It's Hangover Day, also known as The Day After Saint Patrick's Day.

Tell me, community. What's the most ridiculous thing you've done while drunk?

[Issei's not affected, but don't worry, he's not going to be too mean.]

White Day was last Wednesday and the community didn't even pay attention to it! I got nothing. Nothing! That's so stupid! It gave cupcakes on Valentine's day, didn't it?

I'm declaring this community biased! Watch a virus be going on to celebrate that Irish thing! It could give you free drinks. Ultra biased! ...Or was that yesterday? Whatever. There should be non-western holidays in here and ones from different universes too!

Tell me your holidays. I'll make a list and we can show it to that leader when we make/find the guy.

[ ps: yes you can truth or dare this one. be very afraid of her doing it back. ]

[video]

Hey! Guys of the community! I know I gave you nothing for Valentine's Day except maybe a couple of obligation chocolates to the people I didn't want to leave with nothing at the end of the day, but you guys have to give me something now. Even though White Day was a couple days ago.

Supreme Overlord O-Haruhi-sama says so.

[Guess who is finally showing herself again now that the situation with Cross is resolved. This lovely Indian lady. She seems to be back to her good spirits as she smiles for the camera.]

I see that some of us are displeased with the fact our respective holidays were not acknowledged by the community. While it may not be my place to say so I consider it a blessing. I believe we are better suited to share our celebrations with our fellow community members than the actual community itself. For now on let us not wait for the community to act. Let us take the initiative ourselves and if the community chooses to join us then better for it.

I believe we will all be happier for it.


[ooc; Lilith will not be playing but, feel free to do so with her. She won't take advantage once she figures out what is going on.]

Why is it every time I visit Empire City during St. Patrick's Day that I always get pinched? It's really annoying, especially when I need parts for a project or groceries.

[He sighs.] I really should get looking for new possible places to live sooner or later. I've lived here far longer than I have anywhere else and this boredom is really getting to me.


(OOC: He's affected, so feel free to truth or dare this kid.)

[Butterfly sighs a little. Anyone who saw that raccoon during the last grab-bag virus will remember the background, though not the angle. She's looking a little harried.]

I wish Two Fire Herb would get back from his trip soon. I realize he's our only link to the other cells, but really, it's dangerous, and it means I more or less have to watch all the children. It's lucky at least some of us are old enough to help.

((OOC: Butterfly is virus'd for truth or dare, so go ahead! Also possibly leading into canon starting in the near future.))

Ducks! Thank you so much for these wonderful machines. I have been able to find so many delicious tidbits. It's simply divine. Look, someone has even seen fit to write a novel about me. Or perhaps about our dear Lady Maccon, but I understand I feature prominently. As well I should.

Now, according to this wonderful website known as "TV Tropes," my world is an example of what is known as Steampunk. Isn't that simply the most darling thing? How dreary to think that your worlds do not have, say, dirigibles, or aethergraphic current. I am terribly sad for you, buttons!

My goodness, I just had the most stunning idea. I don't know why I didn't think of it before! You must all come for a party. My townhouse is more than large enough to accomodate an intimate gathering of just us ducks! Of course, I must insist on proper attire, but I'm sure that is no trouble. Shall we say the 31st of March? I will, of course, send out a more formal invitation in the future, but since this is somewhat short notice, do consider this your 'save the date' card. Of course, I will require some of you to worldhop guests to my location. That won't be a problem, will it?

My goodness, I am aflutter. I will have to commission a new outfit for the occasion!

[ETA: I've updated Lord A's ooc info post on the ball here. Please read it for more info (even if you read it before! Updates at the bottom!) and feel free to ask any questions there.]

[As the video first turns on all you can see is a bed with a very large lump of blankets and pillows at the center. After a moment a grumble emerges from the lump and the blankets begin to shift. Veeeeeery carefully Ariadne's face peeks out of the tangled mess. She has dark circles under her eyes and her hair is all knotted and frizzy. Immediately she groans and clamps her eyes shut tight.]

Too bright...

[Her hand snatches at the blankets and covers her face once more. Another groan and she peeks out again.]

It's recording me, isn't it?

[Ariadne had a bit too much St. Patrick's Day fun yesterday, and yes, she is under the influence of the virus.]

[ This recording starts off quiet, the "air" sounds gritty. Light pops and scratches can be heard. The silence is broken a few seconds in with light breathing from your friendly neighbor agent of justice. His calm breaths soon become shorter and shakier. As if the agent suddenly found something to be nervous about. ]

I do not like hotels very much. They can be unpredictable- very unpredictable. I felt it was best to have as little contact with the mattress as possible.

[ He pauses for a moment. ]

This will be the... third consecutive night where I will not get more than four hours [ Takes a deep breath ] of sleep. I don't suppose there is someone out there who knows a remedy to fix this.

[ ooc; totes affected by the virus. have at it! ]

[ there's the soft whir of static and the hiss of a microphone. almost swallowed by the heavier rumbling. the muted roar of some beast. somewhere. the heavier purr of some beast. somewhere. around him. somewhere. before him. and if he has come to realize that the community has come to record him - he shows no sign of it. not yet. shows no sign of it. not quite yet. as he lies almost dormant in the same sea of sheets. deep in the belly of some dark quarters. the only light, and too bright, is the one that shines above him. hardly paler than he is. hardly paler than he has always been, perhaps. and even now, even now -

but, there is a half-thought. felt in the pulsation of the camera. felt in the shiver and shake images. almost as vocalizing, as though silently - words: ] You've become fond of interruptions, Community.

[ did he speak? did he speak, again? he appears, once again, as though he must have. though his eyes do not open, as they once did. he takes time. to peer through blearily. to allow his eyes, almost too red, to adjust to the brightness. to adjust to the light: ] You are filled with questions, is it? [ a small pause, and there's no move to sit up. no move to truly budge. seeming to be fine to lie still. or stiller. limbs tucked beneath blankets and flat on his back. never inching. almost - there's something that touches at the edge of his lips, though it seems unidentified. as he closes his eyes. again. ] ... I understand. This day is unlike your others - individuals who speak here, they've become different.

[ a longer beat and the image seems to flicker. to break. and beneath it, though the video seems to fade, blue's voice creeps through. under static: ] That's all, then?

[ it doesn't answer. of course it wouldn't. instead, it bursts or fizzles. shuts off -

silences. ]

( ooc: is blue affected? ... maaaaybe. )

Hi Ducks. It's Brittany, bitch.

I have something important to say.

This is my friend, Sam. He's a Duck, too, so a lot of you know him. He's a very
nice guy, but there's one thing missing.



rate my photos

Or a date. Both would be nice.

He has a lot of good qualities. He's really hot. He's a good singer and dancer, too, and he can play a guitar, so he's an all around musician. He has good fashion sense... okay, not as good as Kurt's, but no one's as fabulous as Kurt. He has the cutest sweater-

Oh. I forgot what I was talking about. Sam. That's right!

Ok! He has really nice lips, so even his pouts are cute and he's a really REALLY good kisser. That part made Santana really mad.

All in all, Sam is a really amazing guy and any girl on here should want to go out with him.

Hey, I sound like a commercial, don't I? Maybe I should try and sell a date with him....

[Anyone who happens to look at the network at this moment will see an older man sitting alone in what appears to be a simple flat. On the table in front of him is a box that is overflowing with bits of paper.

He gives a heavy sigh before slumping back in the chair, looking more than a little defeated.]

I admit asking this in the middle of an apparent virus is ill-advised, but I would rather not wait if I can help it.

If you found yourself in what you believed to be a hopeless situation, how would you react?


[So. Totally. Affected.]

[This video starts off as - huh. Just an empty room. Nobody living - or rather, existing, in sight.]

[There's a circular screen-like thing on the wall, though, and the positioning of this video gives you a clear view of it. And what it's showing is this, on loop -]

( [[Cut for video]] )

[About 40 seconds through, a certain black and white clothed ghost walks in. He blinks at the screen a bit, then turns around and shouts back through the door.] Clockwork, your portal thing is showing my time again!

[After several moments with no reply, he shrugs, rolls his eyes, and turns back to the "portal thing," jumping into the air to float in a cross-legged position and watch the rest. He's got a satisfied smirk on his face by the time it reaches the end.]

[[This was very much an excuse for the truth-or-dare virus. Go for it.]]

It seems my computer will not let me do anything at all today unless I make a post. How inconvenient.

I suppose I may as well make this worthwhile, if I absolutely must say something...

... Aha.

I would like to know who here is currently unemployed.



((He is totally virused. 8) ))

[Himiko stares down at the device in her hands, confusion on her face.]

What is this? DramaDramaDuck? Why's it on - wait.

[A mischievous smile spreads across her face, only to be quickly masked by faked nonchalance. She glances away and the camera shakes as she gestures with the device.]

Wow, my life has been soooo simple since that irritating community broke my connection. Yup, things have been positively boring. Good thing it will never, ever find me again...

[She pulls out her own phone and flips it open. Immediately the video switches to the other device, and she grins.]

I thought that would work. Hey guys, miss me? Its Himiko. Anything interesting happen in the last two months?