[As the feed turns on, there's a good view of a really pissed looking red eye. When the camera moves away a while, one can see that Laharl is stomping about the streets, sword in hand, slashing at anything that gets too close to him.]Alright, dipshits... whatever happened to my pudding cups, had BETTER get fixed! I don't know who was making them ( Read more... )

Alright, this has gone on long enough. I'm tired of having my powers limited, and I've got vassals to protect now. I'm gonna need a doctor or something to get this chip thing out. I warn you though, my skin is incredibly tough, so you may need to have some sort of experience with a sword. I'll lend mine to make the incision or whatever ( Read more... )

[As the video turns on, Laharl can be seen sitting on what looks to be an elaborately carved stone throne.]

Okay, I want to know who's been in my bed. I gotta say, it's really awkward waking up and smelling another demon. I want answers.

[The feed turns on with Laharl flopping back in his little makeshift nest of pillows and blankets - which have a decidedly more regal look to them - with a satisfied sigh. Littering the background are veritable mountains of empty pudding cups. What had been a bit of hoomesickness, has turned into one hell of a pudding-cup frenzy, followed by the ( Read more... )

[Laharl appears to be back in his room, looking more than a little annoyed.]

Well, I managed to figure out something about the person that made these attacks...

...they're a freaking coward of the worst kind.

[Locked to Nill and Maka.]Oy... Flon-er-Nill, Maka... there any food around here ( Read more... )

[There's a bit of static before there's any voice, it sounds kinda like a light breeze.]Nill, thanks for staying with me during my nap. For some reason, though, I couldn't manage to get too much sleep, and I slipped out last night while you were asleep. I have something I need to take care of, but I'll be back, don't worry. Just... don't try to ( Read more... )

Ugh.... is there anything to do around here!? [Sigh]

Oy, Maka... got any kind of food?

Oh, and swordman-guy... didn't catch your name... but I still want that match eventually.

[The feed starts with a bit of static before a yawn comes over it, followed by an exasperated groan ( Read more... )