[Roxas' Forge clatters to the ground and gets a ground-view of an explosion between fire and ice in a giant, white blast. Once the view clears, Roxas has been pushed back a few feet from the a lion statue due to the recoil of magic with some slight damage to his arm-- not that it's a real concern to him because the sleeve of his coat rephases back ( Read more... )

  ( When silence falls, to you it sings: sterilize your mentality, compromise your reality. )

[The feed starts up with not a dream, but with Roxas sitting in what looks like a rundown attic and making sure the device is sitting against something properly to hold it up. He looks somewhat tired as hinted by the last audio feed he sent out a few days before, but he looks determined about something.]

You know what, I'm kind of sick of having the ( Read more... )

[It's late night, early morning when Roxas contemplates asking some questions to the late-night owls, the insomniacs, and the unrested population of Scorched. He has too much on his mind, but he knows stress has been building up from the recent rally to his overly frequent trips into the mist and the constant nightmares that come with it. It's ( Read more... )

[The video clicks on with Roxas sitting on the floor of his room and looking none too happy as he holds up a flyer about the anti-Scorched gathering.]

Has anyone seen this yet?

"Join us in the town square for testimonials and debate on the question of how to remove these plaque-ridden monsters for good...Come to the Children of the New Dawn rally: ( Read more... )

[Roxas' video feed is clicked on with a grunt and a soft thud as the teen hits the ground, and his grip is loose enough to let it slide away from his hand. The only clue that he's still alive is the slight rise and fall of his chest as he remains face-down in the dirt with his hood up. Wherever he is exactly, it's hard to tell, but it's just as ( Read more... )

[For those who know Roxas, it's a little odd to see him without his black coat on, but that's just the first clue that this may be a broadcast of a dream or a memory. The area around him is pitch black and completely without sound, and it's hard to tell whether Roxas is laying face down or standing up with his eyes closed considering the lack of ( Read more... )

[The feed clicks on to a view of Roxas sitting on Tsuna's bed in their shared hotel room with a grey kitten (that's missing an ear) sleeping on his lap. It doesn't seem that Roxas is too relaxed though considering his serious expression.]

Has anyone seen Tsuna around? I know stuff has gone missing and weird things have been happening, but I haven't ( Read more... )

Hey-! Are you okay?!

[The video feed clicks on with a view from the ground as Roxas runs over to a small girl buried among some rubble with rods sticking up all over the ground. It doesn't take him long to dig her out, and she seems relatively conscious as she cries out in pain before reaching out to grab at his coat. Her leg is twisted at an odd ( Read more... )

[The video feed clicks on as Roxas hurls the Forge at a nearby wall, and it clatters to the ground as he stumbles backwards into some crates stacked up in the alleyway. It was probably an attempt to get the device as far away as he can, but the Forge lands at just the right angle to film Roxas as his knees hit the ground. There's some groans of ( Read more... )