[Impmon is lying on the ground, panting from using the last of his strength to turn on the video. There's something decidedly off about the little Digimon besides the fact he looks like he's been beaten to hell and back again. His entire body fuzzes out, like an old TV showing black and white snow instead of a picture. Then it reforms itself, his ( Read more... )

These injuries reopening seems to be widespread. Those experiencing this should head to the clinic if they can. Those who are unaffected should try and assist those who might have a hard tie moving. However, until we figure out if this is contagious in anyway, please take the precautions of gloves and a masks when dealing with those effected ( Read more... )

[It's a normal enough day around the Underworld, right? Annabeth's been working at the guardhouse, though, and the video feed comes on as she grabs her tablet to leave. It catches a rather nice shot as she opens the door of a rather large group of spiders on the ground in front of her and several more on the door which she slams shut after she ( Read more... )

[There's a flash of white light and then... it becomes clear the owner is not in Tartarus at all. Instead Junpei is tucked into a hospital bed, a red-haired girl in a white lolita dress outfit is holding his hand as he wakes up.]

I'm so happy you're awake...

[Junpei sits up and, oddly enough, he's in his full school uniform as the bedsheets are ( Read more... )

[Cue Christine attempting to hold her bathroom door shut with one hand while holding her pad in the other. From the crack in the door one can make out a hint of something extremely furry ( Read more... )

[Annabeth is back at the guard house, trying not to look frustrated. It isn't working very well. At least she manages to keep her tone mostly civil when she starts speaking. She really hates this place. Especially when it starts screwing with her projects. Maybe she should just go back to architecture. It mostly left her alone, then.]This ( Read more... )

[When the feed cuts on, Thomas is on the move, the buildings of the residential area fading into the stalls of the market even as he speaks.]

Morning. [There's nothing good about mornings except coffee, okay.] And Happy New Year, Underworld. We got a new cemetery. [He pans the device so you can see through the buildings down a street.] I can't see ( Read more... )

Okay, so snow in a cave is a little confusing. Guess I shouldn't really be whining, though. At least not until the snow melts into lava or something. [Because really, she wouldn't put it past this place.]

I've never heard of having any kind of weather in the Underworld, though. Weird.

[She shakes her head. She had a question at one point but ( Read more... )

[Okay so maybe it was stupid to head out to the guard house, but hey. She had some things that needed doing. And she hadn't run into any raptors, which was weird, but nice. But, of course, the luck could only last for so long, but she manages to creep her way out of the building and after several empty streets Annabeth starts breathing a little ( Read more... )

[Back from the dead isn't the relief Christine thought it would be, and she can't do much more then stare at the tablet trying to figure out what to say.]

Len... Doctor McCoy is gone...

[She can't think of anything to add, so she just leaves it at that.]