[The audio function of Azula's NV turns on in a rather unusual way-- she steps on it, accidentally hitting the button to start recording]

... No. No. I know you're not really here, so just go AWAY!

[there's a thump and a clatter as something hits the wall, and her voice is clearly upset]

Shut up; don't you dare say those things about me. You ( Read more... )

It's funny how well you think you can know a person; how one day they are simply there, breathing, speaking, thriving, and gone the next -- reduced to nothing more than an image flickering in and out of view, barely a record. But perhaps that does not apply to our lovely city, does it? I have been told that death is not a permanent state of being ( Read more... )

( Gore and character death behind this cut, NC-17 )

WHUMP.

[That's the first sound you're greeted with when Big Boss's NV switches on. The camera is on, but the feed only records blackness, leading one to believe that the lens is pressed up against something dark or the device is malfunctioning altogether ( Read more... )

In sharp contrast to the general attitude of the natives, it astounds me how generous most of the like-minded "outsiders" have been. I have barely spent seventy-two hours in this city and already I have been given the necessary funds to provide me with food, clothing, and the commodities needed to survive within these slum apartments until my ( Read more... )

These computers are remarkable. I don’t take rumors very seriously, but I’ve heard that each device is unique; not one is exactly identical, so each of you have something one-of-a-kind and special. Quite the consolation prize for being snatched away and dropped here, no? I myself would settle for a large jar of homemade boysenberry jam, but I think ( Read more... )