[When the SFC turns on, Angelo can be seen dressed in a well tailored suit. This is the first time he's done something important, so he wants to make a good impression. Taking a brief moment to clear his throat, he's smiling at the camera. Or at the very least, he's faking that smile. For whose familiar with the accent as well, it will be one of the British/English variety.]

Good day citizens of Vatheon, I have two announcements. The first is an important announcement on behalf of our Golden Victory Host Club. As many of you are aware, our former president Zelos departed and recently returned to the fair city. However despite this situation and prior to Zelos' return to the city, we still made the decision to go forward and change management. The new heads of the host club are the former vice president Peony and I, the great Angelo, am its new vice president. In regards to the rest of the club, no changes will be made and we are in fact looking for more people to stop by. So if you're interested in either stopping by or becoming a member of the club, do feel free to come by or let us know. Furthermore, with the changing of management, any questions about our club can be directed to myself or Peony either by SFC voicemail or in person.

[He keeps up that smile while making the second announcement, even if deep down, this is hurting way more than it should.]

The second announcement is more of a personal one. For those who knew my adopted daughter Ib, I'm afraid to say she's been taken away from the city back to her home. I personally believe she'll be much safer there than here, so I'm glad she was able to make it home. Though I'm sure she will be deeply missed by those who knew her, so please remember her for the time she was here.

[ Mithos is packing things. He had just finished packing his clothing, and anything left of Kratos' was just going to sit there indefinitely. He didn't need anything of his, nor did he want anything. As he finished zipping up a suitcase, Mithos turns to a rather prominent sight in the video: a large, glowing, purple sword that was simply levitating in place. Mithos raised his hand to it, and it vanished into thin air.

Finally, he turned to a vase with flowers in it. The flowers were wilted, but he had apparently used magic a few times to prolong their lifespan, or they'd be shriveled completely. Anyone who would recognize them might know they were the same flowers he received from Sophie. Talk about a sad memento. He approaches the vase, and picks it up, threatening to throw it in the nearby trash can... but decides against it. He simply sighs, and sets it down on the desk. He'll just leave them here to die completely.

It's not like she was coming back any time soon.

Without realizing the SFC was on, he picked it up, and brought it to his bed. He sat down on the foot of it, and set the SFC down on top of his suitcase. ]

I guess all I can do is wait...

[ He said to nobody in particular. Hopefully, Kohaku would invite him over soon. He won't admit it, but it's getting lonely in this apartment. ]

[As pleased as Sola was all throughout the RPG curse, cutting weeds and fighting monsters and just generally being in his element, he seems much more sombre when he appears on the network in the early hours of Monday morning. He's sitting on a couch, a small blue instrument in his hands. It seems he can't sleep.]

I thought the curse would help me forget about it, but...

[He turns the ocarina over in his hands, not looking at the camera.]

...what happens if you died on your world and then you get sent back there from here?

[He knows too many where this is the case, and if the tightening of his fingers around the object in his hands is any indication, it's something that weighs on him a great deal.]

And, um, Zelda? If you see this, I'm really sorry I couldn't make a wish.

[He tried very hard, but he just couldn't make it.

Unable to think of much more to say, Sola simply sits and turns the ocarina over in his hands, either waiting for an answer or simply unwilling to turn off the video.]

[ It's an Italy, up on the beach on the island. He looks kind of silly in the blue tunic. Then again, he's not wearing pants. ]

Ve, the note said this tunic would help me breathe underwater! It sounds like fun, like going to find the lost city of Atlantis! And of course there'll be lots of fishes~

Who'd like to join me? It'll be an adventure that doesn't involve running from giant beetles that want to eat me~

[ ooc: for reference, blue tunic ]

[The SFC shows two bare grey feet padding along the ground, climbing up stairs carefully and quietly before a door is pushed open with a muffled giggle followed by a surprised, kittenish squeak.]

Shhh. The fursome hunters must appurroach their purrey quietly and undetected!

[This whispered declaration is answered by a tiny mew as their quarry comes into view, deeply asleep and unsuspecting. His long dark hair is spread out smooth and sleek on the pillow, and as the fierce predator leans over him in his sleep her tiny furry partner is placed carefully on his head, squarely between his horns.

She then scampers back to hide behind the door, still filming as the little white kitten shakes itself and starts climbing down the blueblood's face.

This is going to be interesting.]


((ooc: responses may come from either or both Nepeta and Equius!))

[ This is actually Izumo's SFC, but the face that appears in the video is most definitely not Izumo. ]

I need a healer.

[ And she is just the most unhelpful little girl ever, isn't she?

Because that's all she says- ]


(OOC: Her castmates are likely to threadjack by taking the SFC from her so HAVE FUN-

This probably isn't important to anyone but me, but- as of today I've been here a whole year.

[He pauses. Sora could probably do this without feeling embarrassed or anything, but Roxas fidgets. Maybe this is silly.]

I... kind of wanted to thank everybody, for giving me the chance to do stuff I never got to back home.

So, um. Thanks.

[Turning off the feed now kthxbai.]