So, even at times like this, I have to be everyone's hope.

You know the drill! Anything you want to tell me about how I play Lion goes here. IP logging is off, comments are screened, anonymous is allowed. Thank you!

[Day 1]
[Lion didn't expect to be woken up under a pile of rubble. Thankfully he's managed to dig his way out before it crushes him, but the sight he's greeted with once he does so is no welcome one. What happened here?

After that thought, his next one is whether or not his not!family is alright. He'll start digging through the ruins of his house, both for supplies and for his housemates. Later he'll be wandering about trying to find anyone else he knows.]

[Day 2]
[Today you may be greeted with the unfortunate sight of someone being chased by a group of three or four cannibalistic drones with hatchets. And that someone is Lion. His clothes are ripped in some places, his long hair is a mess, and the only weapon he has is a dull kitchen knife he managed to salvage. Not to mention that he hasn't eaten very much at all, so he can't run very fast. He's managed to evade his attackers so far, but they're gaining...]

[Lion had woken up to find himself in...a hotel, of all places. And it didn't take long for him to figure out what kind of hotel this was. Well, at least he wasn't chained to anything...

After taking in his surroundings, Lion notices that there's someone in bed beside him. It looks like a girl...so he reaches out to gently stir her awake, though he doubts that she'll know any more about what's going on than he does. He doesn't really want to disturb her, but...]

Ah...excuse me...

[backdated to before Lion gets offed...sob]

[If you hear Lion's voice over the phone, you may notice something different. That is, Lion sounds angry. Genuinely angry, not just irritated. This is a very rare thing indeed.]

I refuse to take part in this. If they think they can convince me so easily to take another person's life, they have another thing coming. I don't care how many promises they make or how often they try to guilt-trip me--[There's a pause and a rustle of paper over the phone as he moves the letter he received out of sight] I am not going to subject myself to their whims.

And that goes for the rest of you. This is obviously just another trick this place likes to play on us. Is it really worth it to kill another person just to get your things back, or for some kind of mysterious "reward"? [Lion doesn't doubt that there are people here who think this way *cough*Bernkastel*cough*, but he wants to make it clear that he doesn't agree.] Or because that letter keeps reminding you about the people you care about? What would they think, if they knew you were killing people in their name? [Lion voice rises at this, but then he takes a deep breath to calm himself and he continues.] If you've already made this decision, then fine. But don't blame anyone else if you find yourself regretting it.

[Filtered to Jessica, Battler, Maria (or any Ushiromiya by extension), Japan, Taiwan, Kay and anyone else Lion knows well]

...please stay safe.

[After that, Lion will hang up, but feel free to answer back.]

[Lion had gotten a feeling of foreboding when a package arrived for him on Valentine's Day; he still remembered the events from Christmas all too well. At first he tried to just leave it in his closet so he could forget about it, but eventually he couldn't take it anymore. Whatever it was, Lion figured it would be best to just open it and let the town do its worst sooner rather than later.

So Lion opened it...and the memories came back. All of them. And they were all memories of her, of their relationship, and how they'd had to carry it out behind his family's back. Lion had hated to go against Krauss and Natsuhi's wishes, but...she was important to him. More than he could put into words.]

[Filtered]

Winry-san...may I come and visit you?

( Cut for introspection and Umineko spoilers )
Hello. It...seems I was droned for a while. I'm very sorry if anyone was worried. I...

[Lion's voice trails off, and suddenly his legs give way from under him. There's a clatter and a rush of static as Lion loses grip on the phone; Lion hasn't fainted, he just can't find the strength to stand.]

[Lion, like everyone else, received his present. And like everyone else's presents, it isn't of the pleasant sort. Lion has forgotten everything: who he is, where he is, and everything about his life up until now. But Lion can't help but have unpleasant feelings about...something. He just doesn't know what.

So today, you'll see someone wandering around Mayfield. The person in question is clearly wearing male clothing, but it's hard to tell whether that person is a girl or a boy. He (or she) seems lost, bewildered, and very unhappy.

Feel free to approach this little androgynous ball of misery!]