[Kronk managed to get most of his initial, fumbly confusion out of the way before he touched the button to turn on his communicator. He squints at the screen as if he expects to see someone peeking back at him.]So you guys were asked to come out here, too? Spooky. It's kinda mysterious how we all got these invitations to come out here to a big ( Read more... )

[Sinbad looks very...bored as he clicks the feed on.  He has his chin propped up on his elbow on his desk and he's picking at his teeth with a toothpick.  Classy?  Oh, you know it.  Spike can be seen jumping around in the background, which only causes Sinbad to go offscreen a moment to reach under the desk and toss a bone in the canine's direction ( Read more... )

[Ho hum, if it isn’t another video broadcast coming on ( Read more... )

[Jane runs out of the art building, panicked and terrified. Why did she have to choose today of all days to work on her memorial? Why?! And all by herself ( Read more... )

[ The audio crackles when the trilling of a small monkey echoes through the feeds. Then, it falls onto the hard wood of a desk. On the other side, a dark woman holds a candle to the walls, chasing out the shadows that lingered there. Barely audible from the other side of the room, she yells. ]

Être ankò, démons de lonbraj! Pa janm tounen!

[ Although ( Read more... )

[It took awhile for Dark Leonardo to figure out how to make this work. He’s more used to devices that almost operate themselves. But he’s got it transmitting now, he thinks. The blue turtle frowns at the communicator at least his one yellow eye is frowning. His red and navy electronic eye is emotionless and unmoved.]They call me Dark Leonardo, and ( Read more... )