[There's a thud as Mu appears on the plane again. He's near his hammock, but on the ground, looking like he didn't quite get where he was going. There's also an ugly red bloodstain in his side, though there's no weapon to be found.

Mu is pale, there are bags under his eyes, and his hair is a mess. He's sweating and shaking, and his eyes appear bloodshot. If you listen carefully, you can hear him whispering, as he tries to turn over and look up at the Astral Sky]

no secrets there are no secrets I can hear everything all the whispers all the fear why won't they be quiet why why why they're so loud they never stop...


(So, hanging around a hallucinating Hei and a thought-noisy Firo finally broke him. Mu's mental shields are absolutely gone, so there's no filter on what he hears. In fact, he's unconsciously reading the thought of anyone who passes by! What's worse, is that as more and more voices mix up in his head, the less of him there will be to talk back. SO. The more people participate, the more fun this will be.

Also, to anyone of psychic inkling, he's projecting as much as he's reading, so, uh...HAVE FUN WITH THAT.

Also also, this thread might get depressing and/or creepy. You've been warned. )

[Juni is sitting cross legged on the floor, looking very sulky and fairly mad... The way she's taking this out is snapping her fingers, creating bright blue fire and throwing it up into the sky then watching where it comes down, if the fire hits anybody they might feel a slight sensation of burning for a moment but they won't catch on fire or anything.

Juni is also muttering, fairly loudly]

The idiots, do I have to do everything for myself...

[Snaps her fingers and throws up another ball of blue fire]

[Dino has been busy. He had brought a big screen TV with DVD player and several piles of DVD, and a dozen big beanbag chairs to the Plane. There are also several long tables covered in bowls filled with chips, dip, Skittles, M&M's, various other candies and popcorn with bottles of pop placed between them. Standing on a table of it's own is a small chocolate fountain with bowls of strawberries next to it. He's also brought a small mountain of pillows. He steps back to admire his handy work, gives a nod, then disappears of the Plane. When he comes back he's wearing his pajamas, the ones covered in tiny bucking broncos.]

Hey Angela, you still up for that party?

[ooc: After the stress of dealing with missing people and crazy Hei, Dino has decided to throw a party to try and let off steam. Feel free to have fun with this people. Thread-hopping expect/encouraged.]