Do you know what would be funny? If, when Tulio comes back, he's forgotten about Miguel.

Was I not supposed to say we've got a fresh batch of missing persons? Someone remind me to care. Goliath, that's your job, now. It'll be like nothing's changed for you.
...what else was I supposed to- ?Something I didn't want to do- something about ( Read more... )

Belle?

[Mulan frowns at the camera slightly before continuing]

I have a question to ask.

[The camera flicks on, the feed being sent to a particular little clock, before falling to the ground and bouncing slightly a few times. The furry mammoth quickly, if not haphazardly, scoops the communicator of the floor; the image is a little fuzzy due to Beast's giant clawed-hands trembling with excitement. Seems someone has the Valentines ( Read more... )

Boom, baby ( Read more... )

[The video feed is shakey as Beast tries to figure out how to turn the damn thing on. It's a miracle he accidentally hit the private switch. The entire time, as he looks into the camera, he records random parts of his face, close-up. His "beard", tooth, ear, horn, and finally his eye. No, technology is not his strong suit. Not in the least.] ( Read more... )

[Lilo was unresponsive to the noise around her. The only way she could cope was to stay absolutely still and quiet, clinging to the bandanna that Jack had given her and the photoalbum she had brought with her ( Read more... )

[Mulan sat with the other students. Well... more specifically with Kuzco, he hadn't left her side since all of this started, and currently, they were clinging to what must have been a hilarious amount of blankets ( Read more... )

[Quasimodo will not be wandering the school today. He's shut himself in his room, bent over his scale model of the Academy, perfecting his figurines of the new students and trying very, very hard to ignore the echoes of laughter in his ears. He doesn't know for sure if the Academy celebrates the way Paris does, but he's not taking any chances ( Read more... )

[Beast is currently stalking the food court, pacing as usual on the opposite end of cafeteria. He was also looking quite fierce, though he felt anything but. Much like the majority of the students, he, too, was fretting over what was going to happen with the school, and whether or not he should return home ( Read more... )

[Oh hi, D_A. How goes it ( Read more... )