Ninth transmission [video]

[heartandsoul]

[Well this is a sight that hasn't been seen in a long while, Maka making a broadcast! She seems a little harried, but not necessarily irritated. She clearly has some business in mind.]

It's like everyone around the house is going crazy all of a sudden, what with all these items going missing.

[AHEM-HEM--but--]

Listen, everyone, you might have noticed a new face around the network a lot. Stern looking guy, about my age, stripes in his hair? That's Kid, he's a friend from my world and, um...

[UM, dammit Maka, stop saying um.]

I'm sorry for any odd behavior he's shown, he's a little neurotic. But in the same token, don't aggravate him, he can't actually help being neurotic--it's literally coded into his DNA...same with his hair. Yes, the stripes are natural, no he can't dye them out. So don't bother asking.

A-anyway, thanks for your time. [There's a short nod aaaand feed end.]

002 ☠ video/action

[kringlefuck]

<sub>[ Well. Somebody missed a lot of excitement, but look who is finally back home from adventuring in the jungle! That's right, this guy here. He's rather oblivious to any events going on here in the city, but he has sneaked back into his residency. Here, he's sporting a nice black eye and a busted lip, but he doesn't seem too fazed by it. In fact, Jake almost seems proud of it.

Here, though, he is recording from his kitchen. There seems to be a palm tree in the background, resting across the kitchen counter, followed by an assortments of all sorts of fruits.
Jake pans into the shot, wearing an apron that more than likely belonged to Roxy because of its pink color and kitty paw prints all over it. Yep.
He speaks, carrying that weird bullshit Australian accent. ]</sub>

Salutations potential comrades whom which I share our new residency with. I deeply apologize for my absence but I went on a little adventure and discovered nothing but an assortment of fruits and good golly, I love fruit. So here, I am going to surprise my fellow mates with a little something or another in the kitchen like fruit pies. That's a thing, isn't it? Anywhoodles, I haven't the scarcest how to operate an oven system. I do believe setting it on high temperature first is best thing to do until it is warm enough, ay?
Oh! But here, I have it all old fashioned just in case I decide to not to be all modern and what not.

_{[ And he holds up two sticks. He clanks them together and sets them aside. ]}

Alright! So I guess I need some sort of dough or something? How the hellblazes do you even make that? Any recipes idea? Oh! I should at least get some sugar! Surely we have that around here!

<sub>[ A little flame appears behind him on the stove and he pans out of the shot, oblivious of it as he rummages around the kitchen.
Although the kind gesture to make food for his roomies, maybe he should have told them because wow, he didn't even filter it away from them to surprise them. :|

Hello, my name is Jake English, and my goal is to burn down the house by the end of the night.
Action for roommates! But text/video open for canonmates or anybody else. ]</sub>

Video

[mercuriousdevelopment]

[Waver looks distinctly unimpressed as he glares into his device, holding up a purple notebook as if he'd rather not be touching it.]

Two points of interest. Firstly, I'd like to speak with a young Miss Lalonde about a volume of personal fiction that I imagine she's noticed missing recently.

[He couldn't make the first name in the signature out, but he refuses to believe the owner is a boy.]

Secondly, and on the subject of things gone missing-- I appear to be lacking a personal effect of sorts, myself. If anyone can offer any helpful information regarding the whereabouts of about ten litres of liquid mercury, I'd be quite appreciative. More often than not, it looks like a rather large ball or bobble-headed thing with limbs and an odd fixation for brooms. Thanks in advance.