You have been cordially invited by the Great Zelos Wilder to a gathering and night of festivities at the neutral grounds known as The Rift on the twenty-seventh day of the ninth month of the year. The festivities begin at five PM sharp and end at whatever the hell time people feel like going home ( Read more... )

[the feed flickers on to show all of micaiah except her head; the crystal seems to be laying on the ground, looking up at her sideways. she seems to be inspecting her hand, which, is also out of shot, and she isn't wearing her usual glove.]

[she seems unaware that it's broadcasting (she's gotten the hang of the voice, but not the video feeds yet) ( Read more... )

[o hai Dissideo.

You've got this kid staring into his crystal as he examines it, the screen swiveling a bit as he rotates it in his fingers, his bulky gloves occasionally obstructing the view.]

Huh. That was pretty easy. [He frowns thoughtfully] Wonder what's so special about these things...

[And now he will subject you all to a dizzying view as ( Read more... )

[disclaimer? Zelos has no idea how to use the crystal, etc. etc ( Read more... )