What sort of things do you do for a one-year anniversary?

[Giriko is actually trying to phone someone. You hear heavy breathing, not creepy like he's a stalker, but panicky, hitching, freaked out breathing, overlaid over the soft buzz of a ringing line]

Eight hundred years. Eight hundred fucking years I waited for her. And now, what the fuck. What the fuck?!

Shit, shit. Fuck. Pick up the MOTHERFUCKING PHONE!!




[OOC: Tag if you want verbal abuse. His world is crashing down around him.]

The secrets were kinda fun, even if that one wasn't as nice. I know people can feel a lot freer sharing things when anonymous and it's really good to be honest and all, but I'd still like to know who made those two about me. Not to confront them or anything, but... to thank them. Well, about the second, anyway. The first one... there wasn't really anything wrong with it or anything, but it almost got me caught in class. Last time I'm checking the community in class, that's for sure... And I can't even imagine what Itsuki-san was thinking when he saw it. He said he was sure it was a prank. That has to be it.

And now people are looking at me, so I'm once again reminded why I shouldn't ramble on while I'm on the train.

Someone knocks on the door while Henry is in the kitchen, or somewhere. He's not on-screen at the moment. The door knocks again, a little more insistently and Henry walks over to it and opens it a crack, just enough to see who it is.

"Yes?"

It's a little difficult to hear, no thanks to Henry blocking most of it out with the door, but you can probably make out the chipper voices of two girls and something about cookies. Suddenly, there's a loud creaking noise from next door, and a shrill cry from an elderly lady. Her voice is clear as a bell.

"DON'T YOU TWO DEARS TALK TO THAT MAN. HE IS A HORRIBLE, FILTHY PERSON, AND WILL TAINT YOUR INNOCENT--"

Henry closes the door quickly, locks it, muttering under his breath. Then he marches back into the kitchen. Probably for an aspirin.

Camera shuts off.

I don't know what it is about being the only man in a village that draws women to ask you for advice, but I guess it's because I'm so knowledgable and experienced that makes me so magnetic.

So, while I'm helping out my lovely ladies, I guess I spare you my time. Ask me anything, idiots. You have until I run out of this crate of wine and this pack of cigarettes.

[OOC; IC ADVICE MEME. NEED HELP WITH ANYTHING? cross will make it worse. ask him anonly, ask him locked .... chances are that anita will probably come in and give you the right advice.]

Halloween isn't really celebrated in Japan as such, but my years here have taught me a healthy appreciation for the holiday, although I'll leave the mass candy consumption to children and Shiro. I'm interested more in the paranormal aspects-- I've never been particularly frightened by horror movies, but I do enjoy a good paranormal story here and there. Would you share your favorites? Double points for true stories, although as I'm not giving out points in the first place, double is still, regrettably, zero.

[There's a silent grove shown until suddenly Kamina is thrown across the camera. He tries to stand but, by the bruises covering his body, he's obviously not able to. So he settles for a lowly muttered, "bitch". Enter Soifon: her fist is raised as i she just struck something.]

I cannot allow any shaming Soul Society in such a manner! [She places a hand on her sword.] This is for disrespecting a captain!

[But before she draws the blade, there's a slight shiver in the air as Byakuya appears out of fucking nowhere. He blocks the view of Soifon, but there's suddenly lightning everywhere as the screen blacks out. There's still audio, though.]

Abarai Renji, grab him before the kidou wears off her.

[There's some shuffling, muffled curses from Kamina as he's dragged away from the battlefield. Around five minutes later there's a female voice,] Ah, Soifon-taichou! Are you alright? Soifon-taichou? Do you want us to go after them?

[Soifon finally speaks again.] No. Kuchiki has shamed his house by not being a proper captain. Leave them be for now.

[The audio then cuts off.]

I have yet another thing to ask of you, community.

Please, tell me about the gods. Tell me about new gods, tell me new information about the old ones. If you are a god, tell me about yourself. Tell me about Heaven, and other places to go.

The database must be updated, and it embarasses me to say this, but I require your assistance.

And please, tell me about the god of robots.

Right, so. Since those secrets are over, who wants to tell me who made that one about me?

[ again, words appear as if on a typewriter - may be spoilers from 5.04 ]

Are some people meant to be victims ?|