Setsuna Mudou
14 March 2013 @ 06:00 am
[His tone is not as chipper as usual. Two parts a little melancholy, a part frustration.]

White Day, huh? Who else here even celebrates it?

I'll be glad when it's done. Means the romantic days are over with for a while.

Filtered to July )

Filtered to Saya )
 
 
Korra
14 March 2013 @ 09:40 am
closed action for housemates )


[ voice ]

Uh... [Man she hates making public posts. She coughs awkwardly.] If any of you knew Miles Morales... he's left the City.

[A long moment of silence before the feed clicks off.]
 
 
Andrew Ryan
14 March 2013 @ 08:36 pm
It's interesting, isn't it, to think on the nature of betrayals?

[The lack of accompanying video with the voice post is probably for the best, since his tone is tense and irritated -- his face would, likely, match his voice.]

Sometimes we're betrayed by those we thought we could trust implicitly. I admit, I have very little patience for those people, as their very decision to trust anyone apart from themselves was... ill-conceived, to say the least. Sometimes we're betrayed by those we never trusted in the first place, but who we still let get too close. I needn't elaborate; I'm sure we've all experienced that particular sting of betrayal.

[A pause, and then his tone gets a little angrier.]

Sometimes, however, people find that they can't even trust themselves. That the true betrayer, the true destroyer -- of their ideals, of their beliefs, of everything they hold important -- is themselves. That, I think, is the worst betrayal of all. That is what we should all be so worked up about.

[By the time he's finished, he's practically yelling, and then there's a pause, a strangled noise of pain, and the audio shuts off quickly.]

[[Yes. He just stabbed himself. With a fork. Forward dated slightly to the 15th, just because I wanted to get this up before I had to rush off to work. Betrayals and stabbings, ahoy!]]
 
 
July
14 March 2013 @ 09:15 pm
[Hatter hasn't been home since giving July that message. July waited patiently as he should.

Then he called out.

No, he didn't filter. It doesn't matter to him if people hear him calling for his mommy.]



Mad Hatter, will you come home soon?






[If you were hoping for more from him, he stopped there. All you get is a little boy waiting for Hatter to come back to him.]
 
 
Pinoko
14 March 2013 @ 11:30 pm
[Pinoko's standing upright and military, arms folded behind her back, head raised high, and not wearing an apron for once!]

Ahem!

[Her apartment is sparkling clean behind her. It seems like she's gone over the cleaning several times...]

Pinoko has an an announchment to make.

She'll be working at the hoshpital, sho if anyone's ever in any twouble, like if you maybe got sliced up really bad and need shtitches, Pinoko will be able to help, okay?

[She doesn't keep the serious air up for very long, turning to give a big, bright smile to the camera.]

Sho nobody worry, okay?