[ Have a Kuja on your screen. He seems rather comfortbale sitting in a chair at a table in some sort of fancy establishment. Whether or not it's his is unknown. Ah yes, that usual chuckle is heard first before he turns to the screen with one finger to his lips. ]

Have you missed me, dear refugees? It has been some time since we've last spoke.

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[The video feed sparks to life when a hand reaches for the screen and accidentally pushes the butt of the hand against the ON button. A half-attempted groan can be heard over the static of the device being slightly dragged on cement.]

What is this?

[A shadow appears, looming over the device, stretching far. Judging by the distance, it fits with ( Read more... )

[The video flicks on and a young boy is standing somewhere in the center of Traverse town's first district. A little moogle is standing beside him looking irritated as Juudai fiddles with the communicator in his hand.]

You got it on, see that wasn't so hard, kupo!

Oh yeah...thanks Kupo-guy!

I'm a moogle! And don't grab anymore of our antenna, ( Read more... )

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[Oh dear. Not this guy again. But of course, he had to say something, didn't he. After all, he enjoyed knocking people around. And what is that on his face--oh dear is that blood--the comm is shaking a bit--is that a Moogle that's impaled on his--

Too late, the comm goes back to his face only.]I find it interesting, that after all this time, there ( Read more... )

[Hey, look at that! There's a lovely drawing scrawled on a wall somewhere! With... a combination of crayon and marker, it looks like. What is it, exactly? Well, uh. It looks like a planet being crushed by a giant flaming meteor with three silver-haired, black-clothed stick figures standing on said meteor. (Two of which look suspiciously like Loz ( Read more... )

[ What static is available at the time of the feed's start quickly recedes as a gloved hand tips the communicator just so, prompting the image to come into focus with nothing short of crystal clarity. Its owner is stationed at the forefront of said image, dark eyes catching the candlelight behind the device as she looks the camera, or rather beyond ( Read more... )

[Kadaj is in Traverse Town, and for the the first time since it's happened he finally shows himself. He looks like someone's odd idea of a ragdoll and he doesn't look too happy about it.]

Dead people are supposed to go away. Not mingle around. Just how am I supposed to kill them when I get bored?!

[A pause. He goes quiet for a long while, ( Read more... )

[ Prepare for some tl;dr by your local over-dramatic genome. He has some words of wisdom for everyone. So sit down, you're in for an earful on your device today. ]

With each passing minute that we sit and twiddle our thumbs, he crushes each world with a titan grip and leaves in his path nothing more than crumbs. Such trembling amount of power, it is ( Read more... )

So many new arrivals. Destruction does tend to come in waves. It won't stop. It just gets worse. [He smiles, speaking in a mockingly kind voice.] But don't worry too much. Your worlds were never yours to begin with. They belong to Mother, just like this place and every other place in the sky! [He spins around in front of the camera, laughing ( Read more... )