Okay, so for some reason, lj deleted this post instead of letting me edit it. wtf lj, and sorry for f-list spam here.

How's my driving and wtf can I do to make it better?
I wanna be the best Bel I can be for you guys, so if you have issues with anything I do, I want to know about it <3
*begs for crit*

Anon is on, screened is on, IP logging is off.   ( Read more... )

Belphegor sneaks into the kitchen at two in the morning because he's thirsty and he couldn't find a servant to bring him what he wanted.

A glass of milk. Which he pours, quietly humming a light tune to himself, shuffling around in his(only slightly bloodstained) pajamas. He leaves the carton out though. Serves them right.

So. Guess who's dead this time?

[Crazy, demented laughter.]

Told you all I was better than that blond little pauper. The final round, and the game, goes to none other than the Prince!

[More laughter- he's giddy now, that much is certain.]

Don't bother looking for him. His body's all cut up and in the garbage.

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[screened to D!Mello | unhackable]

[The message doesn't come until evening- around nine o'clock. His voice sounds soft, contemplative, the same tone he'd used in their last meeting.]

I know we weren't supposed to talk to each other again, but I need to meet with you- it's about Xanxus. I don't trust the security of these devices. [A soft sense ( Read more... )

Mello-

I'm done. You're owed a favor from Azula and a consideration from Garak, and a notebook of thoughts and ideas. That's it for me.

( Screened to Azula )

I haven't used this thing in awhile, ne?

[A slight pause.]

Mm, Princeeeess~  You owe me a favor.  I took care of Evans for you.

[Another thoughtful pause, though this one is slightly more contemplative- he's counting days.]  Come to think of it, shouldn't he be back by now?
[screened to Garak | | unhackable]

Hey hey hey, I gotta talk to you about ( Read more... )

I've been thinking.

[His voice is still clipped, businesslike, but slightly softer, now.]

Can you meet me for tea?  Coffee.  Whatever.  Same place.

[ooc: backdated to before the event thread?  Sorryyyyy.  Still under the effects of the disturbed personality event]

( [screened to self | hackable] )

[Clatter.  The communication device is sitting on the floor from where he dropped it, trying to get away.]

Jill-

[A hoarse, ragged whisper, the words some alien language.  It's not Belphegor's voice.]

Jill, stop it.  I mean it- stop-

[A shattering, a crashing, and a shing of a knife embedding itself in a wall.  Clunkclunkclunk as Belphegor stumbles ( Read more... )

Azula is back.  And so is--that other one, apparently.  You common bloods don't know what's coming at all.

I feel so lucky~  I'm surrounded by princesses.  Princess Flora, perhaps more tea?  This time, in the Undercity?  It really is a lovely place.

[Screened from Azula | | 90% unhackable]

It's amusing, isn't it?  Suicides come back too.  What a waste ( Read more... )