[So. Yosuke is actually legal to drink now. He hasn't drank anything for awhile, but it seems like a rite of passage. This means that he got stone cold drunk and now drunk dialing people -- occasionally misdialing -- to talk to them about whatever. He will forever deny that he is actually drunk, as well. In fact, he is fairly adamant that he is ( Read more... )

[This time, opening the video feed, Haruhi doesn't look incredibly excited, as before. Her eyes are still glimmering, but post-talent show and beach party, she's a little more pensive, and she sounds rather like a normal girl of her age.]Totally weird news about those students on the beach, huh? This whole island is a big closed circle, you know. ( Read more... )

[A soft, dull whisper directed itself into the receiver with a metallic tinge, scratchy as though tired and overused.]

Mason, we do enjoy our little games, don't we? I must say this particular tactic of yours does not quite speak with the same chicanery as our usual correspondence. Your people have shown a surprising amount of courtesy, though why ( Read more... )

[You see, this was meant to be a phone call to Trauma. However, with Jinx's amazing luck, she managed to hit the wrong button. So, instead of making a private call to her brother, she gets a public post.]

Hey, T. I need you to go to the store and buy me tampons.

...wait. No. I need the opposite of tampons. Those other things. Whatever they are.

Now.

[Sheila sits at her kitchen table, a cup of coffee and her day's sewing beside her. She's bought furniture with her earnings, and the table seems ancient but well-suited to the kitchen within her apartment in the Towers. It speaks of her ability to settle; Siren's Port is home now, as oddly screwed up as it is, and she's decided that she might do ( Read more... )

[This is a bit of a different sight. Dark hair and eyes, and instead of looking either curious or unsure, he looks outright dejected. He's clearly sitting at a table, with his arms folded on top of it and his chin resting on them. He may or may not have just woken up; it's hard to tell.]Doesn't seem to matter where you are; most people just can' ( Read more... )

[A familiar cowboy hat comes into view on this feed, followed by a familiar figure, that of the rugged Jake Marshall with a stupidly broad grin on his face; even at the angle he's propped the NV up, with his feet on his table, it's obvious he's happy about something.] You folks wanna know somethin'? [He tips his hat up with two fingers, swirling ( Read more... )

[The audio feed turns on mid-word.]

-ean "your kind"?! D'you want your bitch ass fried? I'll carve my road into your body--! [There is the sound of a crash, then more swearing, then a door slams shut.] Fuck!

...

Is this shitty thing seriously re--

[Click.]

[A few minutes later, a video feed comes on, showing Akito. He is obviously somewhere very, very ( Read more... )

[ The feed clicks on to a tired-looking Ella in her living room back home. She's sitting in front of the fireplace, scrubbing at the hearth with a great amount of determination. She sits back, slightly sooty, and sighs ( Read more... )

[The feed kicks on to show Hades looking more nonplussed about the situation than anything else, a hand on his head, the flames licking around his fingers.] Well this is new--should've asked the Fates about this one. I gotta say, I didn't expect this to be at the bottom of the river. Not that I make a habit of going swimming or anything--I'm ( Read more... )