[October 13th, Morning, Video, 8th Post]

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[Video blips on to Kida looking almost brighter and more cheerful than you've seen him in a while! In fact, not since his first post on the network...

The background suggests he's in his apartment.]

Morning, to all of the dashing biutis in DC! I have good news for all of you, but I'll get that in a second.

I did introductions since the last batch came in, right? So you should all know my name is Kida Masaomi, and I like long walks in the rain and my favorite date activity you can do with your clothes on is karaoke!

What you also need to know is that as of RAITO NAO I am one hundred paasento A~VAIL~ABLE! That's right, to all of you sexy weapons out there, Kida is once again on the market for the paafekuto paatna. Apply within!

To Mustang-san, sorry, but you're going to have to find someone to fill my space until I have another weapon.

[And here the cheer dips just a bit, the smile is a little more genuine but not apparently sad.]

And to everyone who knew Celty, our favorite Dullahan has returned to that great blacktop in Ikebukuro. I think we can all agree that's for the best. I only weep knowing that I'll never find a more gorgeous ride even if I looked for a thousand years.

[Aaaand back to the MAX, pumping his fist]

But what's important now is to not lose stride! Celty would want it that way. So! Sekushi reidi weapons! CALL ME!

.003 Ghost || [Video]

[ghostofaqueen.livejournal.com]

[The picture shows Sarah sitting in the room that she has been assigned and staring at the camera. Her lips are pinched at the corners and her eyebrows have drawn together just enough to make her displeasure of the situation clear.

Still, she keeps her voice even, actually professional. It's clear she has had time giving speeches in a public setting, though she would be liking to stir rebellion than what she is going to ask.]

I am Sarah Kerrigan, and I have apparently been deemed by this world to be a Weapon. I require a meister skilled in the use of firearms and preferably of military background and mindset.

[She pauses, debating how to say this nicely and just decides to not bother.]

By firearms, I mean long-ranged high powered rifles, not little pansy handguns requiring close range and half a brain. I don't need some half-cocked retard with no anger management skills either. Someone with a steady hand and the ability to make good decisions in the heat of battle is what I need.

If anyone thinks they fit that description... [Her expressions seems to say 'highly doubtful' at this.] Then feel free to send me a message.

October 13, 2009 - Wednesday

[voyeur_moon]

[It warms the moon's rocky core to see people enjoying life and having fun with get-togethers and breaks and the occasional terribly embarrassing prank on the network, but hopefully no one will forget where they are. The enemy never rests, which means there are always open missions on the mission board. Don't take them lightly, because things can always go wrong on a mission if you're not careful, but for the ones who do succeed and come back triumphant, they're one less soul away from becoming death scythes and three-star meisters.

Of course, training is of the utmost importance, too. You can't jump right into a mission without undergoing training first. If you do, you will get hurt. Or lose limbs, even. But maybe that's not such a bad thing because Death City does have that guest-run mechanical arm shop...]

[Today's temperatures are 73/57F (23/14C).]


[Haaave you guys seen the latest modpost?]

Second Bullet; [Video]

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[The feed clicks on to See Havoc sitting up on his bed.]

I seem to have been sick for the past month...

[Have a embarrassed cough.]

Anyway. I'm all better now, so. Anyone willing to brief me in what I've missed?

[His characteristic grin was in place as he scratches the back of his head.]

For those of you who's arrived when I'm 'gone'... Nice to meet you! Name's Jean Havoc. I look forward in seeing you around!



[Filter to Roy Mustang]

Sorry for having kept my silence for so long, Sir. I've looked through the archives, and am caught up. Whatever you need me to do, I'll do it.

[He means it, Mustang. Can you say no to the earnest stare he's got directed to you? There was a pause, as if he was struggling with his next words.]

Apparently, I am a WEAPON, sir. A Carbine. I'll start looking for a partner so I can be of better use.

[again, another pause before he clicks off the device, suddenly unsure of what he can say.]



[Filter to Riza Hawkeye]

[Have a tired sigh here.]

Hey. Just in case he decides to keep me out of the loop, do you mind keeping me up to date? I know that I can still be of use.

015 ♥ Voice

[justsopretty.livejournal.com]

[Hums softly, thoughtfully.]

All those missions.

Well, how many are you are going?

08 ( video )

[wutaisrose.livejournal.com]

[The screen opens with the POP! of a mini-confetti blaster (this isn't even her room... it's Vincent's. And how did she even get it? Another mystery...) and Yuffie is grinning once all the colors finally flutter out of view to show behind her an entire flock of balloons floating along the ceiling and littering the floor.]

So, guess what? Today is a very special friend of mine's birthday! Yep! He's a bajillion years old, so instead of candles we're going with balloons. Those skull ones are kind of creepy, though... [She starts moving, leaving the room and going right across the hall and into her own room.]

( FILTERED FROM VINCENT )

If you want to give Vincent a card or a present, just look for the door with balloons tied to it in Casualty Communal, on the second floor. I'm gonna make him a card, too. Even if you just tell him "Happy Birthday!" he'll like it. So get out there and find the birthday boy!

[... did this just turn into another manhunt request?]

05 | video | ITP: dogs

[histrionicflair.livejournal.com]

[This is a video of a German Shepherd puppy, wagging its tail. It sits as soon as a gloved hand comes down to pet it on the head.]



[The camera goes back to Franziska who tries to summon all the authority and composure that she could muster. She clears her throat. (Also, filters are for the weak.)]



Miles Edgeworth, we are taking care of this dog.



[That should be all unless someone decides to ask more questions. She has prepared a lot of arguments in her head to defend her decision prosecute those that do not agree with her. The rest of this video is just her, staring at the camera while standing in the middle of the pet shop.

Please, little brother. Can we keep this puppy? Please? PLEAAAASE?]