[Unlike most of Fran's broadcasts, it looks pretty normal today. That stupid bubble is gone, and he's just sitting on a couch, a bottle of...something next to him. However, he looks a bit pleased shoving bunny-shaped chocolates in his mouth, not even taking time to chew each one. Eventually, his mouth is unoccupied enough to be able to speak.]

If ( Read more... )

[Fran's been fairly absent from the network this week. The reason he's giving is that he's been cleaning the mansion (the animus so kindly trashing every single room when they arrived), which is partially true, but Bel's disappearance is another factor.]

[Not that he looks really all that upset. That eternally flat and dour expression still is stuck ( Read more... )

[Hey, what's this. Fran's actually home at the Devil's Nest today. Call the press.]

[He's sitting on his bed, tossing a ball against the wall over and over again. A purple scarf is carelessly thrown on the floor, sitting next to a box of what looks like some food and a bottle or two.]

I wonder who won.

...How do they decide the winners, anyway? Were ( Read more... )

How come we celebrate New Year's if different timelines are smashed together here and therefore aren't linear?

Unless it's another excuse to party.

And is time even passing?...

[The PCD, apparently leaning against a wall, clicks on. It reveals Fran sitting in a corner of Unohana's clinic, his eyes squinted as much as possible without being closed, and his frog hat being used as a back rest. Sunlight fills the entire room.]

Leave it to the animus to give me my sight back on the brightest day of the year. This room is a poor ( Read more... )