[ when the PORTAL focuses and flickers on, it seems obscured. the sound of soft breathing can be heard before it's moved out of the way.

and on screen, is a rather cute picture.

Sora, covered in mud and dirt and grime... is sleeping. Nestled in someone's lap, apparently--or he's laid claim to someone's arm and leg as a bed for the time being. ( Read more... )

[The video is rocky from the get go. It's clearly being carried in someone's hand, someone who keeps gesturing expansively as they walk. There are a few brief snatches of a scrawny shortsstayon with wild hair.]

Yes, yes, yes, I can see it all quite clearly now that I have you in person, Tuku--

[A terse and frustrated sounding voice interrupts her,] Neku

Yes ( Read more... )

[Neku's out, frustrated that his headphones and music don't work at night. The video's on by accident, probably, since he doesn't seem to be paying any attention to it... and then, suddenly, he stops.

In front of him, there's a statue. A statue of a dog, to be exact. He keeps still for a minute, just looking at it, before moving over to it ( Read more... )

[The video clicks on to reveal a boy with red, spiky hair, and a mask covering the upper part of his face. Said mask is black, but the very colorful designs on it are reminiscent of graffiti.

The lower part of his face reveals that he is clearly not happy his current situation.]

Ok, first thing's first-- where the hell am I ( Read more... )

. . .

[ When the feed clicks on, the teenager being recorded immediately starts to speak -- except, of course, it's night, and the only thing he manages to accomplish is the task of moving his mouth soundlessly and looking like an idiot. Still, he catches on after a few soundless syllables, shoulders heaving in what looks like a silent rrrrgh before ( Read more... )