[It's early afternoon, and when Enma switches on the video, you can see the sand swirling about outside through the window behind him. He eyes the camera apprehensively for a moment before turning it to face a fair-sized box with DEATHBOX 360 written on it in familiar green lettering.]

So I, uh. Got this...thing.

[He sounds marginally more ( Read more... )

[The video feed clicks on and Enma is kneeling on the floor, rather still, in front of the communicator, holding up a piece of paper, though his gaze is directed towards the carpet.]


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[The communicator's video feed clicks on as Enma's cat knocks the thing off the couch as it bolts from the room, startled -- rightfully so, as the audio picks up the tail end of an angry, frustrated scream. Soon Enma's shoes appear on screen as he paces, and the sound of paper ripped can be heard before dozens of little bits of paper flutter down ( Read more... )

[The video feed clicks on as the video button is bumped by the corner of a cake box. Enma reaches over, frowning for a moment to push it out of the way before he sets the box down carefully on the desk ( Read more... )

[When the camera focuses on Enma's face, there's something different about him. He's sitting up a little straighter, and without the familiar slouch to his posture and the droop in his shoulders, he almost manages to look commanding despite his size. His eyes meet the camera directly with a cold, angry sort of stare]People come and go from this ( Read more... )

[With all these kidnapings lately, Rei probably should have been a bit more careful, but who honestly expected to be attacked in the shower of all things ( Read more... )

[the feed is turned on to a shot of an empty dresser drawer, but it's quickly swung away to face Enma instead. If you've been doing your DEMISE homework today, you might know what's coming next, but stay tuned! The camera slowly comes into focus, and after a moment one can easily tell that his expression is one part confusion, one part distress, ( Read more... )

Are you an idiot?

[Rhode’s voice, hissing, and the sound of coins being dropped and scraped around on a metal surface;]

Everyone knows that three twenty-fives and a thirty make ninety!

[What might be an exasperated sigh, then, flatly:]

Okay...

[Another hissing noise, more coins being dropped, and a typical ‘Rhode-is-so-over-this’ huff]

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[The sound of someone fumbling with the communicator before the video feed comes on. If you're paying attention, one might see someone's arms finish adjusting the communicator and quickly pulling away; otherwise, the only thing in the picture is a desk chair with a piece of paper taped to it with medical tape ( Read more... )

[The communicator sits at an angle, pointing partially at Enma, partially at a UFO catcher machine within the arcade (contents: piles and piles of stuffed lions). The machine blinks and beeps and Enma's expression is a stunning lack of the usual excitement or concentration that usually cameos on people's faces while playing games like these.]Was ( Read more... )