( I'll feel great after I kill everything in this world ♥ )

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[Oh god. You'd recognize that dark and incredibly irritated voice anywhere - you'd heard it over the intercom on several occasions.]

LISTEN UP, LADIES!

I shouldn't need to remind you that you're all coming here to get an education. You aren't here, wasting taxpayer money, to blow off this public school system and loiter in the damn hallways all day. If I catch any of you cutting class, I will be assigning detention on the spot. Any of you miscreants with balls enough to fail to show up to your assigned detentions will be tracked down and promptly dealt with.

One final word: Cadets! Wearing your uniform on inspection days is mandatory. I will not tolerate failure to comply.

[OOC: Oh lord. :| Meet Ms. Bonnie Hood, head of the disciplinary committee, as well as one of the JROTC's instructing officers. There's a rumor amongst the student body that she once threatened to pull a gun on a student, but no one was ever able to confirm it. Coincidentally, the student reformed shortly thereafter.]

We're probably on the brink of another one of those stupid curses. I don't know what it's gonna be, but if it's anything like the last one we're gonna have a temporary truce on our hands. When everything gets back in order, though... are you all prepared?

If it comes to it... I've got all sorts of tranquilizers and sedatives. Potent stuff, considering it's made to bring down demons and monsters. Won't kill him (though if you give the word, I'll fill him so full of lead that he could shit pencils for a month) but it'll buy you some time.

Just.. keep it in mind.

When they made the call for women officer trainees, I naturally sent my application in right away. I'm told they only picked around 440 of the 30,000-something people who applied..and I guess I wasn't one of them. Was I too young? I don't know. It really sort of makes me mad!

I hate the restlessness so I decided to go get a job at the munitions factory. The pay isn't the best but at least I'm not just sitting around. When I got there and explained my interest in working, do you know what the man in charge said to me? He said "Shouldn't you be in school, little girl?"

I punched him right in the kisser, then left.

Luckily, I managed to "find" my ID that showed I was legally an adult when I was gone, and he seemed much more courteous the second time around. I start tomorrow.

[The feed times on, but Bulleta is nowhere to be seen. Instead, a small, oddly-shaped package, labeled "TO RAINE" is sitting in plain view at the entrance to the forest. Those with particularly keen eyes might notice that the ground around it looks...just a little strange.]

[The camera turns on and Bulleta is seen, sitting in the forest and wrapped in a blanket. There's a dying fire off to the side of the screen.]

Ahh, Christmas is coming soon~~ I love Christmas. Red and green have always had this amazing ability to put me in a good mood. I mean, who wouldn't love a holiday where people spend money on you? Nothing beats the sound of a cash register, except maybe the sound a few rounds in between the eyes of a target. ♥

Santa always brings me exactly what I ask for, because I'm such a good girl. I wonder what he'll bring this year~~

[Her stomach rumbles.] I managed to catch a fish earlier, but the fire I started is already dying down. This is ridiculous. There's not even any wind to put the stupid thing out. It's too damn cold to deal with this kind of stupid shit. I'll have to go with plan B.

[She rummages around in the picnic basket at her side and pulls out a grape juice bottle - rather, one of her molotov cocktails. (For the record, that attack is actually called cheer & fire lulz.) She stands up and lights the wick on the fire before aiming away from her face. The fire sparks but quickly fizzles as grape juice comes pouring out, spraying the camera.

....Though only visible for a brief period, the look of disbelief and rage on her face is priceless.]

[A Mawile is sitting in a field, eating occa berries and looking adorable. A Rattata approaches her cautiously. The Mawile offers a berry from it's pile, smiling sweetly. The Rattata draws closer.

...and then the Mawile whips around and catches the smaller pokemon between it's massive back jaws. She rips off the small, coin-shaped amulet it was wearing around its neck and then tosses the creature behind her like a rag doll. She puts the amulet on and resumes eating berries.]

You gotta be kidding me.

I look like that slimy darkstalker!!! Dammit...This is pissing me off..! I wonder if there are any others around here. Maybe I can find a harpoon and take them out. Yeah...a little bloodshed is just what I need to lighten my mood.

[Sigh. Irritated burbling, then some mumbling that is only partially picked up]

..covered in scales.... disgusting... and....took my clothes......kill those stupid...

[The murmuring continues until it is inaudible, at which point the recording turns off]



[ ooc: BB is a reddish-pink and white FISHPERSON, a la Rikuo/Aulbath's species. Lawwls. If I feel inspired, I might draw her. ]

I'm a little disappointed. Given the power they have shown that they have at their disposal, I would have expected better. All that's here is a rickety old house filled with blood and smallfry spirits. Where's the terror? Come on, you stupid owls, you're not even trying to scare me!

...

Ah well..at least everyone else's reactions are good for a laugh.


...I wonder if this place has a torture chamber. ♥ I think I'll go see.

Shit. My head is killing me...

( Private to Shinji | Unhackable )

( Private to Katsura | Semi-hackable )

[The video clicks on, showing a small door in a hallway (a closet?) - it must be feeding from the family computer. There is a conversation going on in another room between B.B. and her son, which the video picks up on.]

The teacher called today, Shinji. She said there was an accident at school. Do you want to tell me about it?

[Silence]

.....Do you want me to tell you? Because she told me that you broke a boy's leg. Is that true?

[Inaudible reply.]

On purpose?

[Inaudible reply.]

...Did you at least apologize?

[Inaudible reply, considerably more meek.]

Well, that's good. I wouldn't have expected any less. You're a good boy, Shinji. ♥

[The noises that follow can be clearly heard, even at a distance - the sounds of someone getting struck, and the loud crying that follows. Her tone changes completely.]

BUT YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN DOING THAT IN THE FIRST PLACE. What have I told you time and time again about things like this, huh Yo--Don't you look away from me, young man. I asked you what I -- yes, that's right. And yet you still did it. And you know what that means, right?

[B.B quickly appears in view, pulling the boy by the wrist. She swings open the door and (almost literally) flings him in, quickly slamming it shut and locking it. He can be heard crying from the other side. She is seemingly unphased by it, and leans against the door, lighting a cigarette and taking a drag. Once the sound dies down a bit, she kicks the door with her foot]

Hey. I know you can hear me in there. So listen up. When you decide to grow a pair and stop crying, I'll let you out. Until then, you just stay in there and think about what you did.


[She walks out of view and the camera continues to record the poor kid's crying until it times out.]


[ ooc: *CRY* I..I'M SORRY. I ACTUALLY FEEL BAD ABOUT SOMETHING I'VE DONE TO SHINJI. MY GENDO-CARD HAS BEEN REVOKED. ORZ ]

[The camera, held shakily, moves to point at a small clock. 11:58 pm..the curse is almost over. It's turned around to focus on 'Jon,' who is sitting rather awkwardly, covered in blood. There are gashes and rashes and burns and other wounds of various shapes and sizes all over his body. God only knows what all sorts of things had happened - but he looks damn awful as a result, that much is for sure. When 'he' finally speaks, the voice is Jon's, sans accent and far more malignant.. there's a weary grin across 'his' face.]

Consider this my present, Mr. Wolf. A gift...from me to you. From the bottom. of. my. heart.

These grubby hands of yours are completely useless. In fact, this whole body is bulky and obnoxious. How in the world do you deal with it? The only good thing to come out of this is that I can reach some of the taller trees without having to stand on something now. I guess you're not a total waste of flesh.

( Private to self | semi-hackable. )

I'm pretty used to using satellites and resources to get my intel, so this sort of thing is old hat for me. But..this information ..I've never seen anything about this before, and it's all clearly wrong.

What the hell does it mean he's not the murderer!?! He has to be! The reports, the MO, the crime scene, the location..they're all perfect...! He's the only one!!

...Don't think I owe you all anything because of what happened.

( Private to (PMK) Hijikata | unhackable )

( Private to self | semi-hackable. )

[ooc: lol she would make her being nice harder to hack than her private stuff. :| PRIORITIES - BB has some! ]

[Bulleta sits, outside the forest. Her voice is considerably weaker than the last time she posted, and she looks pretty damn awful.. but even so, she seems to be putting up a fight til the end.]

This is another reason i hate wolves. they don't know that the most rewarding hunts are ones done solo... They can't do anything for themselves....

[She winces a bit]


..D-don't want their help... shit....I'd look like a fool to ask now, even if I did.......and I don't...

...uh...

[Thud. She collapses, disappearing from the camera's view. In the resulting silence and lack of movement, the video feed turns itself off.]

[Furious (and appalled) screaming]

AAAAAARGH DAMMIT I WANT OUT OF THIS FILTHY, FILTHY, DISGUSTING, AWFUL CREATURE RIGHT NOW.

What a waste. I knew I should have demanded the payments up front. Now everything's back to normal, all those bounties I collected are void and I'm not a dime richer. It's enough to make a girl cry, really.

So many monsters and villainous sorts running about. And of course, our plucky troupe of so called "heroes" is always hot on their tail. You all can spout that love and courage dribble all you want, but it won't get you anywhere. The only thing that matters is power. Ah, but who am I to spoil your fun~? Do what you want - or try at least. The boys and I will be around to clean up your messes when you inevitably fail, regardless. Just know that the wolf is mine.

...

Mr. Mayor, might I have a word with you?

[ ooc: lolz Bulleta is essentially unaffected, but in the 'city' she's working for the military while doing various hit jobs on the side, as they come to her. ]

Oh, Harry~~

...


..... Harry?

...

[Nervous and soft. You can hear her moving about.] Where did he go? He couldn't..wouldn't have left me here all alone.. I need him here. He's got to be here. No one hurt him, did they? No, no... he has to still be alive..

So where is he? Where. is. he?

[She continues to repeat this over and over, her voice becoming more and more distressed and tearful until she is near hysterics. There are sounds of things being thrown as she thrashes about and destroys everything around her.]

WHERE IS HE? WHERE IS HE? WHERE IS HE?

[A smashing noise as she overturns the laptop, turning it off and potentially busting the thing.]