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[Suddenly, like twice before, that tell-tale screeching of feedback rings through the halls before an authoritative, but clearly female voice speaks.]

Hello, students! I see you've all been doing well, and truly taking to heart the lessons you've been learning during your stay at our wonderful facility.

[There's a small pause before she starts up again, an air of amusement to her voice.]

I'm sure you all miss your friends and family very much, but do not fret, because your studies and the lessons you learn here are of the utmost important. Build character, and climb the ladders of success, all of you!

[With one final teeth-wrenching burst of feedback, the announcement ends.]

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Speak to the Voice
General Mingle

Mingle, have fun, and don't forget to tag your series name!
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[Very much annoyed that he mysteriously can't seem to exit the room he entered for some reason, Miguel lets out an annoyed grunt.]

Que suplicio- What now??

[This room is very odd indeed; mounds of random junk littering the floor against the walls and in all four corners of the large space. In the middle of the junk-filled room, there is a table. On that table is a hat. Within the hat are small slips of paper with something written on them.]

[Entrants into this certain room will find themselves unable to leave until they draw a slip of paper and then locate whatever (or whoever) is written on it. The door opens only when the item is brought out with them. Items can be nearly anything; ranging from a puppy to a shoe to a signed copy of the Necronomicon to whatever else.]

((OOC: Players have the option of searching through the mounds of junk for their item (which may take a long while), or participating in a little forced interaction with those other unfortunate trapped souls to obtain what they need to leave. They can help each other out, work only towards their own item, or just mingle with others for the sake of it. It doesn't matter what method they use to get the item or where they find it... Just get what you need! Extra points for creativity in terms of whatever your character must find. It can be just one item or several. For convenience, I'd recommend naming the item that your character must find in the subject-line of your comment. Have fun!))

[Intro]

Jul. 2nd, 2013 05:49 pm
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[WHAT THE HELL!? That door behind the dugouts was supposed to lead to the BATHROOM- Not some random nurse's office!!]

[Tajima bursts out from the office and runs out into... a hallway?? Where the heck is he right now? And more importantly-]

WHERE'S THE BATHROOM!?

I GOTTA TAKE A LEEEEEAAAAKKK!!!!!!

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[Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, you will hear the loud screeching of a microphone through the speakers before it dies down. Not long after, a familiar husky voice blares through said speakers.

Although her tone is somewhat pleasant, she manages to keep her authoritative tone as well.]

Good afternoon. [There's a brief pause.] You've all been quite busy, haven't you? It's, hm...interesting to watch, to say the least. But do keep the property damage to a minimum, will you? It's awfully rude to smash people's property on arrival, don't you think?

[Despite that warning, she manages a soft (if a bit ominous) chuckle.]

That being said, I hope you're all well rested. A good rest means a good grade, after all~.

[There's another burst of feedback before the announcement comes to an end.]

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Speak to the Voice
General Mingle


Mingle post! Don't forget to tag your series name.
yzzy_wzzy: (Oh no you didn't... // =|)
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[[Somewhere, in the school, there is some old fashioned carrying device sitting on the floor, one that was used to transport royalty, rather colored in a blue-violet like color, with drapes that would catch the eye of anyone one.

Inside, a rather cranky old voice could be heard. Perhaps that of a beautiful woman? Or perhaps an old hag of sorts!]]

Kronk, we've been sitting here for over an hour, why aren't we moving?

...

Kronk, did you fall asleep, again, at the wheel? We NEED to find Kuzco!

I swear, this is the last time I let you....

[[Upon these wrinkled fingers ripping the curtains open to view, popping her head out, her body in a lavish purple dress and her hair hidden in a royal beret, both of the color of various tones of purple. However, the face to the beautiful dress would make you think you just saw Frankenstein in a dress, with all those wrinkles covering her face, leaning over the seat just outside the inside of the carrying device.]]


....Kronk?

[[No Response]]

.....KRONK. WHERE THE HECK AM I?


[[No Response, yet again.  Her furious face which amplifies her beauty amongst her wrinkles, soon starts to turn into a bewildered expression, as she notices... she's in some sort of classroom of sorts. Yet... it looks... foreign to her.]]


Either I'm going crazy, or... I'm in some sort of school of sorts?

...Probably the first.

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