[The video cuts to a tall man in midnight blue armor. Though his expression is hidden by the helm, his stance makes it clear. He is not pleased. At all.]

And to think, the conflict of the gods was supposed to end...

[Golbez reaches over, clasping a hand around the device. He says nothing for several moments, merely watching the thing as if awaiting a ( Read more... )

[ooc: backdated to after the events of helping out terra.]

[The feed clicks on to Micaiah's room, and after a second or two, her hand. She audiably starts to say something, but stops. She just can't come up with the right words to say about what happened in the battle, and it's been plaguing on her mind, so it's a hopeless cause either way. After ( Read more... )

[Usually Hope has the decency and the actual wits about him to filter his post on the crystal, but this time it's not happening. His voice comes on and it's clearly strained, as if he's hurting beyond words.]

I haven't seen Light since before the battle.

[There's a pause, like he's choosing what to say next, his breathing uneasy and staggered. ( Read more... )

...okay, so I'm no cat or anything, but the curiosity's already killing me ( Read more... )

[This writing may be familiar to some people:]

Once more, Cosmos, Chaos? Very well, I shall participate again, but not for your sakes.

Are all the young ones still well? [She's speaking to all of you there, regardless of alignment, or if she knows you or not.]

Wow, a lot of you are so ugly and hostile it's a wonder how you manage to fit together as a team.

What's your damage?

[Naoto can be seen wandering around, the landscape looking much like that of the Planet's Core. She's obviously in thought, and has the crystal in hand to speak to both factions with ease. Something's been bothering her lately. The detective looks around, eyes cautious, and then sighs as she finally puts words to the thoughts she's been having ( Read more... )

How lovely, my end had a start.

[Slowly, but surely, the voice was accompanied by an image which, then, merged into a video. The creature, who held the crystal ball with her hair, was most certainly amused and seemed bizarrely calm, despite being thrown into an unfamiliar environment. Though, it probably helped that her homeland wasn't exactly the ( Read more... )

So it starts again ( Read more... )

[When Locke's face materializes into view, the expression on his face is one of mingled perplexity and concentration--brow furrowed accordingly--and then it seems to soften a bit, an eyebrow cocked as he peers into the crystal.]

Hello...? Can we...actually speak through these things?

[A close-up of a hand wrapped in a tattered brown fingerless ( Read more... )