[Despite the time of day, when the video feed clicks on, the feed... is filled with stars. Of course, they're not real. Those familiar with the concept might realise that the video feed is focused on the ceiling of the planetarium. In the background, there is faint noise from other people and the soft drone of a voice detailing the stars themselves ( Read more... )

[The news about Shinji's death was a shock to the system, and it had taken a while for him to compose himself enough to speak on the network. The last few weeks had been stressful enough with Shinji's reactions to Yaha's death and right now, he simply needed out. Even if it was just for a little while ( Read more... )

[Despite the fact that this is a voice post, while listening to it, the sound of static may be noticed. Nothing more than brief bursts. Occasionally, in the background, distorted voices break in. It's as if while broadcasting, Kimihiko is flicking between channels. But that doesn't sound like TV that he's watching. There's too much disorder, no ( Read more... )

[There's music in the background again, a soft, echoing pulse that might invoke an odd feeling or two in people. Nothing noticeable, nothing large, just a relaxing sensation. It's pleasant, if too faint to be of any major effect. At the most, a slight rush of happiness and feeling of peace. At the least, you might feel nothing. It all depends on ( Read more... )

[The feed clicks on inside the spacious and tastefully (re)decorated apartment. Shinji's face is close to the camera, the twisted smirk, lack of glasses, and smoldering cigarette between his lips making his identity obvious. This is the first time he's spoken to the network so blatantly since the torture that led to his death a month ago. There's ( Read more... )

In death, all are united.

A poet once wrote that the greatest wonder was that man should fear death, which will claim all in the end. Death alone makes no judgement upon us. Old or young, male or female, gay, straight, incestuous... murderers, criminals, heroes and saints... nothing of what you are will matter when that time comes.

It is the only ( Read more... )

[Kimihiko sounds thoughtful. A little tired, perhaps, but not much. More curious ( Read more... )

[The faint strains of music can be heard in the background. Kimihiko's voice is casual and relaxed. He's not used to speaking to a bunch of people at once, but hey. He's not shy.]

The technology here is better than I expected. If this is the future, then they have some pretty good developments.

[Exchange for exchange. A light dropping of information ( Read more... )