[The Forge pans around a familiar area to its current residents, that wonderfully generic kitchen and its wonderfully generic food. All the windows of the little apartment are wide open and the last of a billowing cloud of smoke can be seen wafting out of the window. Notice how the view of the camera takes careful measures to avoid the stove. ( Read more... )

[As the Forge is turned on, it slips a bit through wet slicked fingers and slides onto the teen's lap, showing a fumble of images: wavy golden hair, a long white scar down a neck that's inked with strange black patterns that look like curling flames poking out from beneath a black collar.  Darkened patches on the black fabric that look suspiciously ( Read more... )

[The first sound the Forge makes is a short whoosh of air, followed by a soft thud. The holder has dropped it, being as he is both incredibly disoriented and a bit tired. The screen is dark; it's landed face-down. There is a brief silence, before the sound of footsteps, muffled and hesitant.]

--what is... Oz-kun? Have you run out on me?

[A rustle ( Read more... )

[Well hello there other forge users. This is one very unimpressed teenage girl on the screen. She actually thinks this is the audio function but failed at selecting the correct option. She didn't like the idea of a bunch of strangers seeing her albino features... Whoops. The poor dear doesn't deal with technology very often ( Read more... )

[First the video is focused on nothing too informative -- a torso, clad in white, with a hand tapping the screen. Stitches on the wrist.]

... Aha. ☆

So it does work!

[He flips the video up to his face, beaming and so friendly and don't mind that little glint of anger, there, it's gone now. He is so cheerful and unassuming, if a bit off.]I'm, ah ( Read more... )

O-oi! What the--this isn't--where...?

[Kotetsu is standing in the middle of a room that is very much not the car showroom in which he and Barnaby were just arguing about damage fines, and he looks ( Read more... )

[ The sky is a patchwork of three patterns. Beautiful and familiar red and gold. Blue with fluffy white clouds, bright and inviting. Deadly green shot with lightning ( Read more... )

[ It all starts with a tumble to the ground. Well, the video feed does, at least. Not much else is tumblin' aside from the golden curls which cascade down Benten's shoulders, and maybe Liam's dignity. The camera provides a bottoms-up view of an (intimate) couple seated upon a plush chair: a brunette with a lap full of blond, all slender limbs, ( Read more... )

( Injury, possible spoilers for Fullmetal Alchemist. )

I've been thinking.

[ Arthur's got his Forge on the table, hands behind his head, staring up at the ceiling of his rooms in Patrol Headquarters. But he lifts his head to look at the Forge, lifting an eyebrow as if to antipate the commentary some people might have regarding that statement alone. ]

I've been thinking about starting a little ( Read more... )