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[Backdated to Tuesday like a BOSS]

[When the video turns on, there is

has_signed_on and

izayadelic.
When Izaya the realside picks up the comm device, Izaya the mirror moves it away. The pattern continues in a vicious circle several times until the mirror is leaning all up in his counterpart's grill.

Izaya by no means, looks pleased with this outcome, but he does nothing about it.]

Hey, Napoleon? So I have this present for you...~ [That smile totally isn't forced.]

[A backdate to earlier in the event? I think so. And what goes well with backdates? Small children named Izaya running up and down the stairs in a perpetual loop.

His age is a little hard to guesstimate since he is rather...

short

But his need to conquer the stairs over and over again has got to say something about it. And yes, he is giggling in all manner of joyful glee.]

[OOC: Don't be fooled by this icon, all tags will be coming from

babbyzaya ]

[Izaya's sitting against the Mansion's front doors, and most noticeably he's switched out his trademark jacket for one much less obvious. He doesn't seem too concerned with anything at the moment and he very much takes his time in fishing out his communicator and switching it on.

It's in video ~~for greater chance of seeing your face~~.]

So.

Anyone know how long it's been since this started?

[OOC: Forward-dated for Tuesday, November 1st ]

[Only audio today, dear Wonderland. Izaya is speaking quickly, really quickly, and judging by the footsteps that are caught on the recorder, he's going somewhere quickly too.]

So this is a revolution in Wonderland, huh? Not too bad, I'd have to say -- I'm actually kind of impressed!

Though that's not to say I had little hope in everyone to begin with...~

I can't wait to see how this ends! Good luck, everyone!

[Oh cubicle! You're so wonderful, whatever you look like, with your six by eight space (though that's an unlikely truth), your smell of stale pink pink pink donuts, and your corporate swivel chair!

Spinning.

Spinning.

Spinning.

Spinning.]

Hahahaha---whoaoh shit!

[Did anyone see him tumble out of the chair? He sure didn't.]

Hey, is anyone busy right now? If not, let's fall in love!!!

So what will happen today, hmm? It's almost so exciting I want tomorrow to begin just so I can know. There's games I've been playing, ones that I know I'll win, but that's all old and just a bit boring.

Yet I still want to know.

I realize spinning in this chair like a mechanical whirlpool won't do much, but it's not stopping me. Maybe I'll ask someone today how to cure this horrible disease called thrill. Or, I'll see what their sad little answer is!

[Any and all swivel chair spinning (And the laughter that's been coming with it the entire time) comes to an immediate halt, miraculously without evoking the wrath of Bad Ending 6, as Izaya moves to the window to overlook everything. It seems he's conveniently relocated to the top floor for greater opportunity watching purposes.]

[Check out this guy right here. He's going down the hallways, smiling and dancing to the beats only he can hear in his headphones. There might even be some singing.

Hell, eventually he gets to the main entryway and just slides down the banister to get to...well, where ever song takes him.]

[ooc - all responses will be from

izayadelic]

[Izaya's out and ~~on the prowl~~ in the dining room. Which is plain, by the way, very plain, and normal, and surely not anything different from what it normally is or what he might think it could be.

He's currently experiencing a dilemma involving the cup of coffee on the table across from him.

He stares at it.

It stares back with its beady china glass handle. Only...it can't stare. Because it too is normal. Normal and plain.

Giving in he tentatively reaches for the damned thing.]

...

[So while this indeed happens on day three of this wicked ridiculous event, think its timeframe more around the area of noon.

Someone (free hint: it's Izaya) just so happens to be down on floor one, chilling in a chair and watching the outside world go by outside.

He's not...in the sun, per say. But he's definitely close enough to look like he doesn't give a damn about important things like UV rays and skin cancer.]

[So basically, this video starts off staring at a wall. But if you think it's just any wall, you're WRONG.

It's a BLANK WALL.

And it continues to stream this same picture for a moment until something starts sliiiiding into the view. By the way, if you think it's Izaya, you're also wrong.

Instead, it's a full length mirror that, also eventually shown, is being shoved into place by this Orihara. Apparently satisfied with its new location, he grins and finally picks up the communication device. This makes the entire feed a little more obvious now.

Izaya is standing in his bathroom -- now between the mirror he just moved, and the mirror already on the wall. He finally speaks:]

Hey, so, I've can't stop thinking about those mirrors...has anyone else found some way to deter them or anything?

[Izaya's on a mission today. He's walking towards the Libary, bucket in one hand, comm in the other. It's not all that interesting until a few moments later when he puts up a network post.]

---[Text]

Hey~! Does anyone feel like playing a game? <3

[Izaya turns on the camera, grinning -- although when is he not -- and gives a slight wave.]

So I found this in my room today.

[He turns the camera to face what looks to be his beloved lady assistant Namie sitting at his desk. As the camera finds focus again, it's more obvious it's not actually Namie nor even human. In fact, she appears to be a high-end Dutch Wife.]

It's pretty cool. And I have no idea how you got this thing in here... So I guess thanks, or whatnot to whoever~

[End video feed.]

[Enjoy some nice text. Izaya is too busy creeping around the corner at the people by the Door to put up a video or something.]

Hello everyone!!!

Are you all just going to stay there?

That seems really strange! ┐('～`；)┌

But it's cool. So what are you all waiting for on the other side of that thing anyway?

Let's see, now what will this do? [Interested in your mansions? Nope! Izaya is messing with the communicator, tapping on it to figure it out. He continuously checks between it and his phone, trying to find a similarity.] Hmm, still no signal. But this one has a network, so how do I sign on?

[The screen suddenly goes black and Izaya makes a noise of surprise. Hello there Audio.]

Oops, was that streaming video feed?

[He's not just satisfied with this though and after a moment even the audio cuts out in what would presumably be for Text. He most likely spends his time pressing more buttons until the video kicks back up.]

How nifty. I guess. Now how does this find me some answers, I wonder...~