All this violence makes a statement

08 March 2012 @ 11:31 pm

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. Have at it, peeps. Rip me to shreds (bad!pun fully intended).
I also have a universal HMD post here, if you'd rather hit that up.
Thanks <3

Tags: ooc

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28 June 2009 @ 10:17 pm

--Ventitre' [Audio]--

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.

[ooc: No, Mello isn't actually dead, but Xanxus can't know that, of course. And we all know how much our little prince loves stirring up trouble.]

Tags: afk genocide, allow me to get my knives, fight moar princey-prince, the prince is smart

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24 June 2009 @ 09:31 pm

--ventidue [audio]--

[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 of urgency.]

[screened to Xanxus | unhackable]

[He lets out a laugh he'd been holding back through his message to Mello, his voice a stark contrast- high and giddy]

Boss~ I'm luring Mello out as we speak. Give me an hour to get him to the park, and then you can see your blooooooodbath! 'shishishi

Tags: allow me to get my knives, fight moar princey-prince, ilu bossu, the prince is smart

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14 June 2009 @ 10:11 am

--Ventuno-- [text]

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 )

( Screened to Garak )

I need the location of a good liquor store. And I guess a gun store too. Whoever the hell has my frogs, I want them back.

Naaa, Boss, how are you settling in? Do you need anything?

Tags: allow me to get my knives, can we say oops?, ilu bossu, needs my bossu

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09 June 2009 @ 10:38 pm

--Venti-- [audio]

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 something, alright?

Tags: afk genocide, fight moar princey-prince, omfg royalty lol, the things we do when we're batshit

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18 May 2009 @ 05:20 pm

--diciannove-- [audio, filtered to D!Mello]

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]

Tags: a disturbing event, needs my bossu, shut up belphegor, the prince is bored

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08 May 2009 @ 03:06 pm

--diciotto-- [audio]

( [screened to self | hackable] )

You should all be ashamed of yourselves. Nine months, and yet, you are no closer to finding answers than you have been before. You call yourselves detectives? As you sit here and rot in the slime of your insignificant little lives, things are happening. Orders are being issued, and you people are missing them. You've fallen into a stupid complacancy. Like sheep, you give up so easily, herd together, and expect your wool to protect you from the wolves.

It will not. You are people, jerked from your own worlds, just as much as I. For this... inaction, on all of your parts, you should all be killed. If my boss were here-

[His voice weakens slightly]

If my boss were here, he would have killed you all for your unprofessionalism. Or- he would have ordered me to do it. Naaaaaah, which I would have done gladly. You people aren't worth the air you breathe, not if you just idle away your time. You think you've come to a dead end? You think that you can't find any more answers? That is unacceptable. There are always more answers, someone who knows more than you.

I'm different- a prince. I'm perfect. I'll find a way out, back to my boss and back to my orders. If anyone has any information, or wishes to discuss and attempt to work with me in order to resolve this... location issue, I'm perfectly available to meet up. I think I have some semblance of an idea about this mess, anyway.

[A long pause.]

....boss? Boss, are you here? If you're here, please reply. I need to know what to do. [A moment or three, of silence, before he resolves, his tone grows more steady. The boss is not here. He'll have to endeavor a little while longer without a purpose.] ...alright.

That is all.

[[ooc: In response to the event which switches people from OU to Disturbed versions of themselves. A short writeup of how Bel has been affected.]]

Tags: a disturbing event, because i'm the prince, needs my bossu, shut up belphegor, weird shit is weird

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19 April 2009 @ 08:13 am

--Diciassette-- [Accidental audio]

[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 back into the wall and starts murmuring out a fast-paced prayer. Exorcism. In Latin.

After maybe thirty seconds of this, there's an inhuman shriek, and Belphegor decides that it's a good time to retreat. Footsteps pound, there's a rush as he picks up the communicator on his dash out the door, which slams loudly, before his hand cuts off the sound.]

Tags: allow me to get my knives, bel doesn't like mirrors, i swear it was a cockroach, weird shit is weird

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Current Music: 'Everybody knows' -concrete blonde

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06 April 2009 @ 06:59 pm

Sedici [text]

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 of air.

Tags: omfg royalty lol, the prince is smart, weird shit is weird

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21 March 2009 @ 04:33 pm

Quindici [audio] [screened from Azula]

Alright-- [A pause. The sounds of the ocean is heard in the background; he's topside, and his voice is ever-so-slightly pained. A small croak echoes in the silence.]

I hereby declare myself the only royal-blooded member of this shit society.

...Garak, you're doing some repairwork for me.

[[ooc: After his falling out with Azula. If anyone wants to just happen across him sitting on a bench on the boardwalk, he's got the lower half of a sleeve burned off, his arm is wrapped in bandages, a bandage on his cheek, and a small portable frog tank with Mammon and Lussuria inside.]

Tags: because i'm the prince, can we say oops?, fight moar princey-prince, omfg royalty lol, the things we do when we're batshit

Current Location: The beach

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16 March 2009 @ 12:39 am

--Quattordici-- [voice]

Princes are above such petty gifts. Enjoy your fat and poisoned goods.

[AKA he didn't get anything and he's pouting about it.]

[Screened to Azula | | 80 % unhackable]

I think it might be best if you joined me for tea. I just put on a kettle.

[His voice is cheery as always, but she might be able to tell that he sounds a bit strained.]

Tags: can we say oops?, omfg royalty lol, the prince is bored

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05 March 2009 @ 08:48 pm

--Tredici-- [text]

Princess~ Our last meeting was so short. Perhaps you'd favor me with the royal presence once more? There's a lovely park down here that we can ~~burn~~ have a picnic of sorts in.

Also, Mello. The alien-man says you have something of mine. Whatever it is, I want it back. You shouldn't take the Prince's items.

[screened to Garak | | 70% unhackable]
Do you know what an electrocardiogram is?

Tags: because i'm the prince, omfg royalty lol, the prince is smart

Current Mood:

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27 February 2009 @ 10:08 pm

--Dodici-- [voice]

Eh? Boss?

[A small ~~calculated~~ pause]

Is this some kind of practice? Honestly. You should not treat a Prince this way.

Where did you put my knives?

[ooc: Bel is back, everyone! And--just for the record. He remembers everything--he's just pretending he doesn't for odd reasons. This all happens after this log. Thanks!]

Tags: allow me to get my knives, can we say oops?, hello undercity, the prince is smart

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19 February 2009 @ 06:42 am

ooc: drabble meme

( BANDWAGON GET! )

Also. To those of you who may not know, Belphegor has been dead since last Friday. XD He'll be back, soon though! In another week or so. <333 Thanks!

Tags: ooc

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10 February 2009 @ 06:45 am

--Undici-- [voice]

Mmm.

[Heavily medicated barely begins to cover it. If possible, his tone drags along lazily, like someone who has just woken up. He doesn't sound angry or upset though--slightly bemused, more like.]

Who lost, now?

[ooc: hay, finally have a return! post. Bel's still a bit drugged, but anyway. This is after he gets back from the hospital from his fight with Mello. Have fun~]

Tags: afk genocide, fight moar princey-prince, lol drugs, the things we do when we're batshit

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30 January 2009 @ 10:36 pm

--Dieci-- [voice]

[It starts with the soft giggle, the giddy laughter, hushed over the communicator. Something drip-drips, and a door opens and shuts]

Do you doubt my royal blood now? Mocking princes gets you kiiiiiiilled~

Oh. Don't look for Ryuzaki anymore. He's dead. Ushishishi~

[The grating laugh is all that's left--it tapers off, and the recording clicks]

[[ooc: In case you haven't heard the news, B (Ryuzaki) has been murdered by Belphegor. Lots of fun?]]

Tags: afk genocide, allow me to get my knives, fight moar princey-prince, the things we do when we're batshit

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25 January 2009 @ 01:32 am

--Nove [voice]--

[Miss him? Bel's cheery tones are on the airwaves once more. No more cursing, yay, but it comes out as a bit raspy anyway, thanks to his fight with Mello a few days prior]

So, I'm not in my old room anymore. But I haven't quite moved down there yet. Complications arose, so the topside can be bathed in the light of royalty for a few more days at least.

I'm bored.

Meeeeeello, do you like me again yet? I want my crown, now. ....Mammon and Lussuria are sad without their big tank to hop around in, too. You should be ashamed.

[muffle of the communicator being hold out against the small container. A frog's croak echoes, and Bel pulls back again] See what you're making them go through? You paupers are so spiteful.

There's no good books here, either. How uncool.

Tags: the prince is bored, the things we do when we're batshit

Current Location: Garak's room, shhhh

Current Mood:

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20 January 2009 @ 10:05 pm

--Otto-- [accidental voice post // audio]

[The tone is angry, almost ranting. Doors open and slam shut in the background, and odd thumping sounds, like books or chairs getting knocked to the floor. He's speaking, but it's not English or Italian--sounds sort of Polish, perhaps German or Russian, maybe even a combination of the three--it's hard to tell with his words slurring and he's speaking so fast that it all just seems like one long word. From the tone, it's obvious that there's more than a few repeated curse words in there.

After a moment, he pauses and--]

Squalo isn't here.

[Another pause, as he realizes that the communicator is on. Bel laughs a little, quietly, and the audio is suddenly clearer as he moves it to where he can speak easier. The tone shifts suddenly to the lighthearted, jovial tone he is so accustomed to using.]

Don't look for me in my apartment anymore. I'm leeeeaving~

Tags: hello undercity, weird shit is weird

Current Location: Squalo's room

Current Mood:

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09 January 2009 @ 11:20 pm

--Sette-- [voice]

[He sounds disgruntled, and sort of... slurred. Something shifts and slides in the background--fabric over fabric--he's putting on his jacket, and the little wince as the material slides over his shoulder is, luckily, not picked up by the device's microphone.]

I missed the Epiphany. It's---nooooot a good thing. Oh well.

[A door being opened, then closed behind him.]

Ryuzaki. Coffee, now, or miss it, I don't care. You know what's good about Ephiphany? People give you more presents. I'm overdue--start doting or I'll kill you all.

[Sort of hard to tell if he's drunk or just out of it. Though, those who would know him drunk would be able to tell the difference, at least--definitely just 'out of it'. Squalo may or may not notice that Belphegor stole all of his painkillers before he left. Way to go.]

I need to check on Mammon before I go out. Hn.

Tags: allow me to get my knives, fight moar princey-prince, pissing squalo off=fun, weird shit is weird

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02 January 2009 @ 12:25 am

--Sei-- [text / audio]

Squsao yojfa nesd t compick

jst--

[A button is pushed, audio is switched on. His voice is cracked, weak. But giddy, happy, abso-fucking-lutely insane]

Squalo--I--I might need--just

C'mere, okay. Get over here. It's--

[There's the sound of palms scraping against the ground, before a thump, as his body collapses against the ground, and he lets out a high-pitched giggle. The recording clicks off]

[[ooc: an aftermath of this thread. ....tl;dr, Bel just, uh. Fell off of a building. >__> ]]

Tags: afk genocide, can we say oops?, i've fallen and i cannot get up, the things we do when we're batshit

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