Wow, isn't this the most amazing place? I never realized how much I loved coming here until just now. It's totally the second best part of my day... Just behind Glee Club, of course.

Which, speaking of. So glad you guys are on here too! It's too bad about Artie, Mercedes, Puck, Blaine, and the Asians. Oh, and Mr. Schuester of course.

Oh well, I suppose it can't be helped. I'm sure they'll all find their way here given time! And in the meanwhile, we can all have fun and keep getting to know each other better.

[Today the feed opens up with rather ominous looking thick smoke and the sound of someone coughing. Eventually, someone waves away the smoke....someone who previous viewers ought to recognize as the man who humors his mirror on occasion. Once the smoke clears a bit more, the camera should provide an easy view of an especially primitive chemistry ensemble. Something greenish is bubbling in a glass pitcher on the far end of the table he's standing in front of, but the dark smoke is clearly coming from the charred remains of something clay and close enough to be mostly off screen.]

Clearly...not quite the same after all.

[He coughs and glances surreptitiously over his shoulder at the empty hallway behind him, before grabbing a chunk of cheese from a far off plate and tossing it into the bubbling mixture.]

Right. There's growth covered...[He mutters something indistinguishable, before the mirror finally catches his attention. He does a double-take, and then sighs.]

Ah. Well, at least I've established she'll enjoy her experience with the poultice, then. [He gives a charming smile.] While you're there, any substitutes for she-ass milk? Mules, as it turns out, aren't close as you'd think.

[it's a little strange to see Cross playing with a knife so nonchalantly as he sits and starts to ponder about something. or maybe it's because he's absolutely sober and without a cigarette between his lips.]

Y'know, usually I'd tell people not to get revenge or fight with anger in their hearts. [a sigh:] But, today, I feel sort of angry at -well, everything. So, let me ask you a question: how long is too long to wait for revenge? I don't mean stealing a girl for stealing yours, I mean destroying everything and anything someone had ever loved. Bring it to the ground, destroy their family before you take their life in the slowest most painful way.

[before he turns off the golem, Cross merely smiles a wicked smile. Something is going to burn tonight.]

[ The scene may be familiar to some of his friends; the community seems overly fond of capturing these snapshots of his domestic life. He's sitting at the table in his kitchen area, indulging in what seems to be a pot of tea, when all of the sudden he flings the cup he's been drinking from against the far wall.

It shatters into a hundred tiny pieces and the remaining liquid from within dribbles out and down the wall, to the floor amongst the broken remains.

What comes next is a snarling, angry voice -- the likes of which have never been heard out of him before, not even in the face of his greatest enemies. ]

It shouldn't have been me.

[You're getting a good shot, at least, of Yukari sprawled out on a futon, the side of her face smushed against a pillow as she stares at her laptop, watching lord knows what. From the audio in the background, it's a powerthirst commercial. She blinks, noticing something off.]

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN! The computer started recording me! Stop it for me?

[[Fandom makes this sin FAR too easy-modo.]]

[The picture starts with a shot of the ceiling. The shot of the ceiling continues for a while. The user obviously hasn't seemed to notice that the camera is on. There is the sound of a door shuttting and footsteps] This stinks! I got another F! [There's a shuffling sound and some rustling, the pictures wobbles slightly] Huh?

[The picture moves quickly and aims in for an extreme close up of buck teeth. After a couple of seconds of adjustment it eventually aims towards the owner of the buck teeth. It's a boy with a pink hat and from the background he appears to be in his bedroom. The boy looks closely at the screen and then smiles widely] Hey it's the duck community! Cool!

[There's a short pause on the audio feed, and then:]

My husband is unavailable at this time, and I am in need of some assistance.


Someone should worldhop here. ...someone I don't hate.


A male is preferable but I am not picky.

[Another pause, and then:]

And get here quickly.


((Somebody got smacked by Lust. Anyone who answers is going to have to deal with some major Morning After Regret once the virus is over.))

[You see a certain little black dragon, who is tearing up a book to make a nest. Most people can guess what would happen next when Rose sees this. In fact she comes into view now and sees the mess that is being made.]

Rascal! What are you doing? [She comes over and picks up the little dragon, who chirps a bit. Rose signs and then smiles, setting the dragon down.]

It is alright. Just don't do it again. [And the little dragon chirps in confusion because she's not yelling. In fact, she still has that calm peaceful smile.]

I guess you can have this book to finish your nest. You are already half way through it.

[And the video cuts off there.]

[Prussia is in his private garden taking care of a small bonsai tree. He's turning the tree so it doesn't grow out of shape, since it grows toward the light that comes from the ceiling. ]

Community, you all seem to be troubled of lately. [Prussia removes the dead leaves from the surface, then he waters it. When he finally speaks again his voice is calm and soft, very unnatural to those who know how he usually yells speaks.]

I suggest a group hug.

Oh? The community is trying to bother me again? I wonder what it wishes me to do now...

Sir? Ton Ynoldeh's fleets are about to move on -

Begone, servant.

But the planet -

Will be destroyed or will not. What does our action matter, hmm? Everything ends in time.

But, Lordship...

Let her have the world, if she relishes destruction so. Should we anger a one such as she, simply because we wish to protect a few million lives? Let the world burn. Why try to save it?

[Arthur is opening the drawers and cupboards of his kitchen, a frown in his face.]

It's really frustrating when there's nothing to eat in your house.

[And he doesn't mean that in the -My house is full of food, but there's nothing I would eat- sense. No,no, he actually ate everything that was edible. The fridge is open and empty, there's a lot of dirty dishes in the sink and empty food packages everywhere. He opens another cupboard and finds a single muffin that Eames left there that morning, probably to eat later when he got back home.]

Oh. [Arthur grabs it and literally eats in in less than two seconds. For someone so slim, he sure has an ability when it comes to devours things.] Hm...I'm still hungry.

Sex toys.

I need sex toys for chicks, stat.

Most of you guys're from the future where science's done great things for sex. [Snap. Snap. Greed smacks the table with his hand expectantly.] Let's see the offerings, gentlemen.