( Handwritten | Off-Network )

[Accidental Video Post]

[When the video first snaps on, it's accompanied by a brief glimpse of what appears to be white fur; for those more familiar with Rosella's living arrangements, they might recognize the culprit in question as Snowdrop, her cat, who is apparently feeling somewhat adventurous today ( Read more... )

( Private || Hackable by Friends )

The blonde girl sits silently at the foot of the bed, her defeated posture echoed in the hollow look that has consumed her eyes. The door has shut, the lock turned with a resounding click; she is trapped. What's more, she is defeated. Her quest ends here, in the tower room that belongs to her husband-to-be, and her failure will be sealed twofold at ( Read more... )

( Private || Hackable by Friends )

[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 in the midst of a cacophony of noise: the crunch of snow, the rustle of fabric, the whistle of wind. A discerning listener might conclude that the device has switched on by accident, perhaps in someone's pocket, and indeed it has. However, that discerning listener would not have long to ponder ( Read more... )

( Private//Hackable by Friends )

[Video Post]

[The video opens on Rosella's face, nearly filling the screen; it appears that she is holding the device at arm's length to make the recording, since it shakes every so often. Her hair is a mess, windswept and unkempt, and she is breathing hard, glancing from side to side every few seconds. As the camera continues to wobble, glimpses ( Read more... )