[Matthew just...looks quietly at the faciliberry. He's looking at the screen, rather than the camera, so that he can see his own face.

And he looks incredibly confused.]

...Uh. I've been...just sitting here, in this room all day, and I was just wondering if someone could maybe...explain to me where I am? And...maybe some other things? If...well. ( Read more... )

[When the feed starts, the facility is greeted with a rare sight - Bucky is sitting on the edge of a bottom bunk, not wearing a shirt, and he also seems to be missing his metal prosthetic. If you look closely, you can see it laying on the sheet behind him. His left arm is barely a stump, covered in old burn scarring, and he seems to be or have been ( Read more... )

Okay--

--I'm drunk an'

Whatever fuck all of you because what even with this week ( Read more... )

((OOC: Backdated to Tuesday early morning for plot reasons, which was when I intended to come back, whoops. Sorry.))

[There's a clatter as the video clicks on. A troll girl with a gold collar is in one of the bathrooms, standing over a sink and coughing violently. Hard liquor was not what she expected to come out of the faucet. Not at all. She ( Read more... )

Jade! JAAAAAAAAAAADE! I'm sorry I bit you...

and pulled your hair...

and punched you in the face. [Among other things...]Eridan, can we do something fun later? And do you have any normal water? And where is Friska and Gamzee and Fefurry and everyone else and Mr. Doctor and OH! JACK! Are we still ( Read more... )

[It's surprising that there hasn't been a dreamcast earlier, considering he's been avoiding everyone this week, but the feed opens, hazy at first, but the broadcast becomes sharp. Almost too detailed - as if this is something far too recurring.]

( Cut for TL;DR )

The dream started out with static before fading into a clearer picture. The whole thing was jittery and shaky, with small pops of static here and there, like an old VHS reel.

The dream was in the perspective of Doc Scratch, whose eyes acted as the "camera" looking out over a desert. There were endless sands stretching out to the horizon. The sun was ( Read more... )

All you trolls better fuckin' listen up. I'm the fuckin' leader now and none of you'd better do anythin' too stupid when I'm in charge or you'll fuckin' regret it.

You've all gotta fuckin' know these places are dangerous by now so don't fuckin' do anythin' alone. Everyone's gotta have someone they can stay with. And that fuckin' includes you ( Read more... )

( cut for trolltext )

...Hey, Fef. I've gotta talk to you. It's fuckin' important.

[there's a very long, dramatic pause here before he finally continues.]

You too, Sol. I guess.

Everyone else better be doin' okay and not bein' too fuckin' retarded while I'm gone. I'm not gonna be the leader of a whole bunch of fuckin' idiots.