[The screen flickers on to show a very...distressed looking girl.]

This is place is horrible! Terrible! I can't take it anymore! I've only been here a few days and I can't take it!

[What's so wrong here?]

Where are all the anime and video games? I'm probably going to be missing all of my shows at home at this rate, and I won't be there to record them! I'm going to fall so behind...

[She puts her head against a table, eyes closed as she groans.]

It'll take me forever to catch back up...!


((ooc: again permissions are here or you can just say in your subject lines whether you'd rather her not recognize your character or not. this just applies to 07-08 and back anime/video games, though!))

( if god exists, then clearly aliens have to exist too )

[But then he suddenly finds himself staring at the ceiling of the apartment he lives in. He sits up with a slight frown as he looks around, before giving what sounds like a small sigh of disappointment. Seems like he hasn't noticed just yet that the new dreamberries have recorded that dream of his...]

((ooc: surprisingly no real need for warning labels, though it does get kind of silly towards the end? also my wrists are kind of acting up, but I will try not to be too slow with tags... ;A;))

[ considering there are no apparent unwanted side-effects on the residents in particular during this curse, it is decidedly safe enough to utilize the network—! ]

Good evening, Vatheon. As many of you may have noticed, the structure of the communication devices ordinarily used has significantly changed.

[ it is almost like he is using a working cellphone again. ]

I would like to confirm the scope of these changes. To the unseeing eye, it would appear to be something akin to a modernized technological upgrade— a GPS, translator, and games are all available now among other functions. Curiously enough, there is an included add-on for a weather forecast that is entirely ineffectual. [ this is odd because there is usually weather— albeit not within the barrier. ] If anyone could also confirm the current status of the island for me I would be very grateful.

[ and returning to the run-down— ]

In actuality, this is not an upgrade, but a transformation; that much should already be evident by the change in shape alone. The construction is different— unlike SFCs, these can be taken apart with no damage if you're careful enough. There is also a card slot within the device that serves an unknown purpose.

The most interesting change would be within the formatting options. Note that there is now a "dream" function available... one that I am somehow unable to utilize. If anyone has any further information, it would be appreciated.

Lastly, if anyone is feeling a bit daring, I have a favor to ask.

Thank you.

[ ooc: somarium's dreamberry guide should anyone need it. ]

[Hello Vatheon, have a soaking wet high school detective with a faintly irritable look in his face. He shoves damp bangs out of his eyes and addresses the network with as much dignity as he can currently muster up. Which is still quite a bit, considering the circumstances. He is British, after all.]

... I'm sorry, but the God of this place is a giant coral?

At least if it were a giant sea sponge it could do something about getting me dry.

[Hakuba unknots the tie around his neck and wrings it out before stuffing it in his pocket. He shrugs out of his suit jacket as well, and rolls up his sleeves.]

This is quite possibly the most ridiculous kidnapping that I have ever been witness to. And that includes the one in Devon with the witch's coven.

Well, this certainly is quite the surprise.

[The sender seems rather amused by their sudden appearance here. Though, it has been quite a few days since she arrived, soaked and dripping in an alleyway not far from the plaza in this current form. It's been amusing as of late, too- arriving to chaos and outrage. It certainly reminded her of events not too long ago, especially for a being as old as her.]

I must say, you all have been rather busy lately, hm? What with that scare last week. An interesting choice for a "prank," as well. Though I wonder why those with such a finite amount of time would worry so much about what is inevitable for beings such as most of those who find themselves in both this city and their own realities...

This place is called Vatheon, isn't it?

Well, I do hope we enjoy our time together.

[Make what you will of the text, Vatheonites, for it ends there. However, for the select few...]

[ Encrypted to the Investigation Team ]

Live the way you seem fit. Though it would seem I am not the only "conductor" in our midst.

[Hope you enjoyed your vaguely peaceful nights sleep, children of man~]

[The video feed snaps on abruptly, though it is shadowy and hard to see. This is likely because it is quite dark, between the fog and it being near midnight.

Not that there's much time to admire the view, because then there's a face pressed against the SFC. It is so close that only an eye and a cheek can be seen, but the face--and the ragged breathing--are distinctly feminine.]

S-someone!

[Her voice is strained, panicked, and she glances over her shoulder quickly.]

Please! You have to help Charlotte.

It's--!

[Suddenly, the SFC clatters to the ground. But there is only time for one more scream before the SFC cuts off--

And then there is only static.

ooc: Feel free to react as you'd like to this broadcast, threadjack at will, etc, etc! None of the nurses will be responding. In fact, the clinic is entirely deserted, head nurse and all. There aren't any other bodies or blood around, however, no matter how hard you search.

Strange, right?]

[He's still a little crappy looking from his cold but like hell he's going to give himself a headache trying to type on the tiny SFC buttons. He has enough issues with his typewriter back home. He clears his throat, but when he speaks there's stilla deeper growl then usual. Oh well.]

Alright. Listen up, Vatheon. I think this cold's gotten to me cause I have a crazy question for you.

How many of ya are detectives? Amature or pro, I don't care. I jus' need a head count for who else in this bubble is insane enough to wanna help out.

If ya wanna keep the fact your a flatfoot hidden you can put one of those filters on the convo. I don't care.