[The video feed starts as always: The Devil's Nest is the back drop, though the usual bar scene seems to be missing. It's a room this time, dark and dank. Silt catches in the faint after glow of a light and hangs there. It's a mix of dirt, dust, and smoke that settles in the air and creates a bit of a haze on camera.]

( ... )

[The 'Nest is silent, dark. Nothing seems to be moving, save for the sway of the usual fan. All the lights have shut down and the only noise that seems to be breaking on the feed is the quiet sound of peeps. Like the dim mug of a summer swamp, the sound is just a little out of reach.]

[The video feed is tipped towards the bar as if it were left on ( Read more... )

[There's a flicker and the video starts. Greed's behind the counter of the 'Nest and the camera is set on what appears to be a pool table. It's midday, so the joint is empty.]

[He's all smiles, hands placed atop of his bar.] It's that day, folks. Maybe some of you know, maybe some of you don't. But I promised to deliver and I don't count myself a ( Read more... )

[ The video feed clicks "on" and is instantly flooded in darkness. The audio feed is muffled and crunchy, as if someone was rubbing up against the microphone piece. It's straight static for a while, save for the occasional clacking of heels. Or at least, that is what is sounds like. Then finally, a voice booms out - it sounds a bit garbled, as if ( Read more... )