Jan. 10th; Late evening.

[wiredgod.livejournal.com]

HELLOOOO FRESH MEAT OF DEATH CITY!

[The girl on the screen tosses her head back in a bright laugh, a grin set firmly in place. Some of you might have recognized her as the timid girl greeting people in the Kishin Chamber except she is decidedly less timid. In fact, you might go as far as to say it's like a completely different person...

Bold shifts forward, giving a little wave]

Bold here to give you a little introduction to the new arrivals. As I said, my name's Bold-- some of you might think I look familiar. If the person you're thinking of was shy and polite, that person was completely not me, but we do share a body. And we're both geniuses, especially with computers and other machines. So if you've got any trouble with them, you can always give us a call and we can probably fix it pretty quick.

Anyways, the girl you probably met was Lain. She's the actual nice, helpful one. I'm one of her other personalities. We share a body but we switch out control pretty often. But it's totally easy to tell the difference between us. We're completely different, right down to our voices.

[Bold pauses then, thinking that over] Anyways, we're not 'sick' or 'crazy' and we don't need help, and if you think otherwise then fuc--

[From the other room a man's voice, stern and strong, shouts, "BOLD!" making the girl jump and interrupting her mid-curse. Bold looks only mildly shamed, more annoyed] I wasn't gonna actually say it! I was gonna say--

...Uh, something else! [A quiet huff and she turns back to the video] That was our meister, Neji. Lain and I are a weapon, we turn into a little pocketable computer.

If you have any questions, Lain'll be happy to answer them, because I can't be bothered! [She gives a cheeky wink and turns the communicator off]

thirty-eight ► video ► january 10th; afternoon

[soulparadox.livejournal.com]

Roy Mustang is having a birthday this month.

We are throwing a party for him.

This is neither negotiable nor a suggestion.

filter ; tassadar

May I speak to you?

track 005 || Video || Jan. 10 || Recruitment

[bass-instincts.livejournal.com]

[Shin looks completely sober for the first time in a while! He's still got a cigarette handing from his lip though. At least it's not interfering much as he addresses the mirror with a Swedish accent.]
Evening, Death City, and welcome, everyone new.

If you've got skills on a drum or guitar, forget about all of those people trying to get you to join the different organizations that want to to fight. We need you for our band. So far we have the lovely Envy Adams on vocals, Youske'll be on guitar soon enough, and I'm on bass. My name's Shinichi Okasaki, but everyone just calls me Shin.

Let me know if you're interested. That goes for both new arrivals and people who've been here a while. I'll also attach the video feed of us live, if you want to get a feel for what we're playing.

||Video||

first dance | video | january 10th - afternoon.

[runawaysnow.livejournal.com]

[There is a very solemn looking woman staring calmly at the device, though inside she is anything but calm. How could she have been brought to this place?! Just after returning to a somewhat normal life as well! She had many other things that required her attention at home at the moment; she didn’t have time to save another world. Inner turmoil or no, she’d listened quietly to what the man on the screen had told her, refusing to give him the pleasure of her anger. She'd also listened very calmly to the tour she was given, talking to no one and keeping to herself.

Now that she was (somewhat) alone, the corner of her lips tightened. Anyone who knew her well would recognize the signs of strain in her eyes and her expression. Kuchiki Rukia was doing her best to remain calm, in light of the situation. She was doing her best not to lose her temper.]

My name is Kuchiki Rukia, of the .. [Here, she pauses. Is she currently a member of her squad? That was never confirmed after her release from prison.] Soul Society. I’ve been brought here unexpectedly against my will.

If any of the following words mean anything to you, please contact me immediately: “Gotei 13”, “zanpakutou”, “kidou”, “reiatsu” or “Chappy”. [The last word is said with utmost seriousness.]

… Thank you.

1 - video, jan. 10 - fresh roadkill

[forhispeople.livejournal.com]

[The feed comes on to a city street. Some kind of roadkill is lying beneath crates in the alley near the Cabaret Club Chupa♥Cabra. Whatever it was, it's furry, with a long black tail tied with a distinctive white ribbon, and-- oh wait-- is that critter still moving? Ew.]

Rrrrrr..........hargh.

[Well, whatever it is, it sounds like it's in its death throes. Hope somebody cleans it up.]

Haahh.

[A sword-callused human hand creeps into the frame, reaching for the camera. Said hand is attached to a bare arm. Ah, now you can see that there's a human body attached here somehow! There's a black ripped shirt on its body with a Mandarin collar.]

Hhhhgn.....

[Must be a tough hostess club! Anyway, Death City, looks like you are now +1 hypoglycemic prince. Open to action in multiple threads, feel free to come mess with him/rescue him.]

[video] January 10th, afternoon

[bymypower.livejournal.com]

[Green hair and purple eyes peer closely at the feed along with a set of strangely artificial ears. A young male voice sounds through, seemingly speaking to himself at first]

I've been told this mirror functions as a communication device. How fascinating. The technology on this planet appears to be quite different from our own. It's always intriguing to learn how underdeveloped civilizations grow and gradually create their own technology, taking unique paths in history and scientific advancements that differ from our own.. Very intriguing, indeed.

[He rubs at his chin a moment, obviously still very curious, but draws back a bit. Have a modified military salute instead- palm up, posture straight and practiced]

I am Faize Sheifa Beleth of Eldar, and if any of my fellow Eldarians have found themselves here as well, please, it is imperative that I speak with them.

[Faize nods, then lowers his hand a fraction to shade his eyes]

I would also like to take a moment to express my deepest sympathies and gratitude toward Shibusen for their outstanding organization and hospitality toward guests from distant worlds. That being said, if anyone has any additional information on this planet or it's solar system, I would appreciate remaining informed. Thank you.

♏ 001 // VIDEO // Jan. 10th // Evening

[arachnida.livejournal.com]

<sub>[The feed starts with a troll in a bright orange hood, accented with blue butterfly wings that fan out behind her -- there appears to be a strange blue stain just out of view of the camera somewhere around the chest where the symbol of Light sits, but Vriska makes a point not to show it. In fact, she had only chosen the video function because Karkat had mentioned people recognizing her.

She wanted to get something straight right off the bat -- and text only would've been a hindrance.]</sub>

A Meister, huuuuuuuuh? No surprise there! I mean, if you're gonna fight a war, you may as well bring in the right kind of fighters. No wonder this place couldn't bare to be without me.

Speaking of, a cranky little pinchbeast informed me that some of you might recognize me. Before you waste my time talking to me like I'm supposed to know who you are, I don't remember a damn thing, so save it!

_{[She flashes two curved fangs -- its a rather unnerving expression when the troll on screen has only white-pupilless eyes to accent them. The whole gesture appears false and hollow, but her jovial tone suggests otherwise.]}

So mister fearless leader has made himself useful for a change and shown his face already. What about the rest of you losers? Don't tell me I'm stuck on this rock with Vantas for company.

_{[Not...even going to mention Terezi, nope.]}