Feb. 8th, 2013

primogen_vampirate: (Sad)
[personal profile] primogen_vampirate
[The feed springs to life. The fact that it's a video at all means Mina clearly didn't intend to broadcast it, but that also becomes evident since the feed seems to be erratic and shaking. Mina herself cannot be seen. She's on the move, rushing from room to room in House 18, ripping open doors, curtains, drawers, pretty much anything that moves.]

Anna! Anna! I've had it Anna! You show your face right now, you stupid harpy, or I swear to all the gods I'll snap your little neck!

[She's clearly been at this awhile.]

It's not funny! It's...not...funny...

[The wobbly camera movements reveal a kitchen. All of the supplies from Mina's medical kit are strewn across the table and she starts to knock them to the floor. Bottles, papers, and books go flying and crashing. Soon, it gets to the point where Mina is just throwing things in frustration. It goes on and on and on until, at last, she lets out a sob. The world rises around the camera as Mina sinks to the floor. Finally, everything is still, her arm resting beside her, the camera recording a cracked piece of the wall.

Mina sobs softly for a bit, before letting loose a truly primal scream.]


DAMN IT.

[And the feed will continue for awhile, accompanied by the sounds of Mina sobbing.]
greenisnteasy: (:| reading glasses side glance)
[personal profile] greenisnteasy
[When the video comes on, Bruce looks down into the feed, then away again, pressing his lips together before he's back, strength renewed.]

My memory of the last few days isn't... so good, but I'm pretty sure that I, ah... may have attacked some of you.

[He's still sore where someone burned him, and though he remembers the pain and the heat, he has no recollection of who was hurting him. No face other than that of what must've been a hallucination because that -- he -- he's dead.

And anyway his hands weren't made of fire.]

I'd like to apologize for that. I'm not really a violent person... when I'm not on crazy hallucinogens. No LSD for me, I guess.

[He smiles weakly and then nods at the communicator.]

If any of you need medical attention, I'm back up to speed and will be in the clinic not having split-personality-esque arguments with myself. Sherlock and I will look into -- uh, not that I've asked him since we regained our sanity. Well, anyone want to help look into what these drugs were? Crazy!Sherlock and myself tossed around the idea of taking some blood samples. If you have more ideas or want to help out, that'd be great.
thezerothlaw: (concerned)
[personal profile] thezerothlaw
Recently, I made an announcement in which I made several statements in regards to my own personal safety. I would like to withdraw them. I was acting under incorrect assumptions. I don't understand how it's possible that I could have been affected by hallucinatory drugs, but I also, in retrospect, have not been possessed of my full faculties.

[There's no emotion there, but he seems a bit unsteady. The occassional letter slurs in his words, and if someone looks at the wall behind him it's clear he occassionally wobbles a little bit.]

I have no intention of taking action, violent or otherwise, against any individual here, regardless of their humanity or lack thereof, particularly if they mean no harm to anyone here. I apologise for my actions.
agentx13: (Default)
[personal profile] agentx13
[ Sharon hadn't meant to sleep for so long once the hallucinations had become easier to handle, but she's feeling decidedly better than she has in days. Not necessarily hopeful - she's still keenly aware of the totally shit situation they're all in. She also knows that her face might not be the one people want to see. Those people, however, can suck it. Sharon's made bad decisions before. That doesn't mean she's going to allow herself to be defined by them. ]

Don't worry. I'm not making this as another invitation to an escape attempt. I just wanted to check on everyone and see how everyone's doing. If you have any friends here, I'd appreciate it if you could check in with them. I'd also appreciate it if you guys could check with either myself or the far more personable [ was that a joke? ] Coulson.

If there's anything you need, please don't hesitate to let me know. I may not have any bullets left, but I've still got some blades. I also want to know how long you think you'll last with the limited food supplies.
rigging: (psht.)
[personal profile] rigging
[ Because Jesse's life is awesome, the communicator comes on accidentally. And thankfully, he's not doing anything dumb! Just sleeping, which isn't so embarrassing on its own, but in the two minutes that the communicator is on, he sort of snore-snorts, and fidgets in his sleep, turning so that the comm isn't on his drooling face. Instead, there's a nice view of the wall, and faint mumbling. Mostly nonsensical words and sentences, with the occasional curse word or two.

And then something off-screen, a loud thump or something, jolts him awake. For a second the camera waves wildly, and then stills. ]
Jesus Christ. [ A mutter comes from somewhere above the communicator, and then Jesse's face comes back into view. ] Oh, awesome, fuckin' great. Uh, hey. [ He grumbles. ] So I dunno how long this was on for but now y'all know what I look like sleeping, good for you. Make sure if y'sell the video you give me a third of the profit.

... Guess while I got this up, I'd better say hey, m'not crazybrained anymore. Hooray for me. Also, who do I gotta blow for some cigarettes 'round here? Are we completely out? And - no, actually, that's it. So yeah.

[ With a sigh, he turns the feed off, but he mumbles as he does: ] Least I weren't jerking off or something, stupid fuckin' -- [ Click. ]

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