[The feed turns on to an audible sigh, one belonging to a young seventeen year old who is clearly unimpressed.]

Canada, huh... [ 'It seems like Lady Fortune strikes again, deciding to place me somewhere that is, well, quite ironic, to say the least. Not that I was expecting anything less. Give me a break.'Anyway, hey. I guess that my phone still ( Read more... )

Generosity. It's such a peculiar trait for humans to have. The need or desire to help others without expecting anything in return~ it truly is quite novel. Well, I suppose it makes the one giving feel good, so they do, in the end, get something out of it.

Today is a day you, Siren's Port, can receive something from I, Beatrice the Golden, whether ( Read more... )

[ at first, the only sound is a soft clatter, something small skidding against the ground. there's a thud, and a moment later, harsh, hysterical breathing. a shriek follows, hoarse and horrified ( Read more... )

[There's a rather familiar face greeting those of Siren's Port today. One with rather fly-away (yet rather amazing) hair, a splattering of freckles across his nose, and skin sort of carrot-y thanks to the orange space-suit he'd arrived in.

Oh, and. He doesn't really look pleased to be here, to say the least.]

Rrrrrrrrrright then! As those ( Read more... )

[The feed clicks to show death warmed over. Otherwise known as poor little Maya, currently cocooned in blankets in bed looking pale, snotty, red-nosed, shivery, and otherwise totally like crap. Someone's got a really bad flu. Her voice is small and scratchy when it comes out, too weak to even be a whine]

But I'm fiiiiine, Mr. Armando! I just need ( Read more... )

[ It's been a while since Yako last posted on the network, and there's a lot she could talk about: the nightmares, friends who have passed on, detective work, how glad she is to be back in her own body. Instead, she's holding up a pumpkin to the camera, looking a little too cheerful. ]You know, I've never carved one of these before. Halloween isn't ( Read more... )

[Pretend this is dated later in the day...

A quiet, dry chuckle.]

Hmm. I thought there was an air of finality last night... but in this place, who knows?

Would anyone care to start a betting pool as to whether our disturbed nights will continue, hm?

I've never celebrated Thanksgiving. I'm not from North America, after all, and even though the holiday isn't exclusive to this place, it's where it's most common. So, I have never observed this day take place. I wonder if the news will be full of stories for it. I like that.

[Her NV is propped up in front of her, as is common, but she goes from ( Read more... )

[God isn't one to mingle; Elisha has been making herself lonely. But after thoughts, and happenings, and a wish to emulate a certain other like her, she's sitting at home amidst her piles of pillows, and she types to the masses.]

I supposed I should go out into the sun again ( Read more... )

[When the screen turns on, it focuses on a ruffled looking teen, who looks like he's been through hell and back during the evening. He's wearing something similar to a school uniform and would look pretty normal if not for his slightly pointed ears and sharper than normal teeth which hinted at the fact that he wasn't completely human. In any case, ( Read more... )