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[cheerupemoborg]

Why. Can't. I. EAT?!

[The kitchen gets way too much abuse, seriously. It's the lobby all over again: counters are cracked, cupboards doors hanging and broken... Strangely, the recently recovered microwave is untouched.

There's Hank, standing in front of the open fridge, stuffing as much crap into his craw that he possibly can. He doesn't seem to swallowing any of it, he just kind of... stuffs it in his jaw, and smears it all over his face.

And all over the journal. Have fun with those ketchup stains.]

Hey, where's the peanut butter?

ooc: More loss.

❀ fifty-three unicorn statues for my desk

[iamdamnloyal]

So, I don't think I'm over-reacting. Fred and I had plans and she's never late, and I checked the offices and her lab and the bathroom, plus Caritas and she slept here last night so I know she's not with Wes.

She's just... not here.

Has anyone seen Fred? She's a skinny, brunette that needs some serious time with a round brush and dryer in the morning. I mean, she could get some nice soft waves and it'd really accentuate those amazing eyes she has. Plus, then she can wear this cute lilac dress I found for her? She'd be totally cute. I even found her these strappy sandals that are adorable and she can get her toenails painted. We can even put little lilac flowers on them! That would be perfect for... this weather...

[Wait. What was she talking about?]

Wait a minute... OH! Right! Fred's missing!!

00110111 [seven] [dictated]

[tres_iqus]

[Filtered to ally level Alpha and Beta]

This is a red-level distress call! I was somehow rendered offline during the night, and the Duchess Milan is missing.

Her name plate is still present when I arrived to the castle, but it is now mirrored. Requesting assistance.

[/filter]

This is a missing person's report. My superior officer disappeared during the night, and her castle name plate has been mirrored. Requesting information.

028 Premonitions

[kungfuwitch]

[Barney had gone home and people were missing. Today was just getting better and better. Phoebe wandered the halls lost in thought, eyes scanning the nameplates. The pit in her stomach grew with each mirrored name she saw. Geoff, Yuan, Carson, Zuko, Harry Flynn... But one door brought her to a halt. She stared at the words renruT eloC.]

Cole...

[Throwing open his door, Phoebe steps inside and looks around. Maybe she could get a premonition or something that could help them find these people. She spots his journal, moving to pick it up. As soon as her fingers touch the pages she tenses, gasping sharply and closing her eyes. The premonition was brief but eerie. Her blood runs cold as her eyes reopen. The journal slips from her fingers and clatters to the floor. Fumbling her own journal out of her pocket she pulls it open and quickly dictates a filter]

[Away from First-Gens]

Everyone... [She sounds slightly out of breath as she sits down] I had a premonition. I think it has something to do with the missing people. I don't know what it means yet, but... it was a... a dark stain, almost like ink, spreading over the journal pages...

((ooc: Mirrorland Plot Premonition!! Approved, of course :D))

#12-Mirrored

[blue_sniper]

[Bucky hasn't heard anything about the missing persons yet, as he's been in a bad mood since last night. Which could actually be fixed if he just went and apologized. But Bucky has pride, so he's not going to apolo- Yeah, he's going to apologize. He feels exactly like when he and Steve fight right now, just sort of empty and guilty. If he bothered to think about it, then he'd possibly be scared that Geoffrey has somehow reached Steve levels, but he's not right now.

Geoff's room is only a floor below his, so he gets there and knocks on the door, sighing when there's no immediate answer. He must be out, or just ignoring him.] Right, and you say I avoid things... [And that's when he catches sight of the mirrored name plaque.] What...? That should not look like that.

[He's flicking open his journal now, because that's weird, and looking for the answer. When he finds it, he just stares at his journal and swears.] God damn it all to hell!

[After a few minutes of sitting outside Geoff's door in silence, Bucky puts up two filters.]

( Filtered to his friends )

( Filtered to Steve )

227 was the highest score ever in the Eurovision Song Contest

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley did not like the news of people going missing. It worried him, not that he'd admit such a thing. And so, he's walking the castle, checking the doors of those he cared enough to be concerned about. It's just a casual peek, to see if the nameplate was mirrored. If that was sign enough, he felt no need to go opening doors willy nilly and making people realise he actually gave a damn about them. Crowley notices a few mirrored nameplates, his mood darkening with each one: Allen, Yuan, Chaucer, Belle. Well, bollocks, what were they doing, being so stupid as to be captured? Now he'd have to do something about...

And then he comes to Barney's door. Barney's door without a nameplate. Barney, who'd annoyed him and wouldn't piss off and eventually became one of his closest friends in the castle. Yeah. As much as he'd like to deny it, Barney was a friend. And now he was gone.

The demon opens the door, to confirm his fears and instantly had that stupid flying fish thing hovering around his head. A counterpoint to this crappy day. Though later, as did all the hand-me-down animals that came into his care, it would provide a little comfort for the person long since lost.

Crowley clenches his fists, taking a deep, steady breath. Peabody and Barney. Gone. Fuck it, and fuck this place. He pulls out his journal to dictate into it]

Right. We're going to find out how to get people back from this...kidnapping backwards name thing, and we're going to find out soon. The castle has officially pissed me off today, and I feel a distinct need to let it know how dissatisfied I am with its service.

[He scribbles down Allen, Yuan, Chaucer and Belle's names in the journal, then looks back at the room, the sad, empty room] For anyone who cares, Barney Stinson has gone home.