[There’s the sound of someone humming a song; anyone could know it, especially if they’ve ever seen the movie from which it is from.]

Hm...hm...supercalifragilisticexpialidocious...hm...even though...hm...hm... no, wait, didn't I sing this the last time? I should try and get some moves like Jagger...

[During all this, anyone who is very sensitive ( Read more... )

[The video comes to life and Balthazar is sprawled out in a plush velvet red chair. His arms are draped on the rests and his legs are spread rather luxuriously. In the one hand, there is a flute of champagne.]

Someone’s seen fit to give me a second vacation. Not bad timing, the first one was starting to go to hell.

[He takes a long sip of his ( Read more... )

[Ciel's sitting, like he always is, this time in a fancy chair in the sitting room. There's a small glass of wine in hand as he speaks.]Tomorrow is All Hallow's Eve, as I'm certain everyone is more than well aware, and while most will be 'Trick or Treating', many are unaware of the origins of the tradition. Souling is what the current day practice ( Read more... )

[The sound of paper being folded is audible; he wears his NV on his wrist, so there's no mistaking it. He's putting a letter back in its envelope.]Nowadays I know more dead people than living ones. Gonna have to buy myself a house if people keep bequeathing their stuff to me. You all might wanna think about that before you keep disappearing, huh ( Read more... )

[As much as this is a difficult post to make, Re-l's voice is firm and unwavering in its delivery throughout, as though the news doesn't affect her any more than the other gruesome things that occur every day.]Miles Edgeworth has disappeared from Siren's Port. He didn't call into work on Sunday and his NV has stopped working as of Monday morning. A ( Read more... )

[Oh, look. Here's Crowley again, filling up the network with his swag self. He's inside -- but where, you'll never know. and he's swilling around a class of scotch in his right gloved hand.]

Halloween approaches.

I take it you all do something ridiculous for the occasion.

[He hates that holiday like he hates God. Sigh.]

( [Filtered to Sam Winchester // Private // Unhackable] )

Some scallywags mighten accuse me o' likin' th' sound o' me owns voice. Thar they may be right. 'tis rude indeed that I be yet ta introduce meself properly, don't ye reckon? One soul that went t'Davy Jones be hardly a proper 'Ahoy.'

Me name be Sylar. Ye may 'ave heard o' me. If ye haven't, 'tis only a matter o' time.

[I couldn't resist. Sylar has ( Read more... )

[His last words to Eric on the day he let true death take him are ringing in his ears, and he feels lost. A hole that has never been filled seems gaping now. But he remains still, a stillness that is unnatural and steeped in age.]

I should introduce myself. I am Godric. [He pauses. What else is there to say? Godric lifts his chin. There is a lot. ( Read more... )

[There's something slightly off about Jack when he comes on camera. It's not his expression, though that's a little odd-- his face is pale, his mouth tight. And it's not his clothes, though they're odd too-- dirty and rumpled, as if he hasn't changed them in a while.]

I-- hi. Yeah. I just figured-- look, don't make a big fuckin' deal outta it, okay ( Read more... )

I've had calls all morning about whether or not there will be some sort of police presence down by the diamond because of what happened to Himawari. The answer is yes, obviously, though I'm not sure what good it will do now. I'm sorry about what happened to her. It's not right and steps should have been taken to guarantee the safety of the greeters ( Read more... )