[Event] Whatever you do, don't high-five

[modoftruth.livejournal.com]

Your hands look normal, feel normal, and even smell normal. There's nothing out of the ordinary... Except when you touch something (or someone) else~

You'll start leaving handprints, fingerprints, streaks of colour along the walls, furniture, and along other people's skin. There's a different colour for every different person, and who knows what happens when you high-five?

Be imaginative!

[Here is a colour generator~ Simply click 'Random Background' for your pup's colour, and then fill in this handy-dandy html so other people know what colour you've got!]

[Character Name] leaves fingerprints of this <b><font color="#CODE GOES HERE">color</font></b>.
Filled code example:
Kaitou_1412 leaves fingerprints of this <b><font color="#D76498">color</font></b>.

Also, our apologies for the lateness of this event! There has been extreme RL busy-ness to contend with.

Comments

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

She was only still getting used to the large mansion or whatever it was. She hadn't come across many people here but so far she was mostly convinced she needed to hide herself away. She wiped at the never ending trail of tears on her face and froze up when she heard someone coming.

She looked around for a room she could easily escape into and was disappointed to find none. The dead girl swallowed and set her hands against the wall to prepare herself to sink through.

Aoko froze though as a dark pink hand print showed where she had touched the wall. She looked quickly at her hands and saw that they were clean... so what was this? Forgetting all about the footsteps she'd earlier heard she gently touched a finger to the wall and trailed it softly down, watching the color blossoming where she had touched. ...What was it?

Dead!Aoko leaves fingerprints of this .

[seeingtantei.livejournal.com]

Conan was just exploring more of the mansion...hotel...place when he had that familiar nagging feeling at the back of his mind. Once upon a time, it was a feeling he didn't think much of until a case popped up.

Now he knew what it meant. "Shinic-wait..." Conan shook his head. No, it wasn't that Shinichi. It wasn't someone alive, but it was someone new. And he couldn't NOT check out who it was. His curiosity wouldn't let him.

So he headed towards where he felt that presence and froze as he saw the sight. He knew who she was.

And it made him feel kind of sick to see her as the source. "Aoko-neechann..."

Psychic!Conan leaves fingerprints of this .