[The picture is slow to focus, first on endless green grass and then on one big, black, glassy eye staring down into the communicator. Large jaws are cut off by the edges of the screen, but splatters of blood accompany the image, dripping from the yellowed bared teeth ( Read more... )

[In the background, if you listen closely, you'll be able to hear the sounds of chirping faintly. Roxas softly laughs.]

I look away for one day... I can't believe the new ones are hatched. [He sighs.] So that's...two chickens, three babies, and three newborns. At this rate, we'll have a bunch of them by the end of winter. That's a start.

[A ( Read more... )

[The faint sound of sloshing water can be heard in the background, but no voices, nothing. This continues for several minutes until finally, Roxas' voice can be heard.]

It's not real. It's not. You can't fool me this time!

[His voice chokes.]

Hayner. Pence. Olette. You're not real, are you? It's just another digital -

...You. Why do I keep seeing you ( Read more... )

[He exhales sharply from the cold and anyone listening the post can hear scraping in the background, then a grunt.]

There. That's better. The view's even nicer from up here.

[Roxas sighs.]

I wonder how he celebrates Christmas on his island. I think he'd actually want snow for once.

[A pause, and then a faint sound as he sits.]

I wonder if he ( Read more... )