[Accidental Video Post]

[The video opens with the sound of a click, revealing a lopsided view of what appears to be a bedroom--and Rosella, on her hands and knees, peering beneath the bed. Her hair is fanned out behind her in a curling mass of gold, a sharp contrast to both her blue dress and the carpet beneath her. However, there is something ( Read more... )

( Private//Hackable by Friends )

[Accidental Voice Post]

[The recording switches on to the sound of a Network device skittering across dirt and stone, as though it has just been shoved or kicked away and it has turned on of its own volition ( Read more... )

[Filtered AWAY from Sam Witwicky | Blue's Codes | Unhackable]

I don't even know what to say but

For any friends of Sam Witwicky, he's in the hospital right now.

To anyone that normally has occasion to go in the buildings near the Warehouse, please take caution. There's a machine trap in one of them. I didn't see any others, but there might very ( Read more... )

[Accidental Voice Post]

[The device switches on amidst a shuffle of cloth, presumably by accident--as though, perhaps, it is being kept in a pocket, out of sight, and its owner has jostled it by mistake.]

Don't look don't look don't look don't look--

[The whispered words keep time with the faint clicking of footsteps.There's nothing there, it's ( Read more... )

[Voice Post]

[The recording switches on, but for a long time there is no speaking at all; if one listens closely, however, they can pick out the sound of shuddering breaths, in and out--as though someone has just finished crying her eyes out.]

I...

[The voice is a barely audible whimper of a sound. There is another long pause.]

Sam’s…h-he’s ( Read more... )

( Private//Hackable by Friends )

( Attempted Private//Somewhat Hackable )

( Attempted Private//Somewhat Hackable )

It's...funny, isn't it? Just the other day I was remembering how badly I always wanted to see my future when I was a little girl, and now here I am and--

...

The whole castle, torn from the ground...nothing but a thin wall of glass separating us from the jaws of the cat...oh, Alexander...

And there was nothing I could do. Nothing I do here, no ( Read more... )