You're invincible

AND AFTER A YEAR OF EXISTING IT'S FINALLY UP.

Mun name: Jenna
AIM: bebo the dragon
E-mail: heartsnhooves [at] yahoo [dot] com

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HAPPY TURKEY DAY, GUYS!

And by turkey, I of course mean tofurkey. No way I'm gonna hurt an innocent turkey just to celebrate pilgrims and cowboys and Indians, and the pilgrims being like "IT'S COLD AND I'M HUNGRY, THIS NEW WORLD SUCKS" but then they remembered England sucked worse because they all had crooked teeth and stupid haircuts, but they were still cold and hungry and the Indians were all "WE'LL HELP OUT!" and this guy named Colonel Mustard was like "NO WAY" but he was beheaded by this French dude named Rob-Pier so everyone was happy and the cowboys were cool too but they were still invited to eat and everyone was happy the end.

So yeah. Not killing a turkey today.

Hey Raven, Robin, Terra! I heard America's havin' a feast for his citizens! Dude, we all need to go. Like now. He's got Lady Gaga goin'. Kite, you need to come too. Today you're honorary American.

[ooc: Pretend this took place, like, 10 seconds after America's post in the afternoon.]

[Video]

[Beast Boy doesn't look happy. Maybe that's because he doesn't look alive. All that can be seen at the moment is his face glaring into the camera. Candlelight shows him to be pale with a couple dark circles under his eyes, but nothing too out of the ordinary, right?

Except for when he tries to talk, all that comes out is a gurgling sound. He huffs irritably and steps back. Now the full effect can be seen. BB's three deaths were not kind to him at all, the the full effect is even more horrifying: his entire midsection is torn open. Intestines are hanging loosely out of the bottom, and what organs aren't outright missing are punctured with large holes. Among the missing organs is his heart. His ribcage is exposed, cracked in several places but otherwise held together. OH, BUT THAT'S NOT ALL. Because after his third death? Things got a little freaky.

Wires loop around all of the gore. Some ends are stuck into organs or flesh, others dangle at his side. The most wires seem to be running around his neck, stuck in several odd places all around it. It's actually a good thing too; judging by the line of blood and unnatural wobbling of his head, it's all that keeping his head connected to his body.

Beast Boy winces as he jiggles wires and moves his head around. Finally he coughs; his voice comes out, but it's rasped and still has a gurgling effect to it.]

Worst. Halloween. Ever.

[He takes a couple wheezing breaths before hauling the giant candle upright. His liver falls out in the process, and with an agonized (and irritated) grunt, he bends down to shove it back in. The candle falls against him as he bends down, knocking his head loose. CUE ANOTHER TEN MINUTES TRYING TO GET THAT ORGANIZED. At last he seems to be in order, and he leans against the candle.]

Isn't enough that I'm in the worst pain of my life and can barely stand without something fallin' outta me. No. I gotta carry this stupid thing around. So much for trick or treating.

[It really isn't BB's day. Some of the wax dribbles onto his exposed intestines and he shrieks. The video cuts out to him moaning miserably.]

[Video]

[Standing in front of the camera is a certain green super hero dressed in fancy victorian clothes with his hair combed back. The illusion of fanciness is kinda ruined by the fact that he's frantically strumming a Rock Band guitar. Servants appear to be awkwardly playing the drums and other guitar. Finally Beast Boy throws his hands in the air victoriously.]

HIGH SCORE! Okay, Drum dude, can ya get me a coke?

[As the servant leaves, BB continues to stare at the TV while addressing the network.]

Ya know, aside from the scratchy frou-frou outfits, this isn't all that bad! People doin' whatever you want, a party later on... did I mention people doin' whatever you want? So we need dates for the ball, right? Got that covered.

Oh! I know this one!

[He starts strumming at the guitar and singing along.]

What would you do if I sang outta tune...

I can't find Starfire.

She didn't even get to stick around for Trick-or-Treating...

[Video]

[Guess who is in his Russian hat and totally visited the tea room today? Yeah. YEAH. He's kinda swaying back in forth, holding a bottle of vodka.]

See? See? T-told ya Russians aren't bad. I mean, sure. 'S cold outside. But like... if it wasn't, it'd be hot.

[He falls against a wall and starts giggling hysterically.]

Dude. Dude. Why didn' Red Star give us this when we were all communismity in that. Nuclear power. Something. Whatever. Dude.

[He blinks, picks up an army newspaper off the ground (wherever he is idk), and suddenly his eyes go wide and he starts waving the paper frantically.]

"RED STAR". HOLY CRAP I GET IT NOW!

[As if the Mansion couldn't get any weirder.

Maybe it wasn't the smartest thing to do, but BB was a curious guy, you know? And seriously, a little door popping up and a tunnel with enough colors to make anyone in Across the Universe jealous is just begging for adventure. BB winds up on the other side and...

You were expecting Titans Tower? It's in there, alright, but if you thought it would just be the tower, you are WRONG.

He winds up in what looks like the Titans' common room, but glancing out the window, it's definitely not Jump City as you know it. For one, there's a pirate ship in the harbor, and a space ship hovering in the distance, and the Tower is on what might look like Treasure Island. This is the price of reading, Saix. Some Japanese-style towers loom in the distance, no doubt entire warehouses for comic books. A giant race track threads through the sky as per his Captain Falcon rip-off game.

Basically, this is the coolest place on earth.

Yet BB is pretty hesitant (after a moment of having his face pressed to the glass and practically drooling with glee). Once he forces himself away from the glass, he glances around warily.]

Uh... hey? Guyyyyssss?

[ooc: SO I DECIDED AGAINST KILLING HIM. This time o9]

Gotta do the standard "Beast Boy's introduction of awesome friends" because SERIOUSLY I'VE WAITED TWO YEARS TO SAY THIS:

ROBIN'S HERE!

I'm guessing ya all've noticed that though. Like he said, he's one of my friends from back home! More than that, actually. He's my leader! Er, that'd be like, my boss or president or whatever, country-wise. He's a really good guy, once you get to know him! From what he's told me, the time he's at is... uh, was, pretty rough. Kinda a bad time for all of us, really. He's got this thing about Slade, and he was involved, and it sucked all around. But it's all good now!

So... what's this about a plane? I've got a submarine! Maybe we can make that into a plane, like the T-sub!

[voice]

so he's decided to play the hero this time, huh? too bad for kite that he left with terra and the countries without even a goodbye. i guess he doesn't know that you don't come back when you die on the mirror side. i hope he doesn't. i want to see if war will really break him. he's neither country nor soldier material.

oh saaaiiiiixxxx, where are youuuuuuuu

[ooc: All replies will come from animalibecame.

FOR THOSE OF YOU NEW TO M!BB: He's a psychotic little fuck, and if you have the misfortune of getting his attention as a potential companion, he will cling to you like Herpes. His voice is like BB's only softer and has a sort of distorted, whispering echo, hence the lower case. LIKE THINK OF BB'S VOICE FATAL FRAME-IFIED.]

Now I'm officially a Hungarian Commonwealth and the top officer of the United States Army and a Teen Titan. Totally putting this on my Justice League resume when I hit eighteen.

TERRA. KITE. YOU GUYS. I NEED TO TALK TO YOUUUUUUU about America and helping out and stuff.

( Locked to TEAM AMERICA/Hungary/you know what I play Russia why am I even locking this )

In other news, I woke up today drooling on my desk and found "with a pushup bra and dark horizontal stripes, my boobs look like d cups" written in marker on my arm.

...This would be more normal if Max was still around.

[ooc: In Nebraska. Internet limited. Have to sleep. WILL MAKE TAGS AS SOON/OFTEN AS I CAN.]

Okay, so I've been looking on Wikipedia all day in between gaming sessions, and I think I've got everything down pat. I figure with my super hero career put on hold, I'm gonna be something just as cool: a country. And now, Wonderland, I welcome you to...
I figure since I'm pretty new at being a country, I should give you all a little tour!


( what have I done )

You should totally let me in the United Nations too.

[ooc: Just uh. Pretend those watermarks aren't there :|;;]

[Voice]

H-hey, anyone seen Kite?! Uh, not Kite Kite, the one that's all flame-y and creepy looking. I've been looking all over for him and I can't find him and... he didn't...

I'm sure he's around here somewhere! Just... off. Doing Kite things. Kiiiitttteee. Kiiiittteeeee!

[There's a crash; BB starts sounding a little more desperate.]

Kite, dude. KITE! C'mon buddy, pick up. Pick up pick up your stupid... uh, brain. C'mon, you couldn't have...

[Fumbling, and frantic, eratic typing.]

You're not the only one who knows how to work computers, I-I'm serious! Really, K-kite, please don't leave me like this. Don't--

...What the hell.

[A long, long, loooong pause. Listen carfully and you can hear a recording of water running... and every once in a while, BB singing something.]

OH YOU LYING PERVERT!

AFTER I FIND YOU, I'M GONNA BEAT YOUR HEAD IN. I TOLD YOU TO STOP RECORDING ME IN THE SHOWER YOU JERK! I just... gotta find you first. And I will, I promise.

...He's dead man. If anyone finds him before me, punch him on my behalf until I get there.

[Voice]

Cr-crap. I didn't even-- dude, I... why didn't I even fight back? I just.

I let myself die.

Jeeze, just glad I'm not blind and deaf anymore. Okay guys, I'm seriously freaked out. I know the mansion likes to off me for reasons I dunno, but for the love all things tofu: If I ever just give up on living again, punch me. I don't ever wanna feel like some stupid suicidal kid again!

...Sheesh. I guess I really did hate myself that much back then. I know, I always said I'd do anything for my friends, and I would, just. Jeeze. How did I forget getting eaten alive?! I didn't forget any of the times I died here, or all the bad stuff back home! 'Cept for this.

Dude. That sucked. Must've how I ended up here; I was tryin' to save my friends--I know I was, even though I couldn't see 'em and I could just barely hear 'em--and I just got torn apart. Worst part is, I just... accepted it. I know I was down on myself for a long time, but this? Damn it mansion, I don't wanna remember wanting to die.

...This sucks so hard, you guys.

SO TERRA HOW GOES LIFE? AWESOME, I HOPE. I didn't start following you around lately, really. It's just a coincidence I'm always where you are all the time! Let's hang out. Like right now. And all the time!

In other news, I've determined that Saix is Scottish.

( And here is proof )

So. Uh.

What's up with everyone else?

[Voice ANGSTY POST WHAT IS THIS I DON'T KNOW]

...Yo. Max, Axel. This one's for you guys.

[A pre-recorded piano gurgles out from the computer. His voice is a little high, but he can sing pretty damn well (FUCK YOU GUYS GREG CIPES IS A SINGER)]

Those you’ve known
And lost, still walk behind you
All alone
Their song still seems to find you

They call you
As if you knew their longing –
They whistle through the lonely wind, the long blue shadows falling

...something something I don't remember this part of the sonnnngggg.

They walk with my heart –
And I'll never let them go

I’ll never let them go
I’ll never let them go
You watch me
Just watch me
I’m calling
I’m calling –
And one day all will know

Here's to hopin' you guys are doing well, Max isn't in the draft, Axel isn't completely dead, and we'll get to sing around here more. ...Dude, who am I gonna party with now?!

[ooc: Yes I'm on a Spring Awakening kick, why do you ask? Here have the song. BLAME KOJI AND ATROPA FOR THIS ENTRY.]

Freaky mirrors aside.

HOW DO I USE THE BATHROOM WHEN THE WHOLE MANSION IS SEE-THROUGH?!

MY BLADDER IS DYING A SLOW AND PAINFUL DEATH okay that's it, I'm morphing into a dog and find a tree or a fire hydrant or I REALLY DON'T CARE ANYMORE, I'LL FIND A HOUSEPLANT IF I HAVE TO.

So. Uh.

I guess I had to come out sometime. Forgot what it's like to not eat for days on end.

Sorry doesn't even begin to cover it. Don't think I'm ever gonna forgive myself for... Max n' Kite. Don't expect you guys to forgive me either.

...But, knowing you two, you both might, even though I don't want or deserve to be forgiven. Saix had the right idea, ya know. (By the way, thanks dude. I needed that.) I'd say "you can totally shoot me now", but you guys wouldn't before, so I doubt you'll do it now that I'm not a psycho anymore.

I'm just.

Gonna go back into hiding forever now. And maybe find some new clothes.

Bye.

Will people stop asking about me?! I'M FINE. DROP IT. I'M NOT ACTING WEIRD, AND EVERYONE WHO THINKS I AM CAN PISS OFF.

Seriously, is it everyone's jobs to get on my nerves this week? Really. Was there some sticky not going around saying "HEY LET'S ALL BUG BEAST BOY AND ACT LIKE JERKS JUST BECAUSE WE CAN" and I missed it? Sure feels like it. Or maybe it's "act like Raven day" and all of you decided to be heartless bastards who like to push people around.

Well guess what? I'm sick of it.

I'm fine. Never felt better. I actually feel like I don't have to take any crap from anyone again.

I'm fine.

I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fineI'mfineI'mfineI'mfine I'M FINE.

[ooc: Rage event may be over, but with mod permission (and in one case THE DEATH OF ONE OF THE MODS' CHARACTERS, KOJI YOU HEARTLESSS BITCH) BB's nasty little "monster" has been triggered. He's gonna be a crazy asshole for a while, sorry.]

"Hopeless."

Written on my thigh.

I hate you, mansion. Way to inspire confidence.

WHY ON THE THIGH AND HOW DID IT GET THERE.

[voice]

Hehehehehehe. Ohman. The ocean is made outta BEER. Sure gives Captain Morgan a whole new meanin', huh? [snort]

Waitwaitwaitwait. I found something the other day. Hold on. How do I put this thing back on text again? HOLD ON I'M LIKE ALMOST THERE. Hehehe.

[text]

skittles vodka!

[/text] [Back to voice yey]

SKITTLES ARE DE-LI-CIOUUUS. HOW CAN THIS PLAN FAIL?! HOW?!  It can't. That's how.

'Fore any you yell at me for gettin' fuckin' trashed again, all my soda got turned into booze. Dude I just like. Took a booze shower. The mansion sure likes to get smashed! Hehehe, mansion's a part-ay aaanimal~

I've got like. A whole bathtub full of vodka.

...I'm going to need a lot of skittles. TO THE VENDORS!

[Beast Boy makes a very valiant attempt to get to the door, but alas, he's completely wasted. He trips over a pile of clothes with a loud crash, making him burst into another fit of drunken giggles.]

Who put those there?