[There's a disarmingly handsome face on the network, peering at the screen with mild but open interest. He looks as if he may have just stepped out of an old fashioned literary romance novel but his tone sounds more relaxed than some brooding romantic hero's should be.]

Mirror, mirror. What is it that you are showing me?

Other dimensions?

Hello? Can anyone hear me?

Alright, boys and girls, it's time to talk cash crops! I know we got some gardeners or flower nuts or scientists or whatever out there. What's worth growing where you're from? Anything real useful or tasty or pretty or whatever that's hard to grow?

I heard hydrangeas are poisonous. Any kinda plants that're strong poisons, makes your head funny or paintings talk to you or something, knocks you out cold, cures diseases, sobers you up, weird shit like that?

[...Summer vacation!!

We all know what that means.

That's right, the beach, everyone wants to go to the beach!! However, Natsume and Haru are attempting to call someone... but... she's still angry at them for tossing her into the water last time they went to the beach.]

Darn! She hung up on me again! That woman!

Is it because the way you suck at inviting people? If you keep calling her continuously, thinking that she'll pick up, then you're wrong! [says a very smug looking Natsume.]

Why don't you call then?!

[Natsume takes out her phone and attempts the same-] Ah! Hello? Shizuku, is that you? I'm your mochi!

[....and she hangs up immediately.....

Suddenly, Sasayan and friends come walking in, talking up a storm. He asks what's wrong with Natsume and Haru, since they both seem down, and after they respond back saying Shizuku is ignoring them, he replies with a "ahaha that's what I thought!" they were puzzled at that, but Sasayan quickly said that he came here to ask Micchan if he wanted to go river fishing. They say that Natsume and Haru should come too, along with Shizuku- but after saying that Shizuku probably won't come, Sasayan is suddenly on the phone with her.]

She said she'll go. [...but how did Sasayan...!!] I'm sorry, I have to go, I'll see you guys tomorrow-

Don't think you've won!

...Huh, why are you guys mad?

Are you all back to your normal level of inanity and lunacy, or do we have to put up with this for another week?


((Who has one thumb, speaks limited Spanish, and is not admitting to being affected by a virus that whole time? This guy.))

[A bathroom mirror comes slightly into focus, a faint reflection visible. Once the steam clears, it becomes clear it's Marti, though she's full dressed and seems to only be about to brush her teeth when she notices.]

No.

[Darkness. In community time, it seems like only a few seconds but when it turns back on, Marti is on the couch, books in her lap. Something causes her to look up. Immediately, the books drop as she moves to turn it off. ]

I'm losing to a computer. Great, just the boost I need.

[Black again. Next time, seconds later again, she appears, this time standing in front of it.]

Okay, so, I'm being stalked by a pushy computer who wants to play therapist. So, here's for the sharing and caring...

I have the cheerleader audition today. It's normal to be nervous, right? Right. People are nervous. [She begins to pace.] Especially when something as big as a scholarship is on the line. By the way, thanks again Wanda.

[A deep breath and then she stops.] So, I shared. Your turn. Any tips for a girl who's about to try out for the cheerleading for the first time at a college level?

Alcohol's not an option.

Best. Day. Ever. [yeah something’s not quite with this here Lancer in this here video…or less right than usual…it could be the jolly appearance, it could be that he was randomly pointing at nothing in particular…or that his index finger just kept missing the screen.] Oh my butterfly! Oh shite was that poetry…I should write a book…one of those big ass books of poetry they teach in universities…people’ll need a reference to go with it…but you can open it up anywhere and the magic’ll just touch you…

…Oi, oi! What were we talking about…[he’s losing track of his own thoughts, this is so great]…oh right…butterflies…they’re awesome…I saw that word somewhere, s’a good thing awesome…bunnies are feckin’ awesome…you can find bunnies on this nexus thing…pictures of bunnies…lots of bunnies...BUNNY!…But you know you find a lot of really bizarre shite as well…

Look at this!

( Under this cut will be pictures, jokes, and roasting so warning! )





[ooc: So for the first few days Lancer will be experiencing the glorious Drunk virus…since drunkenness is a rare thing for him he will be enjoying this and he’ll probably add alcohol to the mix as well…because it’ll be an authentic drunken Irishman experience for him.]

A thought exercise for you, community.

There is a cage containing one person in it and a cage containing ten people in it. If you open one of the cages, the other will immediately drop into lava below, killing everyone inside. You must open one cage or the other.

What do you do if:

1. You know nothing about the people in either cage?

2. You know that the ten people in the second cage are all criminals, and nothing about the person in the other cage?

3. You know that the person in the first cage is a saint who has never harmed a single fly, and know nothing about the people in the other cage?

4. You know that the person in the first cage is a saint and that the second cage contains all criminals?

5. You know only that one person in the second cage is a murderer, and nothing about all the other people?

Thank you for your time.

[It's 3 AM and the feed flickers on to reveal a shirtless Nathan Explosion sitting up against his headboard. He's got a pair of reading glasses perched on the end of his noise and he taps the camera with the eraser of his pencil.]

Hey! Community! Hey! Hey. Hey. You awake? Is anyone awake? Is anyone there? I have a question. Come on one of you ***holes has to be awake. Hey.


[He pauses, clearing his throat as if preparing to ask a Very Serious Question.]

What's a 5 letter word for an arboreal lemur?

[There's a crinkle as he shifts the newspaper in his hand. That's right, ladies and gents, Nathan just woke you up for help on a crossword puzzle. IT'S IMPORTANT SHIT, OKAY?!]

[There's vision of Gellert peering curiously at the screen then he bursts into a bright grin.]


Ah, there you are, duck community! It has been a while.

My book remained blank, no matter what spell I tried - but now you have returned! So much has happened in the last five years.


[Yes, it's been that long for him in his world.]


How are you all?

[It looks like this time Orlando is sitting in front of a campfire at night. His surroundings aren't very clear, obscured by the light and the smoke from the fire, though there is the sound of someone else snoring. Though he's in the same simulated body, Orlando himself appears to be in better shape than he was in the last video that came from his account. For one, sitting up doesn't seem to be a struggle.]

Hey, community. There's been a lot going on, so I haven't really...updated here. [He shifts, settling his weight back a little.]

We're still online, in this network. Nobody knows why we can't get offline. But there's this guy- [He almost says the name, "Sellers," but at the last moment wonders if that might be an unnecessary risk to the man.] He helped get us all here, people from all over, because he wanted people to help him stop the people in charge of the network. They're some of the most powerful people in the world and...they're not good. [His expression darkens.] They've been doing things to kids. Putting them in comas.

[His look becomes direct. Determined. Sincere.] So we're going to stop them. [After a moment, a trace of embarrassment or doubt passes over him.] Or at least we're going to try.

[He looks off to the side.] Fredericks and I got separated from the others, though, so we'll have to find them first.

Um. I guess that's it.

[As the video clicks on we see Riley, surrounded by quite a lot of luggage. He appears to be in the back of a moving vehicle.]

Alright guys. I figured I should post something before the community decided to do it for me. I'll probably be out of communication for about a week. Maybe more. I decided to take the hypothetical job I mentioned before. We're heading to...well, we're heading to the Arctic.

[There's a distinctly Nic Cage voice coming from off screen. "Having fun back there, Riley?"

Riley looks up, over the computer screen.]

Oh yeah. Tons.

[A few different chuckles are heard off screen. Riley looks back down at the camera. His tone is quieter.]

I'll let you know when I get back. Hopefully the community won't butt in while I'm out here.

( Cut for video. Skip to 0:22 )

[After the video ends, the girl looks over toward whatever's recording her, moving closer to the screen.]

Great. Just a little online humiliation to finish the day off right.

[There's a series of rapid button smashing before she sits back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest as she laughs a bit.] It just couldn't get any better.