[Komui comes onscreen in his room, grinning like a man who's had twelve cups of coffee and thought of the perfect joke. Those who know him very well may recognise some of the cheer is put on]

This is a message for any unattached  ladies or for any men interested in platonic companionship. If you haven't bid already it's time to splash your Vallors ( Read more... )

[At first, there's only darkness and a rumbling purr coming through the device, as Henry rolls across. She quickly uncovers the camera, but stays near enough any noises in the room can hardly be heard over her purring. However, if one listens closely, there's a cheery tune being whistled by the invisible occupant.

The camera shows Komui's messy room ( Read more... )

We have a situation. There is a man here who is willing and able to kill people with extraordinary powers in order to steal those powers. He claims to have a compulsion that he has no control over ( Read more... )

[Komui comes on screen, looking distinctly unimpressed. It's not too hard to see why: his nose is missing. He's been resourceful,  pulling a lock of hair down the centre of his forehead and tying it around the bridge of his glasses.]

Black Order, what are you missing?  Do we need crutches or medical intervention?

If anyone was wondering, the food ( Read more... )

A few years ago the Doctors ran a test, one they told us was a bit different from the rest. A few of us were going to have our hearts cut out while still alive, terminating us permanently. The Doctors gave us a week to panic, to make our goodbyes or to kill someone else in our places ( Read more... )

[Komui comes onscreen, looking slightly confused. Gone is the starved, broken man of a few days ago. This Komui is well-groomed, healthy and alert. He's also back in his uniform whites. He pushes his glasses up his nose. His fingers are covered in chemical stains and the scars of minor burns, but there's no sign that he'd ever had the horrific ( Read more... )

[Komui is lying on his bed, curled on his side, breathing shallowly. His eyes are glassy and his jaw slack. It takes him a few moments before he speaks and when he does his voice is slurred]

Doctor, please.

[He twitches, bringing his right arm into view. His hand has been acid-burnt deeply, the skin sloughed off of his fingers and tattered ( Read more... )

This is just a general little warning. There's going to be a few odd smells drifting out of suite 3. Don't panic and don't come breaking down my door, it's just the smell of Science. Sometimes science smells like rotting fish, but that just means the reactions are getting interesting. I'm going to be busy for the rest of the day.

[Filtered to ( Read more... )

Dear Facilitarians ( Read more... )

[Komui comes onscreen, looking haggard. He's sitting on the floor of a room filled with boxes.]

There's still three days left where the raiders could attack. We've got to be prepared.

I've gone through the stores we've got left.   We've got more than enough fod for everyone. What we don't eat by Saturday night we can bundle up to take back.  We've ( Read more... )