[When the feed starts, there seems to be nothing but bed sheets. Whoever started it must not have realized it, but there's sounds of someone trying to shake someone awake ( Read more... )

[ The feed jumps up -- wobbly and not the best quality because whoever started it appears to be somewhere dark with a faint flickering of oddly coloured light. Then it steadies on... Rodney's charming face. Thought he was dead? No such luck. He looks annoyed, battered, and not hugely healthy. Glancing around, he squirms a bit, then --OK, so, uh -- ( Read more... )

[as the feed switches on, a good deal of cheerios will see a familiar face. after all, shouta's gone through a lot to get an extensive network of people under his belt in these long months. his progress has all but halted lately, however, due to another familiar predicament ( Read more... )

Someone tell me what today's date is.

qqqqq1111??? The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog. ()~`';<>{-_=|

[The video clicks on to shows Rasler with a look of concentration on his face, while he plays with the various buttons and features.]

Oh, it's recording.

Sorry if anything odd appears, I'm still trying to figure this out.

[He gives a sheepish smile to the camera.] Well ( Read more... )

[As the video beings, what he is actually doing is playing with a colorful paper fan, twirling it deftly in one hand, flicking open and closed gracefully as it moves, like the plumage of a flying bird. Those with sharp ears may hear the way the stiff folded papers zips through the hair zwiip. He is merely waiting a moment to allow an initial ( Read more... )

[Have one very unamused former spirit detective, guys. Who's also trying to figure out if anyone else that he knows got dragged into this mess.]

Have to say, this is getting to be a real pain in the ass. [Come on, guys, he's supposed to be retired and all that - well, outside of random jobs and the like, but shhhhh.]

Not that I don't believe it, but ( Read more... )

[at the start of the feed, there's the telltale hiss of an automatic door closing. after some graceless button-mashing that results with the voice option swapping with the video function, it's unveiled that it was one of the hundreds of identical doors that barricaded the apartments. however, that's only a minor detail, the main attraction being a ( Read more... )

This isn't mine...

[ The communicator picks up his voice as he turns it over in his hands. He ends up finding the video mode and viewers can see a man with spiky blond hair, eyes are obscured by sunglasses. ]

...

[ He looks away and finally says something. ] Tell me where I am. I don't recognise this place.

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