[It's still the 13-year-old B who speaks on this transmission - quietly, almost hesitant:]

There's someone else in this room.

[[ooc - event reference; part two. replies will be from cruciverbalism.]]

[The hesitant voice is that of a boy about thirteen years of age, and while the pitch sounds different, there's no mistaking the peculiarly flat intonation B speaks with:]

... A? I don't understand the objective of this puzzle.

[[ooc - event reference. B does not have any memories beyond his thirteenth year.]]

B's walking again, shuffling up a grassy hill in his oddly slouched manner. The hazy half-light from before has returned; the palm trees and gravestones, on the other hand, are nowhere to be seen ( Read more... )

There's a hazy sort of half-light that filters in through the palm trees lined against the road - twilight, or perhaps dawn. The sky overhead is darker, unobstructed, but not quite clear; the pervasive smog in this city makes it difficult to call any day (or night, for that matter) truly clearB walks for another few steps, then stops, looks up at ( Read more... )

[The recording clicks on, and a flat, raspy, mildly surprised-sounding voice speaks:]

... Misora? Did you redecorate?

[A calculated pause, where the only audible sound is that of faint, ragged breathing, before the voice resumes:]

I must be honest, Misora, your interior design skills are not your strongest -

[He's cut off by a sudden, loud ( Read more... )

for maisongrise || for jigoku_apts

the player →
NAME: Rae
JOURNAL: aircrash
CONTACT: haunted jam jar (AIM)
CURRENT CHARACTERS: n/a

the application →
CHARACTER NAME: Beyond Birthday (aliases: B, Backup, Rue Ryuzaki)
FANDOM NAME: Death Note - Another Note

CHARACTER HISTORY: There are not many specific facts known about Beyond Birthday from the text of Another Note before the events of the ( Read more... )

for vadaszrp:

001 - Arrival. B does not post on the network himself, but speaks with Badou Nails and Miles Edgeworth.

002 - First post to the network.

... It's not my birthday.

[The recording clicks on, and a flat, raspy, mildly surprised-sounding voice speaks:]

... Misora, did you redecorate?

[There’s a calculated pause, where the only audible sound is that of faint, ragged breathing, before the voice resumes:]There is no point to redecorating. The apartments are on loan to us, temporarily. Certainly you can endure ( Read more... )