Kitty! We need to go rent all the Hannibal movies. Like, tomorrow mornin'!

[At first there's nothing but the sound of pages– old, stiff ones at that– turning.

When the video feed finally opens up, the focus is slightly hazy. The projected image, rife with peculiarities, doesn't seem mechanical in origin.

The boyish face of a man no older than eighteen soon fills the view. His eyes move slowly as he searches for something. A few times he unwittingly manipulates the camera's shot so that it first only captures his face, but then retreats to reveal armor, the hilt of a sword, a regal brooch...

A sudden voice from just outside the picture captures man's attention and he looks away to someone offscreen. The video feed remains spectator to the scene that unfolds.]

( Cut for multiple images, overall length, and quite possibly the nerdiest thing I've ever constructed in my entire life. )

Oi, Rukia! What the hell is this? You've been messing around in my room again, haven't you? I told you to stop touching my things, dammit. I know you've got servants at Byakuya's to pick up after you now you're all high and mighty, but stop leaving your crap everywhere. I'm not your fucking maid. And don't come crying to me when Ichigo kicks your ass for stealing his shit.

Ducks, huh? Is this like your stupid rabbits? You're supposed to be training for the war with Aizen, not talking about ducks. Stop fooling around.

Keh. I don't have time for this, but I guess I should introduce myself. The name's Renji. Abarai Renji. Lieutenant to Kuchiki Byakuya of the Sixth Division. You've probably heard of me.

[[OOC: Renji has a laptop and doesn't know what to do with it~ ]]

This is inconvenient. A less patient individual may grow frustrated - but, I? I'm simply curious. Since my computer seems hesitant to allow me to navigate otherwise, I've spent some time reading back in this community of yours and concluded that you've all either got very active imaginations, or I'm exceedingly interested in your dealings here.

Specifically, I'd like you to tell me more about world-hopping.

[What's this? Oh. It's just another post of Gokudera looking at the camera completely unbothered by what he's going to say.]

Will a cat die if he eats bad fish? I mean, like, REALLY bad... Say... A week past when it should have expired.

[OoC; School in the morning, so I'm heading to bed. All tags will be answered in the morning! Thanks, guys!]

Omigod you guys! You guys!

I PASSED!!!

Yes! I passed the LSATs and I've been accepted into Harvard!!! I'll be starting in the Fall! Can you imagine? Me and Warner going to class together, studying together, parties together! It's going to be amazing! I can't wait. :D

So I was thinking of throwing a little celebration party. Anyone interested?

((ooc: I wasn't planning on doing a big event or anything, but Elle really needs to make friends. :|))

[So the camera cuts in, and Yuusuke gives a wave. He looks a bit older, taller...and possibly a bit more adultish.]

'sup, guys.

[...okay, maybe not the last one. Anyway, he's definitely not in the Makai anymore, and he's got a backpack slung over his shoulder. Guess who's on his way to Genkai's to surprise the others~]

So. I've been away for about a year after the whole fiasco in the Makai. And I've got three questions.

One, Kaito, you still around?
Two, Is Wesker still here, and if he is, is he still being a Grade-A douchebag?
Three, Trish, Dante, 'sup?