[the video feed cues onto Rin, but he seems like a little worse for ware. He's got some bandages on his face, and he's got some cuts and scrapes and he's got what looks like to be a mild burn on the base of his chin.  But its nothing really, not for him anyways.  ]

Well how is-[as he shrugs, he stops wincing loudly in pain. Yes, pain. A foreign concept to Rin, the son of satan. He's not used to be hurt or going through such things, but he's not one to complain. In fact, considering that this is the first time he's been seriously injured and his arm in a sling he's doing pretty damn well. But still, it doesn't feel comfortable and you can tell he's not feeling well.]

Mmm, ah...Is everyone alright? I mean I know there are still people in the hospital, but I didn't know if the fires were out.

I wish there was something I could do to help. [for once he feels completely and utterly powerless. And it sucks.]

Its no big deal, but, well, does anyone know if their powers have come back? Anything at all? Is there anyone that had powers before at home?  If anyone did, have they gotten them back at all? It'd be nice right now, I mean for some people. Since it might be helpful for healers, maybe. [He winces and yelps again, OW PAIN REALLY SUCKS]

Just curious ya know, [he pauses looking off to the side, deep in thought] no reason.


[ooc: Just fyi, Rin got himself injured at the assault by the dragon protecting Ranka.  He got himself injured and is too stubborn to get it healed =w=.  Soooo yah, he's being a git, oops]

[Equius has been staring at his bracelet for a long time, trying to think of just what to write. Finally, he shakes his head, and just goes for it, sending out two messages, one to the network in general, and one to another troll.

( Public Post )

( Private to Gamzee Makara )

[And with those messages sent, he'll unsling the bow he's taken to carrying around, and start on some archery practice with that tree over there. OH GOSH HOW HE LOVES TO SHOOT ARROWS.]

[ welp. fujimoto has discovered his so called power...!!! he's not extremely impressed with it, considering he's an evil sea wizard back home and everything.

...but that doesn't stop him from drawing lots and lots of bubbles on a big pad of paper and letting them float around freyr's kitchen, as well as a couple lifeless imitations of sea creatures -- namely paper-like lanterns that resemble jellyfish -- he's not extremely concerned because after so long, they disappear (and if it bothers anyone else well he doesn't care about that either). anyone in freyr might actually notice he's got two large buckets with a leg in each one as he sits there. he seems frustrated that he can't draw real sea creatures and have it work.



but he keeps doing it anyway.] There is no point to this.

[ he looks up as if remembering he had a purpose with this bracelet thing, pushing some water-filled bubbles aside. ] ... I'm in need of some parts. If someone could tell me where to obtain a hose...some metal.... tools.... and a medium-sized tank ... I would




appreciate it.

[ there's an awkward pause accompanied by an awkward, sort of nervous stare... and then the feed cuts and he goes back to mumbling to himself at his silly wizard business. ]

[Hello have a very annoyed-looking Nate, who has been a complete and total creeper and has been watching the network for days now without saying anything.]

So.

The big cheese finally shows his face, and you people all just decide to start rolling over for them?

[There's a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth as he swallows back a scowl. He shakes his head.]

Unbelievable.

This is a cult-- or, hell, something worse-- and you're all settling in like it's a dream vacation. Worse than that, you're encouraging all of these new people coming in to do the same. What we should be doing is looking for answers. Finding away out of here. Not 'Yes, Sir'ing our kidnappers like the good soldiers they all want us to be.

I'm not doubting that something strange is going on here. I've seen some crazy shit in my life, too. But this? This is a scam. And you're all falling for it.

[ ....So for the first time since arriving here, Kaz has actually decided to pay just the slightest bit of attention to the actual words and such used in language and not just because his mun missed the auto!literacy memo, shush. The letters that made up words looked familiar to him yes, but he assumed it was because he'd seen them on signs that usually denoted food or something. He hadn't paid it any great deal of mind and ignored most of it.

Until he happened to get bored enough to actually glance at a text entry and realize he can read it. Which is shocking enough for him but it also opens up SO MUCH MORE FOR HIM after his initial freak out. ]

--udio. [ YEP, JUST PRESSED THE AUDIO BUTTON ] Oh fuck, haha! Audio, audio...so that's the thing that starts it. And these things are names I guess then. "Nathan Drake"..."Fuji"--aw damnit, another Jaypan person. Skip, skip...

[ AND THEN HE GETS TO A CERTAIN ASSHOLE'S ENTRY WHICH HE CAN NOW FINALLY READ FOR HIMSELF. ]

Wet the be--because of trauma--?!? [ OH HELL NO. NO. FUCK YOU VANITAS even if he doesn't know it was you who made the entry. Kaz is switching to video immediately as he basically shoves his hand into the "video" button and...if he could grab his screen he would 8'| ]

I do not wet the bed!!

When I find the idiot who wrote this you, and you know who you are, I am going to DESTROY YOU. You hear me?! I'm gonna beat you to death and then smear you up and down the fucking pavement!! People will be like "what the hell is that??" and I'll tell them "Oh, that's the asshole I turned into street pizza for telling horrible fucking lies!"

That's what's going to happen when I find you, fucker!!

[ ....and then the feed stops sjkdgsk because he is SO MAD >8(!!!!! so mad you don't even know ]

[ A dream-like voice comes over the feed, a soft hum starting it off. ] This is very curious. I don't remember falling asleep, but since my shoes have taken off somewhere without me, I assume that is what has happened. Perhaps they have left with that woman's face, though I'm not sure what she would do with them.

[ She sighs. ] But that isn't all that is missing here. Having all the color stolen is quite dreadful. This is much too grand a scheme for Nargles.

I wonder if the Blibbering Humdingers had anything to do with it. But as I haven't been able to find one, I'm not sure how much help I will be able to give you in getting your color back. Or retrieving that nice lady's face. Theft is not very nice, in either case. But I would like to take a crack at it.

[ A distant, almost airy laugh. ] I would very much like to meet one.