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[ When the screen comes to life it doesn't show a face or anything of the sort. Instead, there's a pair of feet with the remnants of green nail polish along the toes, surrounded by papers everywhere. Papers with various scratches on them litter the floor of a common apartment, notes taken in a hurry of the area and of the people she's seen in passing. Not that the owner of these feet have interacted with them, no, these are definitely the notes of being watched in silence. Maybe one of them is a bit too recognizable for one's liking, but there's not much time to read before the scene abruptly changes. The blur is quick and then suddenly there's a girl with an irritated expression on her face. Holding her hair back is a significant band and while it's a risk to be seen with it, there's a brave disposition in showing it so freely. Well, to her at least. For those who are unaware, it's just another accessory for a girl's hair. ]

So there's no button to just turn it on, no, it just decides when it wants to start recording. [ Clearly a novice, but a quick thinking one as it didn't take her long to realize it's working. ] That's how it is, huh? Telling me I'm the type that will probably need a second communicator because I'll shatter my first one. [ Twitch. Twitch. ] Turns out this thing is pretty resilient. I'm grateful, really. I don't need seven more years of bad luck.

[ The angle of the view changes as she seemingly balances the communication device on her knees, staring down at it with a curious look. After spending a few days here, the darkened proof of exhaustion has just about left her face, but etched in her expression is concern, almost as though she's worried about something unspoken. Her thoughts are never brought up thought as she waves her right hand as a nervous gesture, trying to lighten up the mood with a half-hearted smile. ]

Sorry, sorry. It's common procedure for those who are new to introduce themselves, right? [ Although she suspects that she's not alone here, hence why she chose to wear the protector. ] My name is Sakura Haruno. Now that that's out of the way, I have to ask a question.

[ With as serious of an expression one can muster when asking a ridiculous question: ] Is there a reason for the toys of Kakashi-sensei?

legend_waitforit_dary

Why hello, everyone. Now that I’ve come to the realization that I have not, in fact, been kidnapped by the Chinese, I think it’s time for a proper introduction.

I am Barney Stinson. Some have called me great. Others? Mighty. Noble. Dignified. Virile. Humble, because I will so willingly drop to my knees in the presence of true physical perfection.

Speaking of which... upon arriving, I haven’t turned a blind eye to how many perfect female forms exist in Life City! I’m calling it Life City because I’m here now, because I am the life of the party, and nothing kills a boner like a pile of actual bones. Not to mention all this sand. That stuff chafes, if you know what I mean.

That being said.... ladies. If you do happen to be mourning or missing someone, let’s meet at the Bitch’s Brew tonight at 8:00. I’ll listen to anything that might come out of your mouth... and maybe later on, I’ll put something of my own in it. High five!

In the meantime, can some sophisticated bro tell me where I can get a rush-job on a tailored, high-quality suit? That is priority numero uno. Because I arrived dressed as a very awesome robot, but I'm not wearing that to the bar tonight unless someone can guarantee that a hot tinfoil fetishist is going to be there.

blue_wayfinder

[Aqua was sitting by a window, with her knees draw up and the communicator balanced on top. She leaned back against the wall, posture relaxed.]

I've been wondering, does anyone come from a world with magic? If so, would you mind telling me a little about it?

[She reaches out a hand to steady the communicator when it slides a little to the left before righting it again.]

I specialized in magic back home, so I'm curious about what kinds of magic exists in other worlds.

[ private to Clover ]

I found a copy of the Grimm's Fairy Tales in the library. [She smiled.] I really enjoyed it; thank you for recommending it to me.

unfinishedstory

*The feed starts with Clare putting the final touches centering it on a part of her apartment clean enough to do a video, and thee's a chair! So she'll be comfortable(-ish) while she talks to everyone. That's planning ahead! After tweaking the centering just a bit Clare walks into frame and sits down.*

I... I'm not the best at approaching people about things. Which is probably a sign I shouldn't be trying to do any of this, but given that's how I've been handling the past few weeks I probably need to do this anyway. *Clare pauses as she realized she's not two seconds in and she's rambling.*

*Deep breath.* I need a meister, or several. Either to go on missions with an escort, or to just practice with at training. I want to be more useful to the city, and I am competent at transforming already. So I might as well try to put that to work. I'm a shield, I just... don't handle large groups very well. Probably why I haven't managed much at Morning Training, well, ever.

That in mind, I would like someone to train me to fight one on one. Morning Training is great for the masses but I'm not going to get much stronger there. I know it, it isn't set-up in a way I can handle it. Selendis was training me before, but... she's not available right now. I'm not skilled, I'm practically useless in a fight right now even if I can partially transform. But I want to get better. That's enough, right?

I- I can get better, at everything. I know I can do more, just... I'm not sure how to get there. *She looks a bit more determined, just a bit. Still overall she looks very over her head. She sits quietly, like she might have more to say... but she walks over and cuts the feed.*

awokentospring

[The feed blips on to reveal a rather messy-looking young man. While his face is a little dirt-smudged and there are a few leaves in his hair, he still holds a very striking resemblance to another prominent member of Death City.]

Good day, Death City! It is I, Rock Lee, here to greet you on this fine day!

[Grinning widely, he holds out his communicator to view the city from his place high, high up... somewhere. Anyone familiar with the layout of the city would know he was in the middle, like he might be at the top of the steps of Shibusen, but he's actually much too high for that.

He continues to allow the camera to survey the city as he continues.]

I arrived in this grand city only a few days ago. I apologize for delaying my greetings to you all until today, but I had made it my goal to scout out every inch of this city, which I have just completed! Never you fear, the beautiful beast of Konoha will remain ever vigilant while here in Death City!

[Have your characters had a feeling someone might have been leaping from tree to tree, or maybe there was a man on the ceiling but when they looked up he was gone? Thaaaaaaat may or may not have been Lee.

He returns the camera to his face, and now if you look closely you can see that he's sitting on one of the spires of Shibusen.]

My arrival has come at an excellent time. There seems to be a holiday in progress! But I would warn anyone off the strange looking chocolate. [He pulls a face.] It tastes like fish, which is not proper chocolate!

[And that is your Rock Lee PSA of the day! The camera shuts off after one more look at Lee's dazzling smile.]

perfectorder

[greetings, Death City. it’s your wonderful current acting Shinigami gracing the screens of your communicators, and he has a very, very important announcement. seriously, look at that face. in the background, however, some may notice two girls, the taller one of which was just shaking her head.]

	Good morning. I hope that everyone is enjoying their day so far. However, there are two things I’d like to address with everyone. First. [holding up that abomination of a box of chocolates.] Excalibur, if this is your work again, you could at least leave me out of it. As such these are going directly into the trash. [really, what is with that particular chocolate? anyway, setting those aside to be trashed as stated.] Secondly, I could not help but notice how wrong some of these Valentine’s Day hearts have been. [holds up one. to the casual observer, nothing seems amiss, but Kid will be quick to point out the problem.] If you were to fold it like so, you can see that the halves do not evenly match with one another. [demonstrates. see that sliver of heart that goes over the other half? that’s like. barely noticeable? yeah that.] So as your current acting Shinigami, I thought it only proper if I should instruct everyone as to how to create a perfect heart by—

[ WHAM! Suddenly the door is kicked open and in stumbles Black☆Star, dragging Soul tenderly by the hand(?) ]

Kid! Kid! We got an announcement!

[ He almost gets blushy when he looks over at his BFF. ] ....you wanna tell him?

[Let it be known that Soul did not seem to mind this dragging at all. Heaven forbid, he might have even looked... happy. And not just in his usual Soul way. Like. Genuinely happy.

What is going on.

At the question, though, Soul squirms a bit (yep, squirms), fidgets, fails to make eye contact several times, then mumbles:]

No, you tell him.

But, Souuuuul... [ Black☆Star practically pouts, turning in the direction of the deathscythe before setting his hands on his shoulders. He stares deep and lovingly into his eyes. ] ...maybe if we sing it?

[this? this is a look of pure disgust and horror as Kid just stares at them.]

What the hell is wrong with you two? [and what the hell do they want to tell him? does he even want to know?]

[Wow, Black☆Star. Bro.

You’ve got such nice eyes.

BUT WAIT HE MUST NOT GET DISTRACTED.]

Fine! But you have to start!

[ Black☆Star spares a slightly annoyed glance toward Kid when he interrupts their ~*~broment~*~ ] There’s nothing wrong with us! We just finally realized something that’s been there all along.

[ He turns back toward Soul. ] You could say I’ve been SHOT THROUGH THE HEART [ begins the horrible, off key singing and he grabs Soul’s cheek to pinch it with the next lyric. ] And you’re to blame...

[...oh hell no. he could see where this was going. so while those two bro birds were distracted—]

Liz. Patti.

[guns will soon be in this young Shinigami’s hands, though his weapons were cracking up.]

[Of course, in pursuit of TRUE LOVE, Soul can’t be bothered to notice impending doom on their hands, right?

So now, in an equally off-tune voice, and complete with what he thinks is a totally intense Rockstar Stare, a pinch to Black☆Star’s cheek in return, and a grand sweep of his other hand in Death the Kid’s direction:]

...You give looooouuuuuve~ A BAD NAME!

I ….......um....uh.... [ Black☆Star comes to a dumbfounded pause as he tries to remember the rest of the words, looking to Soul as if they could bust out some dramatic and heartfelt duet. ]

[And that look just makes so much sense.

Forget the fact that they’ve both forgotten the lyrics, guys. THIS IS TRUE LOVE. As such, Soul’s giving his bestest bro ever a big smile, a Meaningful Nod, and then, as he turns back to Kid:]

SHOT THROUGH THE HEART--

[BANG BANG.

two shots, perfectly aimed right at their chests. the force behind it was enough to knock them back to the ground, and Kid just stood there with a deadpan look, the smoke still rising from the barrels of his twin demon pistols.]

Satisfied?

[well they did say "Shot through the heart".......]

[ooc: HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY DEATH CITY. Brought to you by your loveable NPCs. Kid = black (or default); Black☆Star = blue, Soul = yellow. All of them will respond accordingly.]

blue_wayfinder

[She's been...a bit preoccupied lately. Add that to the fact that she still wasn't very used to being a Zone Leader meant it completely slipped her mind that she was supposed to let people knew who she was.

Well, better late than never, right?

A serious faced, though not unfriendly, young woman with blue hair shows up when the feed starts.]

For those I haven't met yet, my name is Aqua. I'm currently the Zone Leader in charge of the Outer Quarter for the Watch. If you run into any problems in that area, you can bring them to me if you want.

I look forward to working with all of you and--

[There was obviously more she meant to say, but for some reason she cuts herself off. When she picks up from where she was before though, she was...singing? Her voice isn't bad, obviously not trained but pleasant enough and at least she can carry a tune. But more interesting is the expression on her face. She obviously has no idea why this is happening.]

And can you feel the love tonight
It is where we are
It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer
That we got this far
And can you feel the love tonight
How it's laid to rest
It's enough to make kings and vagabonds
Believe the very best

[And then she claps her hands over her mouth, face turning a bright red and...this was still recording, wasn't it?]

I didn't--!

That wasn't--!

[And then she was scrambling to cut off the feed before this (whatever this was) starts up again. Why her? No, really. Why?]

comradery

[The network was spammed with a flood of messages in the span of a few minutes. Instead of posting each separately, it compiles them into a single post since there are so many. Each block is a separate message.

He posts all of them publicly since there is nothing remotely private about them. They're all addressed to Roy though. Who cares about saving Roy's face? It's not like Roy's in charge of a bunch of people, right?]

( Network Spam Here )

usedforcepalm

( Filtered to Hanabi's friends, minus Hinata )

(ooc: If your character has positive CR with Hanabi, he/she is probably on this filter.)

kuramaless

[He's not really looking at his communicator. It's been abandoned on the floor beside him - he'd meant to record something-- but the moment he'd thought of something to say, he'd gotten side tracked.

With his shirt up, he's staring down at his stomach, pulling a face much like a childish pout.]

Oi, K'rama. It's about time ya talk t'me yanno? I ain't heard nothin' outta ya since we got here. We're both here, so you should at least lemme know what you think about this place.

[Cue a quick prod to the centre of his stomach-- He doesn't seem convinced though. As he shouldn't be. Kurama is not with him. He knows that much.]

spandexisyouth

[Gai is tired and it shows. His smile is there, but it's not blinding, and his voice is not nearly as booming or enthusiastic as normal.]

I want to thank those that came out to assist in freeing those of... those of us who were taken.

[Rescue is a word that he still can't quite bring himself to say.]

For those that are in a shape to enjoy it, or anyone else, Morning Training is still going on, held by my devoted student, Tenten. I will... I will return there soon.

[For once, he's not sure what soon means.]

Instructors, if there are any questions I am still able to answer them.

[He nods, and then switches to different filters.]

( Private to Inner City Residential District members )
( Private to Morning Training Instructors )
( Private to Tenten )
( Private to Neji )
( Private to Clare )
( Private to Cinderella )

usedforcepalm

[When the video feed goes on, there's the sound of a puppy whining anxiously - in fact, Taro is responsible for turning Hanabi's DEMISE network communicator on in the first place.

As for Hanabi herself, she's slumped over at a desk in her room. Or at least she is until Taro's nudging finally manages to rouse the girl.]

Hnnnh? Taro?

[She looks groggy and fumbles around, rubbing at her face. Just then, everything comes into view, and Hanabi's got ink all over her face. The painting she was working on is ruined. Her hair is hanging down in front of the black eye she got on the mission, and the ink grabs more attention anyhow.

For a few seconds, Hanabi goes into a coughing fit, and once she's recovered from that, it's then and only then that she realizes her communicator is on. On the screen's reflection, she can see some of the smudges.]

Ah!

[She scrambles to turn the communicator off as quickly as she can manage.]

unfinishedstory

[Filtered to Flynn and The Watch (~~whatever is left of them~~)]
( Time to come together and Lend a Hand. )

[Filtered to Yuuri, Eve, Bakura, Vash, Sapphire, Selendis, Hanabi, Tenten, Sasuke, Sakura, and Kakashi]
( Crazy washes away easier than Guilty. )

[[OOC Notation:]]
( NOTATION! )

heavenly_earth

( Filter: Shibusen )

( Filter: Sasuke, Clare, Tenten )

( Filter: Watch )

( Filter: Outer Residential Quarter III )

[Public]

[Those filters out of the way, Neji turns strung-out eyes to the network itself, speaking over the sirens that flare up in the background]

Morning training is cancelled, and I don't advise anyone come out to the training field needlessly. The district is being evacuated, along with the rest of the city. It's time to put everything you've learned to use.

unfinishedstory

*Camera comes on well before anything is set-up for it, even in the darkened room you can tell someone is fumbling the camera into place. When Clare actually turns the lamp on so you can see... she does not look well. Not sick, just... whatever's going on she's freaked out in a way she hasn't been in Death City. And she has definitely been crying recently.*

I- I was home. I was home for five months! But- it hasn't been.

Was it a dream? But it couldn't be cause I'm physically older, so it had to be real. But I didn't have my scar there and I have it now, and- Where was I yesterday? Why did it all feel so real?

Maybe it finally happened, everything here has finally gotten to me.

Could someone please tell me what happened. Why does this place keep making things worse... *And in a much smaller voice, just before she cuts off the video* But it isn't like I want to go home...

pathofstrength

...kinda like a Pokegear.

[The communicator is being handled when it clicks on, muffled shuffs and fwups being broadcast as someone turns it over in their hands.]

So I guess ya'd just-

[It cuts off and is silent for a few seconds. When the audio resumes, it sounds a lot more intentional.]

I've never lived in a city before, an' I know I've not set foot in any town as big as this one. An'...well, it's big.

[also the sun and moon are fucking creepy just saying]

An' it all kinda...smells funny, so I ain't sure where ta go fer food. Where d'ya find somethin' like that?

Am I usin' this right? How d'ya know when it's turned on...

soul_mods

Seems it's still needed. Don't mind us.

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