*BEEEEEEEEEP*

[OOC: You have reached Raiden's voice mail. Rosemary was the one who used to set up his voice mail, and now he is too emo to actually leave a message for callers. IC or OOC messages are good.]

I'm sure most of you are familiar with these kinds of things. How am I doing with Raiden? Are his dreams too goddamn crazy? More nightmares needed? Too nice? Too cold? Needs moar ninja ( Read more... )

Monsters have entered the city.

Is there anyone stranded in the storm? Stay in groups. Send us your location if you are alone.

We can pick you up.

( In his arms was a faceless child. )

[The voice over the network is low, firm, and tightly controlled to disguise any flicker of emotion in his tone, particularly when he enunciates her name.]

When and where is the last anyone has seen of Rose? I need all information on her that you have on hand.

My frequency is 141.80.

( K so your asian )

( A trip to the exotic pet shop )

I need information on Luke fon Fabre.

My frequency is 141.80.

( Like a scene from beauty and the beast )

*The screen flickers through the white noise, revealing Raiden performing a one-handed handstand on the railing of a rooftop. Apparently, after his conversation with Snake he must have hit the public broadcast button instead of the hang-up key. He lowers himself down to the hanging mode and shimmies across the railing around the roof perimeter. ( Read more... )