[There is a scrawny blonde boy sitting in the food court... His face and hair are clean enough, but his sweater is ratty and bloodstained. He has a hat in which he is silently begging for money to be placed. He's used to begging for what he needs, has never been expected to work, but he has suddenly remembered his NV. The pink crystal orb that will ( Read more... )

[Zoro's unhappy mug appears with one thing to ask.]

Who around here likes flowers?

[And that's it. There is motive behind it, naturally, but nothing that makes itself known before he turns the video off.]

[The wave comes through revealing a pale looking man, perhaps a little bit paler than should be healthy in fact. Simon is still feeling some lingering effects of being yanked into Siren's Port and hasn't had much time to settle after being rushed from the Darkness outside to the safety of the nearest building. There's a window in the background ( Read more... )

[Good evening, Siren’s Port! This particular video broadcast is bringing you something brown and awkward poking at the screen, which quickly resolves to the other end of what looks like a stick. Chuck is on the other end of it, poking it with a stick from the couch (yes, the couch in HIS apartment). He pulls it back and leans it against the couch ( Read more... )

[Filtered to Gabriel]

Hello, brother.

[This smile is misleading.] The next time someone tries to stand up to me on your behalf, I'll send them back to you in pieces. And if I see you, I will rip you apart so your whore can deal with two helpless children.

Tell Chuck I say hi.

[/FILTER]

[And everyone else gets to see Lucifer, happy, lounging ( Read more... )

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I'm certain many of you heard of the incident on Hampton Wilkes Farm. [His manner is grave.] It was shocking, and it serves as a potent reminder of just how much work we have to do even in the wake of our favorable verdict ( Read more... )

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