[ Hello, Port! You are currently enjoying the view of a sleek silver Mercedes Benz. Isn't that nice. Things are going well for our Mercedes, right up until a brick falls in through the top of the frame and smashes into its windshield. Ouch.

There's a grim, satisfied sort of heh, and then of its own accord, the brick picks itself up and smashes ( Read more... )

[As much as this is a difficult post to make, Re-l's voice is firm and unwavering in its delivery throughout, as though the news doesn't affect her any more than the other gruesome things that occur every day.]Miles Edgeworth has disappeared from Siren's Port. He didn't call into work on Sunday and his NV has stopped working as of Monday morning. A ( Read more... )

You know, I've actually gotten to like this place ( Read more... )

[ The feed clicks on to darkness, even though it's the middle of the day. Then there's a click as the light suddenly turns on. A swinging rope to a ceiling light up above, as well as the mess of clothing behind indicates that Vriska is in a closet. Yep. And she's soaking wet and wearing a large, equally wet t-shirt as a make-shift swimsuit ( Read more... )

One really cool thing about this stadium is the way it changes... would you believe that it's a football field, then they swap it right out to a hockey rink in under an hour while there's a concert going on, and no one's even got to leave their seats? It's total convertible! The grass slides away, the ice slides on, by the time the zamboni cruised ( Read more... )

I don't know about some worlds, but I didn't think promotions happened because some criminals just decided to kill themselves.

[She sounds vaguely annoyed but she really doesn't have the energy to feel upset any longer.]It's one big joke around the office. "Oh, the Batman's dead and the Joker's gone and offed himself. You should get a promotion, ( Read more... )

[Kadaj is sat on the floor, with a blond head resting on his lap. It's Liquid- and Liquid is lying very, very still. The Remnant isn't looking at the camera, and his expression is twisted with pain and anger and a strange kind of calm, like a bomb about to explode.]

Liquid died. I told him he would be next, but he said he wouldn't. He promised he ( Read more... )

[When the voice feed starts, it sounds as if the muttering could be someone musing to themselves. An accidental recording, perhaps? But as it rambles on and on and on, it becomes clear that there is some sort of purpose to it, anyway.]

When a man finds himself midway to being marooned, it is both customary per the will and reason and otherwise wis ( Read more... )

[It takes a few tries, but eventually the feed comes on to show a single bright green eye. It blinks, clearly surprised, then the camera pulls back to reveal his whole face.]

Hah! There ya go. I knew I could figure out how this thing works. [He then takes a deep breath, and then--]

OOOIIIIIII. ANYONE SEEN A BUNCHA GUYS WEARIN' WHITE AND BLUE?! WE'RE ( Read more... )

[The NV clicks on with a clatter, vision whirling as it skitters across the floor to land against a wall. Something just too fast to see speeds past. It leaves a harsh sonic-y sound behind it ( Read more... )