[Oh, look who it is, it's everybody's favorite Renaissance Italian! Ezio is resting on a rooftop in Florence, from what can be seen, but he looks amused nonetheless.]

Merda. I am glad that the time on this community does not reflect my time back home. I spent nearly a week thinking I was... something else, only to find I had been gone perhaps an hour here.

Though I do not fully understand-- what is a Pokèmon?

Oh, and messere Kamina? [He grins.] You have a terrific right hook.

[You see a scruffy looking young woman looking right at whatever is filming. Behind her you can see some drawing like they were drawn by a child, featuring a rabbit with a pocket watch, a mock turtle and someone with a tall top hat. She frowns a titles her head some.]

Who left this journal here? Such things are meant for if you want to remember things and I only wish to for get.

[She's quiet for a bit and you can hear the of pages turning as she goes through the pages of the journal]

And it's already been written in with some nonsense stories. Pretty useless. Probably one of the children left it here.

Has anyone heard from Arthur at all? I got a postcard, but he didn't write anything...

On a related note: How long should you give someone space before you go looking for them to drag them back home?

[Farfarello is looking annoyed, but there is something off about his expression. Perhaps something missing; that edge, that hint of insanity? He looks as normal as a white-haired 20 year old with an eye patch, golden eye and a face full of scars can look.

Anyone who has seen him around the comm before might also note that he does appear to be at a very different location than usual. Through the window behind him, one can get a nice view of a beach and the whole room looks rather high class.]

Brothers. Why do they have to be so annoying?




[ooc: Yes, someone is hit by the family virus and a messed up little family it is.]

[What madness is this? Klavier Gavin has never been seen anywhere near a baby…well, at least not while he wasn’t virused anyway…and now he was sitting in the middle of a nursery with a heavy Victorian influence. He was surrounded by toys, clothes, toiletries, bottles…off to the side…a mauve baby rocker…and in his hands diapers. Two different types…

…and he looks terribly confused. Clearly he knows beans about babies, in spite of being saddled with one at least twice.]


Alright…I give up…I’ve done the research, but I still can’t make up my mind…[it’s up to you community…he holds up his selection of diapers]…cloth or disposable?


[And before there's a misunderstanding] It's for Herr Akeldama.

What do you think of the planetarium? That beautiful twinkling of eternity that will never fade, no matter when. All the stars in all the sky are waiting for you.

......ah! Hello? Is this the help and support center? I am very sorry about that, I did not mean to confuse you. I was practising.

This is the help and support center, isn't it? I haven't been able to connect for such a long time. I thought that perhaps I had become even more broken. After all, I haven't been able to run the proper diagnostics without being connected to you.

I have a number of things to report! Firstly, it seems that the connection between departments is malfunctioning. I can't get through to anyone. Secondly, I cannot access the updated databases. Thirdly, I haven't been able to find any information on holidays or transport malfunctions, and yet, we haven't had any customers for quite some time. Fourthly...

This is the help and support center, isn't it?