[He sounds hoarse, like he just woke up. Or maybe a little worse than that.]

I'm here, um, if anyone...

[- cares, he means, but he doesn't finish the thought. There's some shifting of sheets, because he's in bed still, and he sniffles like he has a cold.]

...

Is the power out?

[He's at his factory loft, not the boarding house.]

[Someone’s fumbled the NV. There are flashes of sky, followed by the sound of the poor little machine hitting the ground, and then a nice blurry close up of grass.]

CRAP! I dropped it! Oh no! Please don’t be broken! That’s the last thing I need!

[A few dizzy seconds of blurred colors and fumbling noises later, and a teenage boy is looking ( Read more... )

['Sup, Portians? It's rewind Yosuke again. He's not having a panic attack this time, though. He's holding still, even. Sitting down like a normal human being, at a table. There's totally a book in front of him. Seriously. If you didn't know better, you might even assume he's ...studying? That can't be right, can it?]I know it's cutting the deadline ( Read more... )

[The voice is level, thoughtful, composed, and perhaps familiar.]To those who do not know me, my name is Miles Edgeworth. Until last...October, it seems, I had been a resident of this city, but - as happens to so many - I was returned home. I arrived back here earlier today. Though I've already spoken with some of my contacts regarding some of the ( Read more... )

[there's a rather pretty young woman on screen, looking maybe a little self-concious at making the address but smiling all the same]So er, hi. I'm new here. Arrived a couple days ago actually, been settling in at the tower block for new people. Figured I should get round to introducing myself ( Read more... )

Guys...

[Oh look, it's that scrawny new Yosuke that arrived a couple months ago. And he's making panic face. Everything is horrible! People are missing! Pay attention, someone, HELP! You get the idea. Panic face.]I can't find Nara Shikamaru! He didn't show up to training today so I thought he might be tired or sick or something, but then when I ( Read more... )

[To be honest, the Undertaker thought for certain that his basement, his beloved work, would be undisturbed during his trip back home. But upon his return, having once again plummeted to the ground in the baseball diamond at the break of morning, sounding his return with the cry of the siren. Once his quick return landed him at the familiar stoop ( Read more... )

[There’s the sound of someone humming a song; anyone could know it, especially if they’ve ever seen the movie from which it is from.]

Hm...hm...supercalifragilisticexpialidocious...hm...even though...hm...hm... no, wait, didn't I sing this the last time? I should try and get some moves like Jagger...

[During all this, anyone who is very sensitive ( Read more... )

[She sounds quite level.]So I've been asking around about that new game that debuted that makes people forget who they are and sticks them someplace new. You all know what I'm talking about? The horror game ( Read more... )

[The feed clicks to show death warmed over. Otherwise known as poor little Maya, currently cocooned in blankets in bed looking pale, snotty, red-nosed, shivery, and otherwise totally like crap. Someone's got a really bad flu. Her voice is small and scratchy when it comes out, too weak to even be a whine]

But I'm fiiiiine, Mr. Armando! I just need ( Read more... )