DEMISE

[ It's been a while since the boy showed his face last. He looks a little worse for wear, what with eyebags and a slight slouch and all. He straightens his back and yawns, before starting. ]

--Oh, um, excuse me. Hi again Death City, it's me, Taiyou.

[ He pauses; he had a lot to say, but believed it would be most earnest not scripted. Figuring out how to begin the solemn statement, he bows his head slightly. ]

A lot's happened this past month... I've been trying to keep the Fixers going, but... I think it's best to be honest, some of our sponsors bailed under fear of being attacked by the activists. There are a lot less of us now. It's mostly just us 'guests' left.

[ He tightens his lower lip, yet his eyes glint with undeniable resolve as he looks back up straight to the camera. ]

I don't blame anyone for doing that. It was... understandable they got scared. Still, I'd like the rest of us to carry on. Of all times, I think now would be the best to keep on going, and making everyone smile again.

It probably won't be easy, but please... don't give up. I don't promise any rewards other than the pride of your own hard work, but I believe that's already enough of a reward in itself.

[ With a clearing of his throat, he now wore a smile. ]

We'll be cleaning graffiti for the next few days. You can get your supplies from where Yuuichi-san and I are staying.*

Thank you.

[ *- all handwaved events unless otherwise preferred! ]

--Oh! And for people who've never heard of us Fixers before, you can ask questions if you want.

Membership's always open.