[The feed turns on to reveal the enigmatic Shinigami, who hasn't been seen on the network for a while. He's in his office in Shibusen, Stein and Spirit in the background. Finally, he clears his throat and begins to speak.]Students and Allies of Shibusen ( Read more... )

Rise~ Rise, Rise, I have the list for you! For the medical programme.

There was Mister John Watson, Aeris and Heather. Heather would be a student and the other two would be teachers.

I think they were the only ones that responded. Anyone else?

Oh, and China said he wanted to help too! And Arashi Kishuu and Taiwan.

[The message is short for once, just a quick reminder before he and Kuroro leave for the mall to... confront their shadows. Actually, people with keen ears might still hear Shadow Kuroro's potty mouth in the background - which is real Kuroro listening to the ongoing audio feed of Shadow Kurapika repeatedly dunking Shadow Kuroro into a kiddie pool.] ( Read more... )

[The view shifts around wildly before eventually showing Edgar's face, which looks friendly and lighthearted, although the smile looks slightly forced, and he looks very tired and more than somewhat battered. His eyes briefly light up with an "Aha!" look before he starts speaking.]

Ah, I see, there's a little lense there...*ahem*Hello ( Read more... )

- so this is how you...?

[There is the sound of an officious throat-clearing.]

Well then. If anyone reasonable is out there, I want to hear more about this "war." Is it true that we can't go home until it's resolved?

And is the fog actually dangerous? I'm not about to take the word of a bunch of humans for it....

[There is a glowing eyed figure sitting in a rather comfy looking chair with a large American flag hanging in the background. The room is poorly lit, but other than that, the angle of the camera doesn't give many other clues as to where this post is being made from. ...wait. Whut? Is that America? What on earth is he wearing??? Is that...? Is that ( Read more... )

[Miranda's shadow sits alone in an abandoned building, wearing a black nineteenth century style dress: restrictive and without room for deviance. Her hair covers her face - until she looks up at the communicator and stares at it with black-rimmed yellow eyes ( Read more... )

[Heather's in her room, flopped on the bed. She tilts her head to regard the PDA that she has turned on a moment before. Her arms are tucked behind her head, resting the small of her neck on the palms of her hands. Its a relaxed position, and yet her careworn face still makes her look unaccountably edgy. Not so unaccountable perhaps, there is a ( Read more... )

Wow, it's really foggy today.

This fog kinda reminds me of my world...

[OOC: Back at his apartment (finally)! Badou managed to bring him back after a bout of lol crossdressing so uuuuuuuh yeah. Trying to get more active now a-ahahahaha. orz]

[Trying to figure out how this weird PDA thing works; he's switching back and forth from video to audio]

Did I teleport by accident?

...

[For a second, through audio, you can hear the sounds of running footsteps and then suddenly a loud THUD of a kid + wall.]

...o-ow, okay that's not going to work...

[Back to video, you can now see an image ( Read more... )