[The video opens on a grey outdoor scene. Conan's beaming broadly at the screen. He's wearing what should be a uniform jacket on a grown man but on Conan is more like a ankle length coat. He also has a matching cap that looks like it belongs to the 1950s. The reason for this quickly becomes clear ( Read more... )

[ Cloud's not looking at the video when it starts, instead focused on a nail that he strikes with a hammer. He glances at the video, confirming it's on, but he seems distracted or restless. ] Vincent. You're about the only one who'd stay quiet for long. If you're here, say something. [ Pound. Pound. Pound. .... ] Or...if any Houses have a ( Read more... )

[There's a full vase of roses sitting next to Morticia, as though for decorating her room. She's pulling them out, one by one, and methodically clipping the flower from the stem, and then replacing them in the vase, casually rearranging them as she does so ( Read more... )

[Barnaby and Kotetsu could be doing so many more valuable things with their time right now, like exploring the other districts, asking questions, figuring out who they were dealing with in terms of other "residents". But no, instead the two were currently held up with arguing with a snowman ( Read more... )

[A handsome, wild-eyed, middle-aged man with a pencil thin moustache appears, then goes in and out of focus a bit as he rapidly moves his bracelet closer to and away from his face ( Read more... )

So. Kidnapping women and children, and then building snowmen for us to play with! [The laughter rises and falls eerily, choking past their gritted teeth.] Oh, how rich! Well, at least you can say you put a smile on our face! We’ll wring your necks while we chuckle about it!

[They pause for a moment, claws scraping against the floor.] We must admit ( Read more... )

Some time ago, I spoke to an Oracle. It said that the world would be destroyed, and then rebuilt anew. Still... it would give me peace of mind to know that my friends are well.

[ He makes a pause. He's still getting used to the bracelet, and he usually doesn't talk this much. ]

My name is Hephaestion. Is anyone, by any chance, from Greece?

[The video feed flickers to life, and there is a man with dark hair gazing at the "screen" for all to see.  There is something decidedly serpentine about the incline of his head, the way his lips are almost curled into a snarl, exposing a flash of white teeth before he speaks ( Read more... )

[The Disciple blinks for a moment as the feed begins, then smiles.]

Hello!

[She adjusts the bracelet and then sits back.]

I would have appreciated it if someone had asked before whisking me here! But I suppose I might as well help, since I am already here. It doesn't seem as though my species is very well represented, though. Am I the only ( Read more... )