4th ♒ Video (Backdated to 2/16 around noon)

[yerawizarderi]

[First and foremost the network is greeted with this face. There seems to be remnants of some kind of white make up that's been frantically scrubbed off. What follows is--]

OCTAAAWIAAAAA!!!!

[Oh he mad.]

You fuckin' TRAMP! Who gawe you the bloody fuckin' right to do this to ME!? You want to fuckin' go? We can fuckin' go. I will not STAND for this lewel a disrespect!

[He's nearly spitting with anger. With the brief pause in bitching, he's going to hold up this little number.]

How did you ewen do it? Who the bleedin' FUCK is your accomplice? Bubblegum bitches? What're you some Marina and the Diamonds knock off, 'cos really, you could not be any less clewer.

[Dropping the poster with Octavia's face on it, he brings his fingers up to rub at his temples. God, he is too hung over for this shit.]

Mark my fuckin' words, Oct, this ain't goin' to be owerlooked, I am gonna make you fuckin' pay if it's the LAST thing I ewer do.

they're coming to get you, barbara [closed]

[titansno]

Who: Rachel Roth, Brooke Reynolds and Kara Miroshnychenko
When: Evening of February 15th
Where: Rachel's house
What: Bad horror movies and an irresponsible amount of discount candy.

( there's one of them now! )

Video

[songoftimaendtimeagain]

[Luke had, in the time since his last post, managed to get a small personal mirror from Cinderella's family, and he'd taken this into the wooded area a ways away from their house. He'd climbed a tree, (significantly easier with his newly elongated arm span), and gotten himself settled and comfortable before tracing his number into the mirror's surface.

The video opens with a clear scowl on Luke's face. Something's bothering him, but it's not righteous anger or indignation this time around. More than anything he looks worried and more than a little bit confused.

He's quiet for a little bit. He wishes he had taken more time to figure out how he was going to say this.]

Um. Hi.

It's my birthday on Friday...[Quick nervous smile that fades soon afterwords.]...but I don't know how old I'll be?

[He blinks a few times, as if expecting an immediate definitive answer before realizing that he should probably explain a little bit more.]

Oh um. I got older suddenly a while ago. So. Am I turning 11 or 18?

A-and if I'm turning 18 do I have to get a job or something??? ? I can't even do fractions right....

[Aren't adults supposed to know fractions? And...y'know a lot of other stuff? He can never remember the state capitols too, is that important? Does he have to buy a house? He's concerned about impending adulthood okay? Nothing he's seen so far in his life has made him think adulthood is going to be very fun.]

five for silver | video;

[titansno]

[hello, network! Rachel's got her laptop off to the side and a camera mounted in front of her and that is...certainly a deck of tarot cards being weave-shuffled on their own. just because no one else is in the room, she's got a cigarette dangling out of her mouth.]

Thanks to some people, and they know who they are... [she takes a drag on the cig, dropping off some ash into the tray.] I feel like doing readings. Who wants one? It's fun.

[well. that's simple enough.]

Potentially the Golden Sun version of it

[boredallready]

Who: Lloyd Irving and Karl Aurion Richard Locke Karl Aurion
When: February 19th, after school
Where: Chemistry classroom
What: Lloyd takes it upon himself to finish subverting a trope.

( if they ever make a fourth one dammit )