[There's a bit of rustling at first once the feed clicks on. The screen is filled with a small snout and tiny paws and it seems almost like it was turned on by mistake by the pet in question on screen. After a moment or two though, a voice speaks up, mechanical and deep.]

My GPS program appears to be malfunctioning, as I am unable to download a map of the island wirelessly. [There's a pause and a mechanical hum before the voice speaks again.]

Please instruct me on a place where I may find a USB connector to transfer information from my tablet. Thank you for your assistance.

[One paw stretches forward to tap the tablet and shuts the feed off.]

[ Among the imported fighters this month there is a boy who is familiar to some and unfamiliar to many, with a straw hat dangling precariously from a string around his neck. Like a few before him, he appears to be upside down, though judging by the Super Saiyan 'do he's rocking, it isn't because he's technology inept, but rather because he's totally hanging upside down.

Those around the Initiative building will see him looking like he's about to go hurtling head-first towards the ground from the rooftop, and those who aren't are treated to a video post that is being filmed way, way too close to this guy's face. ]

Hey, about this fighting thing--sorry, I don't wanna fight for you guys! I'm a pirate, not a hero. Heroes are the guys who share all their meat, and I don't wanna be that guy! I wanna keep all the meat for myself!

I mean, I don't really get it, and the in-eat-iative lady said a lotta stuff I didn't understand? I'm strong, so I'll help out if I want to help out, but don't expect to be getting any of my meat from me.

[ He nods sage-like, like he's just expelled some great knowledge upon the awaiting masses.

Then he grins, holds a piece of paper so it's rightside up to the network, depicting... uh, people? Yeah, those are probably people. ]

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I'm looking for these guys! It doesn't really matter if I find them because they're all strong enough to take care of themselves, but I'm getting hungry and I need some food before I starve to death! It's been almost an hour and I can feel my energy levels dropping already.

[ Previously on As Exsilium Turns a post had gone out about him being gone. One or two encounters with said searchers later, well, he'd better put a stop to this. ]

For those out there who are still looking, Caesar Silverberg has been found and is just fine, thanks. I wasn't even lost in the first place...

Oh, and Onyx? I left something for you in the harbor.

You may want to go get it before it sinks.

[ Or someone else finds it! ]

[Hey there, Exsilium. Asbel's finally gotten the hang of this whole technology business - about as much as he's going to, anyway - and so he holds the device out from himself. It's not quite stationary, but at least he manages to get his face and shoulders inside the camera frame. For anyone who knows him, they might notice he seems a bit more reserved than usual.]

Um, hey. I hope everyone's doing all right. I know things have been difficult lately...

[His voice trails off.]

For those of you I haven't met yet, my name is Asbel Lhant. I've been here for a little over a month now.

Anyway, I have two reasons for contacting you today. First off, I'm actually looking for some people to train with. Additional training, I mean. There's a lot we can learn from each other, and I think we should try to take full advantage of that. I fight with a sword, but I do have some basic knowledge of other weapon types. To be honest, I'm willing to give anything a shot, and I'll be more than happy to share what I know.

And the second thing is... [He glances down briefly before looking back at the camera.] Well, I was wondering if any of you have kids of your own, either here or back where you come from. I know it sounds kind of weird, but I think I could use some advice.