[ Mukuro has a real problem with the whole 'stay in this room and be supervised' thing. So, illusionist magic or not, past knowledge of grand escape is still getting him out of his room. Which is where he is right now. Out and about and closing the door behind him very quietly.]

[OOC: Mukuro is a possibly-dangerous patient. He has Antisocial ( Read more... )

[The entire broadcast seems to be from underwater.]

[No longer being in control of Ryuho makes for Mukuro being subjected to the event. As such, he's currently surrounded by the only thing in the world that terrifies him: his prison cellHe's not chained up, but he's still permanently stuck there, and banging against the glass is proving very much ( Read more... )

Oya...o..ya~ [Today finds Mukuro having claimed another chair as his own.]

Why aren't Ken and Chikusa here yet? Tch, how useless.

[The illusionist in the mood to cause some good old fashioned juvenile delinquency! However, he's far less likely to do so without a group. Ah well.]

[The first thing that Mukuro notices is that there is a sea of Amaretto and Godiva bottles around the room. ...Well maybe it's more like ten. He's not really in the mood for counting right now and he'll blame it on the headache that's currently pounding on his skull ( Read more... )

[Mukuro's dream isn't too terribly complex, however there is a lot to be had. First off, the room itself is the epitome of disarray. There are several desks, or what were desks, overturned and broken. Papers are scattered, ripped and forgotten. Technology is now a technical mess with broken glass everywhere. However these are not important are they ( Read more... )

[On screen? There is only Rokudou Mukuro --- or, more specifically, his leg, because he's walking around and just kind of toting the communicator along without realizing it.]

Oya oya? This place, what an interesting dream I've walked into.

Kufufu, a mansion~? It would be only wrong if I didn't go to investigate.

Oya oya?

How exactly did this end up here? Hmm...

Kuhahaha!

Yes, well...

Ahem:

"When I kill the mafia I think I will prove Chikusa wrong and get a chocolate river."

Perhaps I'll keep this in mind.

[The sound of paper being crumpled is heard. After all, the discarded writings of a 7-year old are clearly of no value.]

[If there was a weirdness factor, Mukuro has quickly gotten over it, paying no mind to the double bars of H297 and M266 floating just to the left of his head. Infact, his main priority is just getting to the kitchen. 15 year old boys do like food afterall--]

[Monsters appear!]

Is that a....manticore?

Mukuro
FIGHT ITEM EQPT

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Kufufufu....

It seems I can't bring myself to wake up.

It seems I can't leave here either, hah, what a novel idea!

Though this might be a dream, that mansion is surely there. And if I can touch it....

I can make it mine.