[Video]

[wewillbefree]

[G'kar is standing in front of the camera, looking dead at it. His brow furrows, he concentrates...and turns into a thick, old, leather-bound tome. Which, naturally, falls to the ground immediately. After a second he reverts, and then stands back up.]

Did you see?

[The sequence repeats itself. He turns into a book, falls to the ground, reverts, and then picks himself back up. He seems oddly excited about this.]

It's a book, isn't it? My...'weapon' form, I'm certain it's a book. But I can't figure out how to get a good look at myself when I'm transformed! What kind of book is it? What does it look like? Please, tell me, you have no idea what this might mean for me!

[He does it again, for another example.]

Video | March 1st | Filtered from Poseidon

[kill_some_time]

Should anybody ask, tell them that Hades does not reside in this city. …you might also wish to omit any relation you have to gods or the like yourself.

[Family. Don’t you just love having to deal with them?]

[video] ; March 1st

[fullmetalblindguy]

[The screen shows a man with his eyes closed and a very calm air around him, and considering that it's pretty clear he's a new arrival that was left in the storm his mood is noteworthy. He has the image surprisingly close to centered all things considered.]

I must commend you on the make of these communicators. You've clearly made an effort not to forget anything.

[He smirks just a little.] Therefore, I feel I should inform you of something you've overlooked.

Your emergency notification system is quite impressive. As I recall, there is a button as well as the option to write it on this screen, correct? [He pauses for a moment, his demeanor not changing any.] However, I am blind as you can see. In a dire situation, either option could prove very difficult for me to say the least. Is there another means to activate it? Or would you prefer that I perish?

[Still calm. Still smirking.]

[text] 001; You know it's all funny until somebody gets shot in the leg.

[zoosmell]

i dunno, for having such a doggone depressing name...
death city isn't that bad!
except for the whole sandstorm and death and doom and gloom sorta thing.
i mean, i KNOW we have to go back soon, but...
while i'm here, i just start thinkin' real hard about the deep questions.
like if you eat your own booger...
where does it go?
i just don't know.
i don't think anybody can ever really know.
but i can really see myself settling down here and growing five mustaches and opening up a joke shop or somethin'.

Round 3 ♔♥ Video ♔♥ March 1st

[get_the_win]

[Although some might have caught a glimpse of his signature red cloak around town here or there, Domon's face hasn't been seen on DEMISE for quite a while now. So it may come as a bit of a surprise when he finally addresses the network again.]

I don't understand this place. People making a real impact here get sent home, but even when I refuse to do anything to help it won't let me leave. [He sighs.] I guess as long as I'm here I might as well make myself useful. It would be better than sitting around all day anyway.

Problem is, I'm not the kind of guy that can find a partner that easily. I'm not even sure I should be sparring with people, because of the... "ability" that thing gave me when it brought me here. It just seems wrong to be able to feel someone's soul like that.

[He glances away from the feed. He's clearly not comfortable with the current subject, but it's something he knows he has to address.] I guess what I wanted to ask is, is there anyway a guy like me even can help? Seems like everything here is either none-combat or something they won't let you take on without a partner.

[He pauses awkwardly while he tries to figure out something else to say. After a moment though, he just gets up and turns the feed off without another word.]