First Melody// Voice-Video
[Voice Post: English, French is French because Waka is a dork like that.]
[There is the sound of typing and the curious sounds of its owner examining the messenger]
Hmmmm~, this looks to be some sort of device. Much to old to be something of my realm but it is nothing like Nippon. Perhaps, just a little more...A ha~!
Is this recording? Merde, it has been ages since I've had to use such gadgets. It is lucky I keep such devices at my headquarters or else I would've been at a complete loss as to what to do! [There is the sound of rustling fabric, as Waka seats himself with the device] If such a messaging system exists, then there must be other people listening, qui?
Bonjour, mes amis! I am Tao Master Waka, though I doubt the name will have as much signifigance here as it did at home. This is definitely not where I intended to find myself, and it reminds me so well of things I once thought lost. [There is a short pause. The faint tapping of a flute on Waka's chin can be heard.] How troublesome~! It seems that things had not worked out as I planned.
[Private to Self//Hackable with Effort]
...Hm, I cannot sense her. In fact, I cannot foretell anything, not even immediate events. It cannot be the Dark Lord's power. He was destroyed, and yet life seems almost extinguished here. I pray that this is not Nippon. Perhaps, we have landed somewhere else. I hope so.
[End Private]
Ah, mes amis, I must ask., has anyone see a white wolf around? She may or may not have red markings, depending on how you look at her, but she is quite friendly.
Cherie, if you hear this by some chance, please listen~! Do not fall asleep, merci. I won't talk for much longer. I am by what seems to be a strange sign post. These markings on the signpost are...hm, awfully familiar to me~. It says Horton street. If you know where that is, please meet me there, baby. If not, I'll just look for you.
It will just take a little longer than usual. ♥
[The recording momentarily changes to video. There is a brief glance at red geta before the device is swung up to Waka's waist. The video records a couple seconds of Waka walking across the street, humming to himself, before the transmission ends.]
[End Voice Post]
[There is the sound of typing and the curious sounds of its owner examining the messenger]
Hmmmm~, this looks to be some sort of device. Much to old to be something of my realm but it is nothing like Nippon. Perhaps, just a little more...A ha~!
Is this recording? Merde, it has been ages since I've had to use such gadgets. It is lucky I keep such devices at my headquarters or else I would've been at a complete loss as to what to do! [There is the sound of rustling fabric, as Waka seats himself with the device] If such a messaging system exists, then there must be other people listening, qui?
Bonjour, mes amis! I am Tao Master Waka, though I doubt the name will have as much signifigance here as it did at home. This is definitely not where I intended to find myself, and it reminds me so well of things I once thought lost. [There is a short pause. The faint tapping of a flute on Waka's chin can be heard.] How troublesome~! It seems that things had not worked out as I planned.
[Private to Self//Hackable with Effort]
...Hm, I cannot sense her. In fact, I cannot foretell anything, not even immediate events. It cannot be the Dark Lord's power. He was destroyed, and yet life seems almost extinguished here. I pray that this is not Nippon. Perhaps, we have landed somewhere else. I hope so.
[End Private]
Ah, mes amis, I must ask., has anyone see a white wolf around? She may or may not have red markings, depending on how you look at her, but she is quite friendly.
Cherie, if you hear this by some chance, please listen~! Do not fall asleep, merci. I won't talk for much longer. I am by what seems to be a strange sign post. These markings on the signpost are...hm, awfully familiar to me~. It says Horton street. If you know where that is, please meet me there, baby. If not, I'll just look for you.
It will just take a little longer than usual. ♥
[The recording momentarily changes to video. There is a brief glance at red geta before the device is swung up to Waka's waist. The video records a couple seconds of Waka walking across the street, humming to himself, before the transmission ends.]
[End Voice Post]