☮ 01 - Come, you masters of war. | Video
[The feed flicks on to the familiar backdrop of New Bark Town and lucky you, dear viewer, the man it reveals is young, blond, and devilishly handsome. At least, he likes to think so. There's a pikachu perched on his shoulder, apparently far more interested in the falling flakes than in the broadcasting video. The man, known hereafter as Kazuhira Miller, (not yet "Master" but often "Kaz") sighs extravagantly. Although he's new, he's notsomuch confused, afraid, or angry. In fact he seems pretty relaxed, if a bit bemused.]
Guess I should have listened to Chico's stories a little better. Seems like I've ended up on my very own Isla del Monstruo. Locals are friendly enough, but I've got to admit, I think I preferred the weather in Costa Rica.
[Despite that, he's busy slowly strolling the snow covered streets in New Bark Town, as little as there is to see. There's a brief silence as he reaches a snowy fence and leans back against it, casually adjusting the tinted aviator sunglasses he's wearing.
Anyway, I was wondering if any of you folks have heard from a friend of mine. Big guy. Sort of hairy. Answers to Snake. It's a bit of a long shot, but I'm sure he's getting himself into all sorts of trouble without me.
[His tone is lighthearted and pleasant, but there's something dead serious, even urgent in the request. It's fleeting, however, and he abruptly changes subjects and gives the camera a charming smile.]
...But I'm talking too much. I'm still pretty new in town. I don't suppose anyone would be willing to help me get acquainted?
((Newbie intro, you know the drill. Video/Action for anyone in New Bark Town who feels like taking a walk in the snow themselves or asking him what the hell he's thinking. Plain ol' video for everyone else.))
Guess I should have listened to Chico's stories a little better. Seems like I've ended up on my very own Isla del Monstruo. Locals are friendly enough, but I've got to admit, I think I preferred the weather in Costa Rica.
[Despite that, he's busy slowly strolling the snow covered streets in New Bark Town, as little as there is to see. There's a brief silence as he reaches a snowy fence and leans back against it, casually adjusting the tinted aviator sunglasses he's wearing.
Anyway, I was wondering if any of you folks have heard from a friend of mine. Big guy. Sort of hairy. Answers to Snake. It's a bit of a long shot, but I'm sure he's getting himself into all sorts of trouble without me.
[His tone is lighthearted and pleasant, but there's something dead serious, even urgent in the request. It's fleeting, however, and he abruptly changes subjects and gives the camera a charming smile.]
...But I'm talking too much. I'm still pretty new in town. I don't suppose anyone would be willing to help me get acquainted?
((Newbie intro, you know the drill. Video/Action for anyone in New Bark Town who feels like taking a walk in the snow themselves or asking him what the hell he's thinking. Plain ol' video for everyone else.))