[The camera on Alize's laptop flicks on to show her and Hakuba in the music room of his house - Alize sitting on the couch (her chair is off to one side), shuffling through music sheets, and Hakuba standing as he quietly practices his violin. Irene is playing with a toy on the couch and 'chu'ing to herself. None of them take any notice of the filming, which means the comm is probably playing with video posts again.

There's a second violin lying almost invitingly on the table between them, but Alize is rather pointedly ignoring it. Hakuba glances at her and plays a spirited stanza, but she ignores that too. Unperturbed, he continues with the song: a pretty challenging piece meant for a quartet, or at least for two violins, but he's doing a good job of it. It seems he's been practicing.

After a moment or two, Alize pipes up without looking up from her papers:]

You need to put more feeling into it.

[Hakuba just stops and lowers the violin. Alize blinks and glances up at him, and he quirks an eyebrow before retorting] I don't think you're in any position to critique my music.

[That makes the singer glare.] I still know more about it than you.

Oh really? [The eyebrow goes higher] Skill deteriorates if you stop using it, you know. And you haven't played anything for almost half a year.

[Alize flinches, but keep glaring.] That doesn't change what I know!!

Of course it does. A person's skill set is almost always directly correlated to their knowledge base. [He replaces the violin under his chin.] At least I've played lately. You've been falling out of practice, sister. I bet you couldn't even keep up with me any more.

[Now she's angry enough to slam a palm down on the couch cushions] I could so!

In tune? [Hakuba's very good at the 'condescendingly dubious' look]

I can too!! [She snatches up the extra violin and levels the bow at her adopted brother with a scowl, growling out] Play.

[Hakuba smirks and does so, starting with a tauntingly casual up-and-down opening verse that slides over the strings. Alize just listens intently, and as soon as his music breaks, she plucks her strings in a sharp retort, her posture upright and intense. He returns it.

And they duel.

Alize is taking this as a personal challenge, and Hakuba's expression is serious with concentration as he does his best to keep up with her, but the detective can't help a little smile. He's just gotten his sister to pick up an instrument for the first time since February.]

WHO THE HELL PULLED THAT CRAP WITH THE HOSPITAL?! TELL ME RIGHT NOW!! AND DON'T GIVE ME ANY OF THAT CRAP ABOUT IT BEING THE COMMUNITY!

Hey. guys.

( Totally not cut IC. )


((Pretend it's set to play REALLY LOUD. XD))

I really hate this community sometimes.


((Latecomer! Also, Alize is not as enthusiastic about this as she'd normally be because she's still terrified that she's going to go off by accident and kill someone. Stupid living weapons.))

Hey, kids. Capt'n Jack Harkness, pleasure to meet you.

Well, somehow I've ended up by myself. What with Ianto off on a much deserved and needed vacation--actually, it reads kind of like dramatic irony: Ianto Jones, bruised not only his ego, but his face. Fell down the stairs in the hub and onto his head while trying to restrain a Weevil. Concussion and a nasty bruise--matches his shirts, last time I checked. That's what he gets for being cocky. I'll have to teach him how to do it right, hah.

Anyway, with him off and activity "all quiet on the ranch", Gwen's off with Rhys (Rhys "the Rant"? Heh, more like Rhys "the Ronk"--no matter what I do, I can't seem to wash that man out of my hair. ..."South Pacific"? No? Anybody? Maybe I'm getting too old... Culture, people! You twenty-first century guys, you really did miss out on a lot: petticoats, corsets, men in uniform... Am I still talking in parentheses? Tosh'd have my head. God, I miss) doing marital what have you, so I'm here by my lonesome. With Janet, of course, but things're really bad if you think Janet's the idea of a good time. Although...

In any case, here I am. Found something to do. Who knows who could be on here--maybe I'll get to have an actual conversation with a certain Doctor; one that doesn't require running around, now there's a novel idea. Although, with him, it seems to be all about the running. Still, it would do him good to know that he could stop by every once and a while. You know, for a man who can do so much traveling, a man with so much time on his hands, would it really be that hard to visit? It's not like I'm going anywhere anytime soon.

((Strikes deleted))

KID!!! If you know where Hakuba and Aoko are you'd better tell me right now!!

And if you don't, you'd better let me help you look for them!!

Kaito, Alize, Akako, Aoko and I managed to get back from our little trip to Alizé world in one piece, I apologize if I we made any of you worried.

Aoko is dealing with the shock of being kidnapped, stripped down and nearly killed because she was chosen to be a sacrifice for their god… resting, but she wanted to thank you all as well for your support and help.

[Aoko's voice is nervous and she's whispering, more female voices can be heard the background]

If someone can heard this, please I..we need help. They took away Kaito and Hakuba, and they want to kill them. I know that the boys managed to escape the priests but the guards are after them and....

[A pause, the murmurs on the backgrounds grow]

I'm in some kind of temple with a group of religious fanatic girls, please if someone...!

[The microphone goes off]

(ooc. part of the fuzzy navel plot, all replies assumed voice)

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[change to video post]

Woof, woof!!?


(ooc: Eris Kaito’s fault)

Oi, Bass! I found this video while going through the files on my computer! Can't believe I never posted it. It's from back when I flooded your apartment. Heh.

I haven't done a magic show for the community in a while, and I know most of you have yet to see me work. So! How about a sample of what I can do? If you like what ya see, I'd be willing to do birthday parties, weddings, and so forth for a small fee. Trust me, you won't find a better magician than someone born and trained by a Kuroba. It's in our blood or something.

( OOC Cut for Length )

Y'know, that show went a little bit better than the last one. No one was almost turned into lunch! Maybe because no snakes were involved this time. Huh.

Hello my beauties, what we have here? Oh, excuse me, duckies is the most adequate term. I’ve been watching this community for some time now, I must say, I love how you organized it. So…...chaotic.

It’s a pleasure to meet you all.

I’m the Goddess of Chaos and Discord. You know me. You’ve seen my work before. You’ve most likely felt my power at some point in your life.

Call me Eris.

Oh, and before you ask. I don’t like apples.

[Locked||private]

I haven't seen something so gorgeous in all my years of being immortal. This place is the most beautiful chorus of human anguish I've heard in a millennium. Insanity, destruction and strife, and all that without my help. Oh and not just humans, that’s even better.

There are so many possibilities…I’m going to like playing here.

[/locked]

So... say you did something kind of stupid a few months ago. Nothing that could really damage your career, just standing up at a protest and saying a few words. You've laughed about it in a few interviews since, and it seems to have gotten you something of a fanbase outside racing.

Would finding out that the communications line into your house has been tapped seem to anybody here to be connected to the protest thing, or am I being paranoid? I mean, it could just be an "investigative reporter" breaking the law. (Wouldn't be the first.)

Sorry for disappearing, but "the off-season" only really exists for fans. Rick's been running me into the ground, lately.

[Have a phantom thief, reclining in a wooden chair in a nondescript room, a deck of cards in one hand. He's frowning, looking off to the side, and he looks like he's deep in thought.]

Do you know the legend of Pandora's Box?

[He slouches forward and begins to expertly shuffle the deck of cards. He's overly concentrated on his cards and still not looking at the camera]

Greek mythology says the woman Pandora was given a jar and told not to open it. Eventually, her curiosity became too much, and she opened the jar, unwittingly releasing all of the world's evils, illnesses and diseases. And yet, at the very bottom of the jar, the one good thing she released, was hope. The treasure underneath the sorrow.

[A pause follows as he finishes shuffling the deck and plucks the very first card off of the top. He finally looks at the camera and shows his card-- the Ace of Spades. The death card. He finally smiles wryly, before crumbling the card in his gloved hand, twisting his wrist and producing a white dove, which flutters her wings softly.]

Indulge in the curiosity of a thief, community. What are the most sought after treasures in your world? Jewels with bloody histories and long legends surrounding them, artifacts cursed by the gods, things that people would give their lives to have.

[He lifts his hand and the dove takes off, leaving only a few feathers in her wake. Kid watches her go]

I'm interested.

((Replies assumed anon/video with untraceable IP unless otherwise stated))

Correct me if I'm wrong, but Heiderich said this was a way to communicate with other scientists.

So anyway, we're a group of people working on rockets, and we'd really appreciate the help anyone could throw in our direction. Things are going okay, but the propellant mixture we're currently working on gives pretty mixed results at best, so.

Oh, and by the way, my name is Edward Elric.

[It's a pan of a cave, if you look carefully you might see a young man sleeping in a corner but it's not focused on that. The webcam is shakily moved to show two large white wolves. San speaks.]

My two brothers, Taro and Shoji.

[The wolves pay no attention to her. San walks outside, the webcam briefly looks at the ground and then the sky. Finally it focuses on a BIG white wolf laying asleep on a rock.] My mother, the wolf god, Moro.

[San moves the webcam to show herself.]

Me. Witch-human said "which one doesn't belong". I'm a wolf, too. It's obvious. Or would you say the same thing like her?

So, everyone. What world are you from? What sort of place is it?

I'm from Earth, year 2009. Magic isn't really a public thing, but I believe it exists and since a girl who says from my world teleported into my room, I think it exists.

So, what about everyone else?

IT'S ALL REAL?!

[As the microphone switches on, there is light shifting of the spokesperson's computer chair following by a sound of a boy clearing his throat.]

A-Ah,..hey..ducks,

I hope everyone...had a good Christmas and...got what they wanted. Jordan got me a new cello and...I guess--

[He pauses for a minute before speaking again; but his voice quieter than normal.]

--I...haven't tried it out yet. And I thought...maybe...it would be good to..make this..recording or something.

U-Uh...sooooo..


Tell me..what you think of it or if it's..out of tune. I've been out of practice for awhile so...I guess..feedback would be good. And I'll try and..play loud enough so you can hear.

[And then Shinji's voice falls silence as the sounds of him typing picks up.]

( Locked to Maraich(Text) )

[The squeak of his computer chair echoes while he scoots back from the microphone and a light humming thud of his cello is heard--then silence...until---]

( OOC CUT )

[ooc: TELL ME IF THE MUSIC DOES NOT WORK FOR YOU. If not, I have a youtube back up o/]

 I don't care what the frick you say.


John Lennon was the greatest man that ever frickin lived.


Feel free to discuss.