[ The feed opens up to one girl recognisable to be Kougyoku Ren looking into the camera, clearly held up by somebody else. ]

So when it starts recording, I should speak to it?

[ From behind the camera, a voice chuckles, sounding amused. ] Kou-chan, it’s already started.

[ The girl gasps and blushes, covering her mouth in surprise. ] I’m sorry, I didn’t... Oh, how do I begin? Um, h-hello... everyone. I mean, greetings! I mean...

[ A whisper from behind the camera: ] Introductions, Kou-chan, introductions~

Yes, you’re right. It’s not like I haven’t introduced myself before. [ She turns her head a few degrees away from the camera. ] I am Kougyoku Ren. I am… eighteen years old. I am from the Kou Empire, and I, I like fashion, fighting and… um... Anyway, I. I am looking for friends.

[ Again, from behind the camera: ] So, if you’d like to be her friend, please reply to this video!

[ Kougyoku immediately smiles and faces the camera after that line. It’s as if her personality did a complete 180. ] Did I do good, Tatara?

[ And, once more, the voice behind the camera chuckles as the feed shuts down: ] Very well done!

[ note; Tags will be coming separately from Kougyoku and Totsuka separately! ]

Hello!

[when this video post starts, the focus is somewhere... around the top of her head. Colette's eyes widen as she notices that she's holding it too high, so the view suddenly jumps down (yep, she just over corrected). Nibbling on her lip a little, she tilts it higher again... perfect! Determined not to let the view vary she tries her best not to move it]

My name is Colette Brunel. I haven't talked to everyone like this yet, so... hello! It's really nice to meet you all.

I'm sorry to bother everyone like this, but I wanted to ask something. Even though we... don't live on Earth anymore [her gaze grows a mite somber as she talks about it] it still sounds like a very important world. A lot of people here come from Earth, and we're supposed to travel throughout Earth's history! I come from another world that is very different, so I would really like to learn more about Earth if I can.

And so... if anyone knows anything about Earth and has a little time to spare, I'd love to ask some questions! O-Or, if you would rather just tell me a few facts and not be asked any questions, that's okay too. Anything would be helpful.

[although, a thought strikes her] Ah! That doesn't mean that I don't want to talk to people if they're not from Earth. I'd like to hear about everyone's homes! They all sound really beautiful in their own way, and it would be nice to hear about many worlds.

[she pauses, and smiles sheepishly! She's not one to get shy, but she feels a little bad making requests like this when everyone is probably busy]

For a surprising change of pace, who is actually in favor of leaving the locals behind? Five hundred thousand odd lives, good as gone. Three hundred fifty of us in safety.

[because everyone who isn't is honestly an idiot.]

No lynching, please, ladies and gentlemen, let's have a civil discussion.

[ Yutaka is seen standing on top of a messy bed, pillows and blankets strewn about, with 003 flapping heartily around him. In his hands- in his hands he has... two strands of hair. ]

Found them! Samples from Tsuzuki and Hisoka! Strands of hair! This is definitely their room so it's not Link's... right, 003?

Alright, all we need to do is input it onto Seer #5-- [ He jumps off the bed and picks a piece of round wood he'd left leaning against it. ] -- Hmm.

Maybe we should get you designed first? It's not like Tsuzuki and Hisoka are going to die anytime soon... maybe ... how about something outlandish? Feathers? Glowing eyes? Didn't we make Seer #4 like that? Something different then?

What do you think, 003? ♥

Or should we ask Link? You think he might have some idea from his world? oh. I guess if we don't like his suggestion we can just totally ditch it anyway!

Let's name this project- "Project Make Seer #5 look GREAT before rescuing two Idiots!" Yay!

[ ooc; Was sick so couldn't get this post out earlier Tsuzuki got himself kidnapped trying to save Hisoka. He didn't tell Watari. :( So he's making something to find them! Also, since we're going to the moon, Watari's little plot can still happen there.... ]

[ When the video starts, Yutaka can be seen rummaging through the small pile of random parts he'd gathered in his time here in his stay here in Exsilium. ]

Not here!

003 - [ He turns to his pet owl flapping beside him ] It was here, right? Those things... it's... not like they could walk away on their own right?

Right?

[ He stands up then and crosses his arms. Then he hums to himself, in thought. ] I did have them walk away for a while when we started cleaning... It was a good experiment, at least! Perfectly functional legs on my lovely test-tubes! They made working in a cramped space really... functional!

[ Pause. And then he shrugs. ]

Oh well! It should be fine! It's not like they were terribly dangerous or anything. A little loss here and there always happens when you move things around! Nothing serious- nothing serious! It should be fine....!

[ The owl hoots... And if one could understand owl-speak, one could suppose that she almost sounds skeptical. And then at last, he notices the communications device... ]

And speak of the devil, it's been here all this time! Oh? Switched on?

[ There's a click and the video ends... ]

[ ooc; Mod approved tiny character plot, I suppose! Some vials Watari has been experimenting with, remnants of some concoction he had when he came to Exsilium have quite literally run off. courtesy of his special powers Details here! ♥ ]

Ladies, gentlemen, a question: what do you look for in a significant other?

[he's grinning something fierce, like he's a host of a dating show or something. don't answer him, he's just going to use what you'll tell him against you when it suits him :c]

Looks, property, good with their hands, an excellent cook? Willing to die for you on missions? Takes a bath every week? I'm curious, this sort of thing isn't spoken about in my time!

[Text, Open]

What is a bard, to you in your world?

This is something that's worried me for a little while now. I've been thinking about it in my own world and circumstances, and... I still don't have an answer. Which worries me.

I want other's thoughts, that I might better understand what I think I am.

[Action, Around the town]

*At various bars, streets, and other areas, Pidonus can be found, lute in hand, playing a melody a few may have heard from the distance.

Someone here must have taught her this piece, at some point, for it's in English. And even the locals are stopping frequently to it's not-quite-rhythmic melodies and lyrics speaking of a world more like her own than where she was now.

More unusually, even for those who have heard Pidonus play before, this time, she is actively singing.

Perhaps you would care to join her?*

Hmm… I think it was supposed to be used this way— Ah!

[ After realizing that the device is already transmitting him, Naegi quickly recomposes himself. He lets out a soft pardoning smile, indicating to excuse his behaviour just now. It’s then that one of his open hands wave faintly, greeting the audience at the same time. Behind him, there's a rather mysterious-looking girl, Kirigiri, who refuses to look at the camera at first. ]

G-Good morning, everyone! Um… Say, I’ve been really curious about something. [ After these particular set of words, Naegi stares more intently at the camera. Prior to this moment, he wondered if it’s a good idea to ask. But he’s already decided… He’ll never know otherwise. That’s what Kirigiri taught him, isn’t it? Risk is sometimes necessary to reach the truth. ] … Has anyone here heard of Hope’s Peak Academy? Does it mean anything for you?

[ Then he looks to the side, facing the girl momentarily. It's notable that he's less nervous when he faces her, smiling a little in addition. ]

Is there anything you'd like to ask them, Kirigiri-san?

[ The moment she's addressed, Kirigiri finally turns to look at the camera. The unwavering serious expression on her face is a bit intimidating, and that's most likely what's making the other boy nervous. There's probably several things that are bothering her and she'd like to inquire about. But she'll take it a little at a time. ]

Yes, actually... I'd like to know how the weapons given to us actually work. We've been told that it's been granted sentience but... [ Kirigiri holds up her "weapon" into view. It looks like some sort of digital camera... ] Mine is a little unconventional. Are there any others who are in the same boat?

Oh, I'm curious about that as well... I wonder how ordinary items like these are considered weapons? [ Naegi holds up his own, revealing a megaphone. ] How are they powered? We weren't given chargers... But I'm glad that there's options like these.

[ He's personally relieved for that. He wouldn't know how to react if someone asked him to pick a lethal weapon all of a sudden. ]

By the way, we’ve been separated from a couple of our friends… If anyone has seen others who have this insignia— [ momentarily holding this symbol out ] Please do let us know, we'd would really appreciate it…

A-And there’s one last thing! I’ve accidentally lost one of my shoes, so if anyone at the Housing building happens to see a red shoe… Well, I’d appreciate that getting returned as well. Th, thank you! And I’m sorry for the trouble.

[ The last request is rather embarrassing, so Naegi can clearly be seen flushing at his own clumsiness. With the broadcast serving its purpose though, Kirigiri turns away and starts walking off, presumably heading off ahead to look for Naegi's lost shoe: "Naegi-kun, you're hopeless." (... HA, HA.) But when he notices her going off ahead, he gets quickly frustrated: "Ah! W-Wait, Kirigiri-san!" So he trails after her, propping the device with him to wait for responses.

OOC | conservator & arbitrator will be combo replying. As for the red shoe, I'll be rolling a dice later on regarding who will find it! Just let me know if your character is willing to help, and I'll add them to the RNG list. Whoever finds Naegi's shoe will receive a nice reward. I'm not telling what it is yet. c: ]

[The voice on the other side of the tablet is young and vaguely male, and a little hesitant. Despite being here for months, this is is the first time he's actually tried posting to the network himself, and addressing a sizable, unseen audience, live, is somehow daunting. . . But he knows he needs to find someone, sooner rather than later, so:]

Er. Good afternoon! I'm wondering... if there is anyone here who is skilled with a sword, who would be willing to help train a beginner? I've a few months' practice already. And I don't require formal lessons, but I would appreciate a sparring partner. [ a pause, he clears his throat ]

But, if preferred, I could provide compensation for lessons...

[Though he'd rather not, it seems only prudent to offer. —And oh, right:]

Right, also, my sword is— a bit broad. And tall. And held with one hand? I don't know if that matters!

[He knows for a fact there are talented swordsmen here. One in particular comes to mind immediately, but he's not going to just ask him. And there's one or two others he could possibly wheedle lessons out of, but isn't it best to cast a wide net?

He's about to end the feed there, when he remembers one last thing: ]

And if it's all right, I have a question for those who use one of the Initiative's sentient weapons. ...How long did you train with it before it began to 'evolve'? Were the changes very drastic?

Thank you very much!

I know this is a bit of a strange request, but... We kind of need a person to take care of our friend -- [A bright voice in the background interrupts Tsuzuki's feed, making him jump. "A babysitter!"]

Shhh Watari! He's going to be mad if he hears you. Anyway, he's sick and need someone to help look after him. Not long. Just until--

[An excited voice is heard in the background, once again. "Bon's a good kid! Just remember to let him rest and feed him three times a day. And don't feed him spicy food!"]

Yeah. He can't handle things like that. But anyway, if anyone can help us look after him for a day or two I'll try to pay you. Might take a while though.

[As the feed powers on, a woman can be see watching the device. Once it becomes apparent that it's working as it should, a smile crosses her face. How nice that technology here works so smoothly!]

Ah, it seems this device operates quite easily. Très bien!

[Now that this is working, onto more important matters. Mitsuru's face becomes more serious, though still retaining a certain calmness about it.]

Greetings to those of you on the receiving end of this transmission. My name is Mitsuru Kirijo. As you may have gathered, I've only recently arrived in Exsilium.

[A pause comes from her end. The seriousness shifts into discomfort, accompanied with a small frown.]

I must admit, the bleakness of this city is something I am unaccustomed to. The rain when combined with the very atmosphere of the city is almost... suffocating. Are these conditions merely the result of war or are there other influences involved?

[Like plain and simple poverty? Being a rich kid makes you almost oblivious to the fact that not everyone lives the same life style as you do. The seriousness then quickly returns full force.]

On the topic of this war, is there documentation available of all the major battles, missions and other pertinent occurrences? Diving headfirst into an alliance with the Initiative while lacking valuable information might only be deemed foolish.

[Oh! That reminds her of one more foolish thing, namely using a weapon without knowing how it works!]

Ah, one final matter. When I had picked up this lipstick, I had not realized it would come to serve as a weapon. How does one go about using lipstick as a combat device? [She then speaks softer, as though mumbling to herself.] Throwing it would be most obvious but highly impractical, only permitting for a single shot...

[She contemplates the matter of the odd weapon and its uses a moment longer before giving up for now. All attention turns back to the tablet.]

Anyone who might answer any of the above inquires has my deepest gratitude. Thank you.