[There's no video this time, but Katsu sounds tired. Maybe that's why he hasn't turned it on?]

Messiah, noun. Etymology - Hebrew and Aramaic.

Definition one a - the expected king and deliverer of the Jews. Definition one b - Jesus.

Definition two - a professed or accepted leader of some hope or cause.

[He pauses, and there's the sound of a book being set down.]

There's a lot of ways you can take this definition, but most people take it to mean someone who will guide people to a better world. Sometimes it involves punishing the wicked, and sometimes it doesn't.

So, Vatheon. What would you expect someone like this to be like? What would you expect them to act like? And what would you expect them to do?

[The SFC remains on for a few moments longer, as if he's going to say something else, but then he shuts it off.]

[ooc: First, read this please for more details.]


[Locked to the homestuck cast + Lily & whoever else was involved with the GHB thing]

[The SFC starts to a too close up shot of Gamzee's face, before he leans back a little, smiling at the camera. He's looking far more relaxed than he has in a while. He is also in a place that is very definitely not up on the island.]


Aight. Fuckin' open up your motherfuckin' hearstubs cause I got some wicked noise here all to front at you. Best friend were gonna give you the fuckin' down low hisself, but...


[Gamzee trails off, before he flips the SFC --anyone paying very good attention might catch the momentary flash of Eridan staring balefully at Gamzee from across the room-- leaving the camera to settle on the inside of a recuperacoon and a very conked out nubby-troll in its slimey depths.]


Haha, poor lil' motherfucker just were way overdue for catching him all some motherfuckin' good zzz's, yeah?


[He leaves the camera on Karkat for a moment, before he flips it over once again --sorry for anyone getting motion sickness-- looking at the camera with a somewhat serious expression once more.]


About the Grand High Motherfucker...

We went and fuckin' dealt with that shit, you get? Karkat did all went to be telling me not to be dipping into my fuckin' pan here and be sharing the details like a motherfucker passing over the most best bottles of wicked drink, but we got him. Got him good. Took him down and ain't none of us what went and got harshed. Shit, Jade, a brother should all be getting his thank on here for what you done did for us. I'm all betting Karkat is way grateful being too.

So yeah, what I am all saying here, none of you motherfuckers done need to be falling down your fuckin' worries no more, yeah? Karkat said to all like fuckin' get your nooks down and...


[He spaces for a moment, his eyes unfocused, before he laughs.]


And then I done went and got my forgot on for what else he did like to be saying, but I'm real sure being what the good motherfucker all meant was go home and get all up in your fuckin' chill zones, aight? It's cool. We got this.

I do not think I will be up to much for a while, and so I must apologise to those I had plans with. Hopefully we shall be able to continue with them soon, but for now... well.

I will be in my home, if you need to see me.

[Good day, magical underwater place! A new face appears on the network today, and looks like someone had wasted no time at all in getting himself settled in and acquainted with the joys of your fair city. Hideyoshi is happily stretched out on the couch of what appears to be one of the Larmline apartments, where he apparently had himself something of a feast to judge by the dishes strewn around. He isn't wearing his armor, either, but a nice fancy silky kimono thing all in gold. Possibly with frills. And slippers. The damn comfiest slippers. Because honestly why not.

He waves a (fancy) cup still half full of sake at the camera as he speaks, grinning like an idiot.]

Haha! All for free, every last bit it! I don't know how you do it, but please, don't let me stop you!

[He toasts the network at large and finishes the cup in one gulp, then pulls himself up to a straight sitting position for a more proper introduction.]

Owari no Hashiba Hideyoshi, at your service. Let me tell you, it is a pleasure!

[ At first, nothing can be heard from Gracia's end of the feed. Maybe if you had a good enough sense of hearing, you'd be able to pick up her breathing, or the padding of paws against carpeted floors. The almost suffocating dead air continues for a few more minutes, up until the young woman decides to say something.

She doesn't sound too happy, though.

In fact, she sounds downright depressed. ]

...But I don't know what to say.

[ This seems to be directed more towards herself, rather than anyone in particular. It was as if she switched her SFC on with the intention of saying something, but at that moment when the network caught on to her recording, the words suddenly disappeared. And even if this was the most likely scenario (it was), it didn't seem like Gracia had the energy to chase after whatever it was she wanted to say. Instead, she makes a low, almost inaudible humming sound. When she speaks again, her voice is as lackluster as when the feed began. ]

It feels heavy. [ She clutches at her chest, then sniffs. ] I...I don't know what to do. I'm lost, I'm --

[ -- angry? Yes she was. Frustrated? Most definitely. But most of all, she was, unexpectedly, tired. So the young woman sighs and switches the SFC off without saying anymore. ]

 [Tear's already been awake and in the city for a few hours now. Long enough to let the reality of the surroundings sink in, not long enough to accept it. Her hair's dry, at least.]

[She holds the little piece of fontech firmly in her hand. It, after some investigation, seems to be a communicator of sorts, but using it is a different question. Usually Guy or Jade was there to explain these kinds of things.]

Is this - on? Yes, I think...

Hello, this is Sergeant Tear Grants. If my name is familiar, I would like to speak with you as soon as possible.

[A heavy sigh. It's better than wandering around...]