{ video }

[enacts]

[ okay so Alibaba has kind of understood the slightly vague rundown that he was given about this place and the strange thing he was given, so sincerest apologies when the video feed shows nothing but his shoes and sounds of him being frustrated. he turns it a few times in his hands and the camera flips flops all over the place. ]

How do you work this thing? [ insert smacking noises from Alibaba ignorantly smacking it unaware that it has been own and recording the entire time. ]

Hello. Are you in need of assistance?

[ this is the part where edi plays the helpful, mobile vi to gain information and details of what's unknown to her — it's easier that way, with little questions to be asked about her because the time is not right yet. this is not messing around.

.... just a little. ]

Well actua-

[ the camera pans up, unknowingly to Alibaba, to a robotic torso revealing the lower half of their face to the "collar bone" as soon as he hears a voice speaking to him. there's a rather extended pause as Alibaba tries to figure out to respond to what he's seeing.

Though during the silence the camera slowly drops to settle on the robot's chest...or rather, breasts. ]

Question incomplete. Please finish your statement so that I may assist with optimum capacity.

[ the thing is: edi knows what's wrong. of course she does, she can think for herself — and she thinks this is reminiscent of her visit to the citadel. that's why she reaches out to take the camera herself. ]

You are having trouble with the device itself?

[ apologies, EDI but he isn't going to be able to respond properly and just lets her take the camera/his device from him. he has quite a dumb look on his face - which can't be seen by the camera. pity. ]

[ that has been remedied: edi moves the camera to point towards his face. ]

This man is in a state of shock. Identity necessary to continue, please reply ASAP. Recommendation: Shaking until he gains his senses back.

(001 ✗ Video)

[snakelady]

[As the feed starts, a black-haired woman with red highlights and pale skins appears on the feed.]

To anyone who missed my first video post... Hello. My name is Lucy, one of the seven Frontier Brains of Hoenn.

[With formalities out of the way, she continues. No, she's not going to say anything more about herself, sorry.]

Introductions aside, this message is mainly directed towards my fellow Pokémon trainers... I would like to speak with you all personally, after this announcement has been made... Pay attention, as this will be important. After speaking with the "queen" of this "country", I discovered that there are, in fact, various places where we are able to heal our Pokémon... The first few are located in Orlea; speak with Lea if you wish to find them...

The next location is in Whitefield, supposedly it is a river with healing properties. However, she did state it's possible that this is a merely lie crafted by the fairies, so I will investigate and report back with my findings... If anyone wishes to join me in this investigation, contact me here.

That is all.

oo1 || Video

[wyverns]

[The feed clicks on and the first thing visible is hay strewn about on the ground- upon closer inspection, the hay is spattered with blood.

After the Scroll is set down to start recording, a fucking dragon comes into view- small enough to fit in the stables, apparently, but her wings are folded down and she's curled up tight. Around her are three of the knights of Highcrest, currently on the ground and moaning in pain- two are bleeding openly, the third is completely passed out.

And amongst it all is a man with pitch-black riding armor and a mask that covers half of his face. The axe in his hand is large, stained with blood, and Gerome hefts it to his shoulder for added effect.]

If anyone else so much as thinks of touching my wyvern-

[The lizard lifts her head slightly, slitted eyes staring curiously into the camera from over Gerome's other shoulder. The rider kicks at one of the knights with an armored boot and the man groans out in pain.]

-then next time, I won't hold back.

[He reaches forward and shuts off the feed.]

[Video]

[still_at_twenty]

[A woman with blonde hair stares at her phone as the broadcast starts. She clears her throat, preparing for a speech:

All right. Pay attention, everyone! This is a call for a bunch of people who knows a black talking cat wearing a red bandanna! We are looking for!

[she frowns at the phone] One pointy guy who likes to wear a suit - Yomiel! I hope you know who you are. One young lady called Kamila. A big and loud detective called Jowd and another loud woman detective called Lynne. There's also an inspector and another talking dog. I forget their names.

If any of those names sound familiar, please page Ally Darling.

[her frown deepens] Before you ask, no, I'm not crazy and the damn cat really talks, okay?

Over and out!

1 | Video / Action

[tomboytendo]

[ At her lodging in Highcrest, Akane had managed to get her hands on some hay and cloth to make a very shoddy punching bag in the shape of a dummy. With a pigtail and a derpy expression. Really that's all you can describe it. The dummy looks like its taken some damage already, but it finally gives up the ghost when Akane's fist punches clean through it, knocking the stuffing out of the poor dummy, literally.

Training done, she sighs, dropping onto a tree stump nearby and turning her attention to the device she'd left propped up nearby. ]

I'm doubting I'm going to have any luck in this regard, but... here goes. My name is Akane Tendo, heir to the Tendo Dojo. I'm hoping that someone else from home might be here - does anyone know the Nerima district in Japan? Or might have heard of Furinkan High School? ... Kasumi, Nabiki- are you there?

... I'll even settle for Ranma at this rate.

[ Oh fess up Akane, you'll do more than settle. ]

01||Video

[queensdog]

[There's a small, rather irritated looking boy on the screen, dressed in the fine clothes most people would associate with the horse and carriage days. To a modern history buff, the can be recognized as Victorian era clothing. He seems to be having quite the difficulty in operating his device. The chalkboard was simple enough for him  to use, but the camera was proving to be more confusing than expected even though it's...probably actually much simpler to use than a Victorian era camera?]

"Honestly, the things people in this world think up! How bothersome. It would be so much easier if I had Sebastian here, I could just order him to work this idiotic contraption..."

[Sadly, for the young earl, his "one hell of a butler" was not here with him...yet...and appeared to be no guarantee that Sebastian Michaelis would follow him to this world, although he was hopeful. He was also hopeful that no bothersome people from his own world would follow him here.]

"...Oh well. It doesn't seem to work. Not that I particularly needed it to. I just wanted to see what it did...