001 ⇢ video ⇢ january 27,midday

[skyfall]

[ The device turns on as it’s making a turn mid-air as its owner turns it in his hand. When it stops, it’s on the face of a half-amused woman. Once it’s back in her hand the right way, she lets out a quick breath of hair through her nose. ] Cute. Now, let’s see how well it can get the job done.

‘Names Fang and I just happen to be one of those fortunate enough for your little friend BREW to bring me—To participate in your war, no less. I won’t pretend I haven’t made up my mind already, but it does bring me to a few questions.

It’s nice of our hosts to offer us homes and food through the use of this handy little thing and all-- [ For indication, she gives it a little shake with her hand. ] But what I really want to know is what would they do if I were to say I wouldn’t help? This place [ She motions to the room she’s currently in. ] this little thing and the money I can get with it—You can’t really tell me those of Death City will let me sit back and use up their space and recourses for free, do you? Sounds awfully fishy to me, don’t you think?

[ She shrugs. ] No matter, you won’t have to worry about me. I’ll join your fight, it’s not like I have anything better to do while I’m here. Ah, but there’s one more thing, isn’t there? I was looking for someone, but it turns out she came and left before BREW so much as considered bringing me along. Goes by the name of Vanille-- Ring any bells? She may be gone, but I want to know a few things. Namely, if she was safe during her visit. If I found out that anyone so much as laid a finger on her while I wasn't around... [ She mock-scowls. ] Let's just say you'll be answering to my fist.

001 | Video | January 28th, Midday

[netting_nettles]

[And here is yet another of Death City's residents making his introductions -- this one a good bit young, not long in his teens, and leaning back from the camera so it gets a good shot of face and neck and (what looks to be a pajama-clad) chest. Kariya was very careful about not turning on the feed before he was sure he wouldn't be giving all of his new neighbors a close-up of his nostrils or something.

He offers a short nod of the head and a smile, before beginning:]

It looked like the other people brought here by this BREW thing recently were greeting everyone on here. I hope I'm not being a bother by adding another message like that; this network's different from the internet back home, a little.
Er, anyway, I'm Kariya Masaki, from near Tokyo. I've been told I'm a... a Weapon, here? But I'm not sure what to make of that.

[That preface out of the way, one hand creeps back to the nape of the neck, framing what looks like a shy pause.]

I was hoping that someone who'd been here for a while could suggest...ways to settle in, I guess. Like, is it important to go to classes often or to look for a job? Or whether to worry a lot about figuring out this Weapon thing. I'm not sure how to spend my time, now that I've been --

[And suddenly that smile twitches into a frankly bitter, little line. Sorry, BREW, but he still hasn't come up with a better word for his condition here than:]

Kidnapped.

007 ☠ video (January 28th)

[sadoslash]

[ The video feed once again begins with Katsura Kotarou being handcuffed to one Okita Sougo. But this time, they're both seated on the Shibusen stairs. Sougo wears a bored expression, his chin resting on his hand while he holds the communicator in the other one. ]

I thought we were finally getting into several new episodes, but it looks like we've fallen back into reruns again.

[ He doesn't even look at the communicator, eyes sweeping upward. ]

Blahblah, I'm Okita Sougo. Blahblah, vice commander of the Shinsengumi. Death City sun -- you'll be arrested for peeping. That about right?

[ His attention veers toward Katsura, looking for confirmation that he got the most basic details of this very recycled introduction. Katsura just sighs and nods to indicate that some minimum effort has been made; he's clearly just as bored as Sougo is and more annoyed since he's actually handcuffed.

Besides, the sooner they're done with this the sooner he gets released. However, there's just one detail... ]

Ah- if you're new to this, I would like to make a correction. I'm the one working with the police, not Okita-kun. Think of it as a pop quiz to identify who's in charge of the city's safety. [ He deliberately neglects to say why he's being arrested when it should be the other way around, choosing to look at Sougo instead. Sougo chooses to ignore him because there's not even a point in arguing this time. ]

Did Witchjikata die yet? I recommend a nice, traditional stake burning. We could even roast marshmallows over his corpse. It would be a family fun event in Death City.

And if we're roasting Hijikata-san, I would like to have some soba at the party.

[ Sougo thinks for a moment. ] Actually, soba sounds pretty good right about now.

 

[ OOC: Red is Sougo. Blue is Katsura! ]

rebuttal 16 ► [January 28, 2 PM | video]

[prosecutory]

[Miles is once again at his desk. A pen and an organizer are within reach; one can tell he has been writing with them before turning on his communicator. The magenta curtains with gold trim and tassels (almost like the ones in his office at home) are partly drawn behind him. Pens are arranged carefully, as are the folders and papers on his other side.

All in all, it's the usual. Except for one thing - the shadow of a picture frame that blocks a corner of the transmission before he moves it. Anyone who has been to Miles' office or at least seen it over the network would know that there are no framed photographs of any sort on his desk.

His tone is crisp, that of someone who seriously means business. Then again, since when did he NOT mean business?]

The Kuzunoha Detective Agency is looking for at least one more guard, a janitor, and a messenger. If you are interested, do let us know. You may either leave a message in my inbox or Near's inbox, reply to this post, or pay us a visit. [He gives quick directions from Shibusen to the Agency, which is in a quieter area of the Shopping District.] Of course, if you wish to apply for a different position, then by all means do so.

[He clears his throat, and careful hands tug at his cravat slightly.]

As we are receiving another batch of newcomers, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Miles Edgeworth, public prosecutor and one of the heads of the Agency. [He inclines his head slightly in greeting.] Near is my co-head, and he is in charge of the city's surveillance system.

The Agency was organized to conduct investigations, gather information, maintain security, and coordinate with the Watch and Shibusen for these purposes. Many of our members have had experience in law enforcement or the legal professions; if you are skilled in such or any related fields, or if you believe you can contribute, we would be glad of your assistance.

[A pause.]

Moving on to other matters, I am still looking for a Weapon - preferably a knife, a sword or a staff. I'm willing to work with any Weapon, in any case. My Meister ability is Soul Talk; I can command and convince others to do my bidding. 

[Private to Ahiru and Fakir]

I hope both of you have been practicing. 

January 28th | Mid-day | Video

[spandexisyouth]

[A man with a very shiny bowl-cut, wearing green spandex, beams into the device. While he enjoys talking in general, he's about to cover one of his favorite topics.]

Good day to all! By now I think almost everyone should be up instead of sleeping in! I am Maito Gai, for those who have newly arrived, and I am here to give you a reason to greet the morning as it begins instead of later in the day! Morning Training!

Every morning, from six until nine, morning training happens. It is there to teach how to be a Weapon or a Meister, personal fitness and combat skills, resonating with your partners, and how to figure out your abilities! Breakfast is provided! There are very good reasons to show up, I assure you!

[He poses, giving a thumbs-up to show added sincerity. It looks goofy, but for him it means a guarentee. The thumb goes down, and his big smile tones down just a little.]

There is also something else I have been giving some thought to. Encouragement. It is a very important thing and many are lacking in it. I have managed to build some up!

[Karkat, Neji, Santana, he's looking at you three especially.]

But I would like some help. Do you know someone who could use encouragement or another friend? I would be glad to assist! We are all far from home here and could use support! It is not easy, after all, to be taken somewhere, especially when you are in the middle of something important! Let me know their name and I will seek them out!

[He straightens up now, looking directly at the screen.]

To those who are new, welcome to Death City! I hope that you do well in your stay here!

To those who have been here for a time... I could use some more assistance in some areas of morning training. Breakfast and Partnership are the two areas that I could most use help in, but any who wish to assist and know what they are doing will not be turned away!

[[ooc: Morning training happens every morning, but is logged out in one big log about once a real-time month. An ooc coordination post goes up first, and that will go up on the in-game 29th. The log itself will happen on the in-game 30th. If you'd like your character to help out with it, feel free to comment here or when the ooc post goes up!]]

episode 013 [video ; January 28th, morning]

[starfruitfrog]

[The feed turns on to show the round green face that had showed up just yesterday on the network. In drag, no less. No kimonos this time, though. In the background is the hallway of Death City Heights.]

The dumpling party will be tonight, and anyone can come, just...

[Suddenly he stops, hand on the doorknob as a shiver runs through him. What was that? Why were his spider senses tingling?

More importantly, when did he start having spider senses?!]

Kero? Must be my imagination, de arimasu.

[He turns the doorknob. Inside the apartment, there is a giant, brightly coloured present box with a card attached. It says in big letters, ‘For Keroro’.

Okay. That was suspicious. Did they order something? But it was a giant, brightly coloured box. A giant, brightly coloured present box. And it was for him! Maybe it was a 1:12 RX-78-2 to go with his Zaku?! He takes one step towards it, then--

( This is an OOC-cut with red darumas. )

((ooc: Keroro is this colour and Giroro is this colour. Much threadjacking and stupidity will happen in this post.))

January 20 - [Video]

[knightofcourage]

I guess I should say that I think Noa's gone from the city, for those who knew him. I've been looking out for him lately, but...well, I tried to find his room today but I think he's really gone. I found some notes - is there anybody named Zed in the city right now? Or Ran Fan, Auron, Kuroro, Kurapika...he left notes for all of you.

[He sighs. Being the bearer of bad news is never fun.]

Um, aside from that! There are new people coming in right now, right? Hi, everyone. My name is Emil Castagnier. I'm a meister currently working for the Watch, and I'm still looking for a weapon if I can. I'm best with a sword, but I can try and learn other things, too. I'm not entirely sure what my meister ability does yet, but I'm starting to figure it out. And I can try working with anybody, really, whether you're new or not. The only thing is...

[Emil hesitates, but continues on after a few seconds.]

There's another me that comes out when I fight. At home we used to call him my Ratatosk Mode. He's a little different from me as I am right now, but he's all right too. I know it's strange, but - I want to find a partner as much as anyone else here. So even though there's me, and the other me...if you don't mind that, if you still want to give it a try, I'm willing to try with anybody.

[Another pause.]

That's about it. Thank you.

Entry #A-10: "Antagonist" [Audio, January 28, Early Morning]

[dead_black_eyes]

( Privately Coded to Roy Mustang )

[january 28th, video]

[lavenderglasses]

[the king made sure to get a decent explanation of how to use the communicator before leaving shibusen, so at least there won't be any accidental recordings this time around. he's still not too sure on how to use most of the thing's functions, but he was shown how to make a post with the video, and how to look at other entries. scanning through the network now that he'd had some time to himself, it looked like it was mostly being used, at the moment, for introductions and questions and seeking out friends.

so when he gets the feed started after a few moments of fumbling with the unfamiliar controls, the video displays a very pretty blonde of questionable gender, sitting in one of the apartments in casualty communal if the background is anything to go by. he eyes the device through purple-tinted glasses for a moment, unsure if it's actually recording like it's meant to, before smiling sweetly. politeness and smiles are usually best for first impressions.]

I'm...assuming this thing is working as it's meant to? [his tone is hesitant, and his voice leans more towards "male" for anyone who was still confused.] My name is Saralegui. There's nothing like this where I come from, so please forgive me if I'm doing this wrong somehow...I was told that I'm a Meister, back on that little tour they gave us all upon arriving. If there's anyone that wouldn't mind explaining that a bit more thoroughly, I'd appreciate it.

[it's a conscious decision to leave his title out of that little introduction -- there's a great deal that can be done better without the attention that comes with his status, so if no one knows for the moment, that's good. and if the explanation for all this really is bullshit and the people running all this know more than they're letting on, then they probably know already and there's no point to saying it.

for now, there's only one other thing that's important enough to mention.]

Belias, if you're here, then come out of hiding already. [he doesn't like the idea that his bodyguard might not be here, so here's hoping for the best.] And...Yuuri, if you're here, then that would be a comfort as well.

[he pauses for a moment, like he's about to add another name to that list, but frowns and stops himself. no, he is not going to call out his mother. that would just be all sorts of awkward and if she was here, then he'd sort of prefer that she just stay quiet and avoid him as well as possible. with nothing else to add, he offers another smile and ends the feed like he was shown.]