Eighteenth Message [Video | Sheet of Paper]

[scramasax]

[A visual transmission of Anthony comes on - head ducked, shoulders tense, undead as ever. Bit of a smile, but a twitchy one, all the same looking in distinctly-enough better spirits than in his last transmission. Definitely got more attention in things, at least, more relaxed - evidently a certain amount of pep-talking among other things was good for that, as is the fact that the coat he's wearing is visibly enough rather nicer than any he's been wearing in the past, certainly makes for a less scraggly look.

Twitchy smile twitches a notch more visible and more politely awkward as his eyes center on the paper - occasional flick off as he talks, a little hoarsely - ]

-- Thank you - Blaine; it was uhh - ... -- unexpected.

[The halting and definite conclusive punctuation of the second phrase aside, it's rather hastily-said with a little of a breathy breaking-off on the name, as for heaven's sake it's got to be less than ideal saying it over the network, and specifying a name no less (in addition he's taking perhaps not a leap but some jump of faith on exactly who Blaine is, if he's right he was never formally given her name), but this is technically belated and the reason that it is is the reason that she'd be the only one he's not actually thanked for Christmas by now.

Picks up from something like a thick cough.] -- Also -- uhmm - ...

[And breaks off again. Chokes it in another cough He did not actually start that with any kind of thought - simply trying to add another thought to this for the same reason that he spoke quickly.

He's given up the ghost on the smile. His face is more strandedly neutral.

Picks up a little too absently high, though it flattens out quickly.]

... -- is ermm... [He's still got nothing.

- And never mind, no, there, he does - works and works for some way to start it as something worth asking - forces it out also too quickly to give it much voice, comes out cowed.]

-- anyone writing... anything - about -- this... - yet -- ? [A badly-worded question, and not one quite with the clear inflection of a question - if anything it wavered lower and dragged out. In case the justification's needed:]

-- Someone uhmm... - Suggested. -- That I write. [Picked up throatier. Still abashedly tapered off and thinned.]

o2. video

[worldmother]

[The feed comes on to a certain redhead. She looks frazzled to say the least, and a bit irritated to boot.]

I have a question. Has anyone gotten an item from an echo that won't go away? Or, I guess in this case, is stuck? Because I woke up with this--

[The video moves and focuses on her left hand, where a very modest ring sits on her ring finger. It's pretty obvious from how red it is around it that she's been working to try to get it off.]

And I've tried just about everything I can think of and it will not come off. It's too tight. I don't even know where it came from. I can assume, but I have a party to go to in a few days and I really don't want to explain to my college friends that I didn't suddenly get married over break.

[She huffs slightly.]

How do I get rid of this thing?

[OPEN]

[dead_black_eyes]

Who: Lazarus Lawliet and Ray Zimmerman and OPEN
When: December 28th, afternoon-evening
Where: Espresso Yourself!
What: L is a relatively new hire at Espresso Yourself! They are an equal opportunity employer, but if anyone can test the absolute limits of that institution, L is the man to do it.
Warnings: L is in no way suited for this job. Or anything remotely in the service industry.

( Your waitress was miserable, and so was your food )

(no subject)

[indy_wannabe]

So I just kind of randomly found a weird statue this morning. This is definitely not my uncle's so it's probably mine. It looks like some kind of... demon thing? I don't know. It's weird. I'm pretty sure past-me owned it though. I feel like I was researching this, and something seems off about it for some reason.

[Text]

[prismaticdestruction]

[Someone obviously has no idea what is going on when she put her numbers into a her browser. So get some really random things from her.]

Theif- Fast fun to play. Lots of money not good for first
Fighter- Big damage always nice not hard to play
Mage- Hard dies tons
Bowlady dies tones too

find game play make friend?

[Yup, it's a list. She hasn't even had the chance to look over everything yet.]

03 ❧ video; iphone

[poisonousflame]

( off-network )

[The screen is dark, camera currently covered by a hand. When Axel speaks, his voice is calm and measured.]

Alright, Numbers Club. Let's see if any of you know.

[The hand moves, and the camera struggles to focus on ... something. It's not human, that's for sure. The combination of bad lighting and a slightly shaking camera makes it a little tough to see, but eventually, the creature comes into view. It bobs gently, appearing to be floating slightly above the ground. The four blades on each arm look like they're colored slightly different than the rest of it.

[Look closer: it's blood.

[Axel speaks again. Despite the slight shakiness of his hand, his voice is still stubbornly calm.]

What the fuck is this thing?

014 ♦ Handwritten

[peacefulwinter]

[Not much to this one, just a quick note written in graceful, neat script that looks a little less harsh than the last time it was here:]

My birthday's tomorrow! I don't think we're doing anything, but it's still a day I've been looking forward to for a little while. I think I'll be able to walk again soon, too. So it's definitely going to be a good start to a new year! I've been a little scarce lately, but I hope everyone had a good Christmas. Anyway, it's a little early, but I'm going to bed in a few minutes so I can be ready to take on the world tomorrow. Good night, everyone ♪

[Someone seems cheery. She'll keep her pencil near to hand for a few minutes in case anyone replies, but she really is ready for bed, which for her is unusual.]