[It's short and bitter, just like Sasuke.]

How many of you have been to Sector 10? How many of you have forgotten it exists?

So. Man. I didn't think about it until now, but I realized tommorow's going to officially be my first full year in this place.

Feels--surreal. I mean, I guess you could say this place saved my life. It definately saved me from the zombies. Hell, it probably saved me from whatever shady bullshit the military would've done to me if I was a carrier of ( Read more... )

[Short, black hair; cavalier, almost friendly voice; between this and the IP encryption, no one would figure that this kid and Red X are the same person.]Hey, Port foreigners, I've been curious about doing some martial arts training, y'know, self-defense and the like, and I was wondering if anyone would either be willing to teach me, or point me ( Read more... )

...Cloud Strife is no longer in Siren's Port.

People celebrate the coming of summer far too early. [Though celebrating summer at all is heinous to him in general, so . . .] I fail to see what appeal it holds; what precisely is wrong with spring, if being outdoors is part of this appeal?

[The words themselves might be cranky, but his tone isn't for a change. It's more contemplative than ( Read more... )

[The video opens on Akito sitting atop a slightly rusty playground structure. There is a mostly untouched cup of sorbet in his right hand, which he uses to wave (as his other hand is holding the NV). Balanced on his lap is also a thin folder.]

Ah... Hello, Siren's Port! My name is Akito. I haven't really had a chance to meet very many people yet, ( Read more... )

[ The feed activates, a young woman staring into the camera eye with a frown. Who were those people questioning her? She recognized none of them, and so she'd opted to silently leave out the only apparent exit. Ixnay on the owerspay for the moment, walking right out. Siren's Port? ]

I don't recognize the surroundings...

[ Sakura pauses, ( Read more... )

So this still functions here?

[There's a tapping sound, someone inspecting his NV.]Strange. I am certain that I am no longer in the world I belonged in. I have no consciousness of what this "Canada" is-- unless some explorer happened to find this land while I was asleep. Your scientists are awfully alike, though. Pesky. Intolerable. I would have ( Read more... )

( cut for tl;dr and jello wrestling 8|;; )

I don't... I don't really...

[an intentional video, this time! or so it seems: there's a close-up shot of two big take-out boxes balanced in his right hand alone (which is the right color again, though there's a good number of scraps all over it), and when he speaks, Allen sounds... somewhat exhausted, but almost distressed, too. subtly, but it's ( Read more... )