The snowglobe things didn't stay around that long, but it was really nice to get to see a little bit of home! I didn't think they would melt like that, though. It was sort of surprising... I wish I could have kept it a little bit longer. I'm really curious what all the rest of them looked like, though! What was in everybody's world?

[A pause, and ( Read more... )

[The video starts out showing a lot of fucking pies. No, seriously -- they are stacked at least four deep, of all sorts of varieties, on a kitchen counter. Past that, there are at least four dozen cookies, scattered around the kitchen in various piles, but some of them seem to be suspiciously angel-shaped. And by 'angel shaped', we mean 'they were ( Read more... )

[Iroh is kneeling by a table, with a cup of steaming hot tea beside him. His expression is calm, but kindly, he appears well rested enough, and is wearing a set of clothing similar to what he had worn in the fire nation ( Read more... )

♪ -- for me... I've been an awful good girl, Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight... ♪

[The NV seems to have turned on halfway through Santana going through her room in the starter apartments, packing up what she's accumulated. There's a stack of CDs on her dresser that she definitely just spent a chunk of her first check on, and a ( Read more... )

[The NV isn't showing much of anything, because it's in Crowley's coat pocket, though you can definitely hear some muffled cursing. It isn't in English, and it's actually quite offensive, if anyone knows Latin, but don't worry, it probably isn't directed at you. A scraping of a gate, a thrown aside trash can, and it sounds as if Crowley is walking ( Read more... )

[ 'sup, siren's port. there is a tiny antichrist all up in your screens. he's bundled up in a jacket and raincoat, but he still looks a little damp and breathless, face cold-stung, as he beams into the nv. ]

Christmas is less than a month away, now! [ barely less, but whatevs, every microsecond counts. ] I was thinkin' I don't know a bunch of ( Read more... )

[Santana is sitting in a shop somewhere, wearing sunglasses, and looking... well, as she usually does. Which is arrogantly classy.]

So -- these cheerleading tryouts.

[She removes her sunglasses to fold them neatly, looking into the camera.]

I was the head of my cheerleading squad [until Quinn kicked her from her pedestal but no one needs to ( Read more... )

[Santana actually looks quite calm.

That's because she's already been given the talk. That one. The one where this is a brand new world and you're stuck here and look, here's some starter apartments, please don't try to slash me in the face on your way out -- that talk ( Read more... )

[The camera turns on to a nice flat, with a large bookshelf, a fine liquor cabinet, and a nice couch and set of chairs. There are stacks of books on the coffee table, along with a variety of notes, and a blanket on the couch that looks slightly rumpled. It’s something of a normal scene -- if you ignore the pointless bitching in the corner, anyway, ( Read more... )

[At first, it might look like someone's NV has turned on accidentally, as the camera bobs gently over the darkened streets - it's already after sirens, although there's nothing actively lurking just now. The angle suggests that whoever's holding it is flying or floating rather than walking, and the fact that there's no sound of footsteps backs the ( Read more... )