[You have never seen Cheetor looking this solemn. He's sitting in front of the camera, looking oddly composed, but pale and weary. Whatever hints of age he had on his face before have multiplied--he now looks about ten years older, and he seems hardened ( Read more... )

Canada? We lost to Canada?!

Come on!

[Well, look who it is! Cheetor is sitting on the couch in the Autobase with the puppy from his previous post resting its head on his leg, its eyes shut. Though it's wearing a cone around its head, its tail is wagging slowly--probably because Metabee is on the other side of it, scratching it on the withers. There's a little dog crate over in the ( Read more... )

[When the feed turns on, the camera is obviously going through the Autobase at a very fast clip. There's a yowling noise in the background getting closer, before the camera turns and faces Cheetor, who is still walking. To say that he looks mad is like saying that going over Niagara Falls in a barrel could get the hems of your trousers wet. And oh ( Read more... )

[Cheetor abruptly drops a box in front of the camera--it's been opened, and the flaps flail about weakly for a second after the impact. He stares at the camera, very pointedly puts on a pair of rubber gloves, opens the box, and pulls out a horrid, hardened mess of pink, red, and white something, with bits of construction paper sticking out of it. ( Read more... )

[The broadcast is labeled as video, but so far, only the audio is distinguishable. There is video, but all you can see is just straight-up blackness, and there’s a rustling that’s back behind the sound of the two speakers. It’s as if this is being broadcast from, oh, the pocket of somebody who’s prone to fidgeting around in office settings and ( Read more... )

[Cheetor fiddles with the camera for a second, sees that it's recording, and flashes the camera a big grin. He starts talking as he steps back to get completely in the frame.]

So, I watched Mog's post again, about those guys dancing, and I thought it looked cool. So, here's what I've been doing.

( [OOC cut for some of the moves he's busting.] )

[Cheetor's standing in the living room of what's presumably the Autobase--his cheeks and nose are red like he's just come in from the cold, and he has a smile on his face. In the background is a pretty substantially sized pine tree, right in the thick of everything. Metabee is also there, looking very enthusiastic as he opens packages of ( Read more... )

[Cheetor's sitting on some boxes in a sterile, undecorated room that's different from his usual sterile, undecorated room.]Okay, even if it was only about four boxes, that was still a pain to carry here. Now I see why you guys have the moving companies here, except it wouldn't have made too much sense to hire them for just what I have. Now I just ( Read more... )

Well, that was... I guess they need me here more, now.

I'm back, everybody. Anybody care to share how long I've been gone? What'd I miss?