19 May 2012 @ 11:24 pm
[Like everyone else, Sora's had a song itching in his brain; now he just can't control himself anymore! He gets his bracelet ready to record the greatest performance on earth. He's on his way to the main floor of Freya house from the second floor, dancing all the way.]

Hey everyone, listen to this! I got two words that will solve all your problems!

Hakuna Matata, what a wonderful phrase!
Hakuna Matata, ain't no passing craze!
It means no worries for the rest of your days!

It's our problem-free philosophy,
Hakuna Matata!


Remember it, okay? Hakuna Matata! It's about overcoming the past.
 
 
19 May 2012 @ 03:11 pm
[When the video feed starts, Parasoul glances at at the screen for a couple of seconds, her one visible eye blinking (winking?) curiously. Once she was certain the feed was working, however, her expression quickly reforms to a controlled stoniness as her right hand shifts on the handle of her elaborately designed umbrella.]

Though this is my first time, addressing the network, I won’t waste your time with the meaningless questions one would perhaps normally be plagued with, in this particularly odd situation we were all tossed into.

However, though my - facetime with that helpful maid answered a lot of my inquiries, I was still left a few unanswered questions:

Who presides over this kingdom? I’m aware of the presence of gods, but surely there’s someone who looks after the well-being of it’s citizens on a constant basis. [Parasoul frowns slightly, angling her head to the side.] Tell me, at the very least, there’s some sort of criminal justice system in place? If so, I’d like to speak with whoever is in charge.

[She then glances off to the side, her expression softening slightly.]

I may not be in a position of power here, but I still wish to assist in whatever way I can.

[Especially if it meant it would benefit her own kingdom, as well.

And while she was set to end her feed on a dignified note, it seemed she wasn't quite done yet.]


Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we'll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella
Ella, ella, eh
--

[And with that, her eyes went wide as she bit her lip to try to stop herself, abruptly ending the feed.]