Just a heads up for anyone that knew him... Mamoru Takatori doesn't seem to be able to access the community anymore.

[Today the community has caught Takato deep in thought as he stares at his digivice.  He begins quietly, almost singing to himself.]

Across the tears I'll find myself
While making sure, one by one
I'll become myself heading toward tomorrow.

Running toward the park you are waiting at, sharing the morning
My shoes have become tight again.

Can't I catch up to the growing me somewhere?
Only my heart is keeping time.

[I'll try to be strong.] But why are you doing that?
You asked me but It's weird, I can only respond with a smile.

There is a strong me, somewhere in my heart
It only comes out every once in a while but
You showed it to me.

You'll find me beyond the tears
While making sure, one by one
I'll become myself heading toward tomorrow.

Maybe my invisible wings grow larger too
Will I suddenly begin to understand?
Like my shoes getting tight.
Because you are smiling beyond the tears I'll definitely cross over too
Because now I'm walking carefully towards tomorrow.

[ooc: Takato is singing his image song Across the Tears.  You can see the original here.]

[ And now we open up to Steve walking through the city. Naturally music is going to start laying because this is just how the community is working this week. This might be a little familiar to people--. With some tweaks. Everyone in italics is not Steve. ]

Oh this town. Not a quiet village...
Never a day, like the one before. Busy town! Full of busy people...
Waking up to say-
( this cut is for your own good )

[The community looked to have caught Lancer just as he was leaving the flower shop. In ordinary clothes and glasses, he seemed a little distant as he gave a few quietly polite farewells to his apparent coworkers. Turning and starting to walk off, one hand idly toyed with a gold chain around his neck--whatever sort of pendant it held was concealed under his shirt.]

[A few moments' silence passed, only interrupted by singing in a slow and quiet voice as he walked.]

The crime is that God created me beautifully
I'm wrong to be reflected in your eyes
The punishment is that I'm overflowing with love
Nevertheless, I'll still love you, right?

[He didn't sound very eager or happy; his tone was contemplative and even mournful as he went through the song almost under his breath. Once it was over, Lancer stopped walking for a moment with a look of slight confusion.]

...that was unusual.

[And that was the only thought he had to offer on the matter, continuing to walk as if nothing happened. Another virus, likely harmless. No point in worrying over it.]

[You see Ravage going about his business at in the Decepticon base. Mainly pulling monitor duty on the bridge. Nothing really exciting here. After a short while, he starts humming a tune and bobs a bit like he's starting to dance. Of then he just bursts out into this song.

[What? Were you expecting something deep and meaningful? The video ends with him still singing, and pouncing around now.]

[This video, while it has the normal slight flatness and lag, shows more of Orlando's surroundings than usual. He's sitting on the couch he's usually seen on, but in addition to the wood paneling behind him, another wall is visible, which is entirely devoted to a grainy video of robots of some sort digging in red soil. In a corner, there's a glass case containing odds and ends seemingly scavenged from various fantasy flicks- glowing rings, skeletal hands, smoothly polished stones of many colors. A sort of holographic screen hangs in the air in front of Orlando, though it's impossible to see what's on it from this angle. As he desultorily waves his fingers in front of the screen in a way that evidently does something, he begins...to sing.]

Master of codes
The demon download
I rule on this throne
By anarchy
Of circuitry
This is the end of all you'll know

Seeds have been sown
Down silicon roads
By the kings of control
Who now mutate
Your human shape
'til there's an end to all you'll know

[His voice, though clearly unpracticed and a little hoarse, grows more forceful.]

Oh can we be
Absolutely free?
Or must we simulate every need?
Are we just empty shells
In virtual hell?

Oh this I'll resist
I will exist
Not be eclipsed
There'll be no end to all I know

[There's a pause, and the last line is sung very quietly before the video cuts out.]

I'll have to stand alone.

[The video opens on to this. Ven is standing in what looks like a cage and pacing.]

What is going on? [He crosses and uncrosses his arms, before grabbing the bars.]

Somebody tell me how I got so SMALL!

((OOC: Link is to Youtube. Skip to about 0:40 until 1:10. Not much but worth it.))