[ when the feed begins, the figure in it is a young man, probably early twenties, with blond hair and green eyes. his clothing seems very archaic and very expensive, so he was probably a person of some means before he was brought here.

he offers a small, serene smile, though his gaze is obviously curious. ] I still find it amazing that one can speak across great distances with a device like this. [ his smile warms. ] Hello. I have a question for you all, if you have a few moments to answer. I've met some very interesting people in the few days that I've been here, but I have to wonder.. in all your worlds, are angelic and demonic beings a constant?

[ he fiddles a little with a ring on his index finger, turning it back and forth absently. ]

If so, how do people generally regard them? Do you have personal experience? [ a brief pause, lashes lowering sheepishly. ] I only ask out of curiousity. Perhaps to compare to my own world.

[ he reaches to end the feed, then offers a startled glance, eyes widening. ] Oh! My apologies. My name is Solomon, by the way. For reference, for those familiar with earth, I'm from the kingdom of Israel, though I'm given to understand that I lived a very, very long time even before most of you. [ he draws his hand back, tapping his mouth thoughtfully. ] .. Yes, I think that's it this time. [ ends the feed for real! ]

[Asuka clears her throat and pauses before actually launching into her little spiel.]

So, I thought you all deserved to know that I turn sixteen tomorrow! Maybe I'm finally getting used to living here after a year. Or something. Hell if I know!

The only problem is that we're still stuck on this stupid rock, so it's not exactly the best place for celebrating much of anything. Anyone have suggestions? And none of that virtual reality crap! They're neat, but they kinda give me the creeps. Maybe I'll just try and take over part of the dining hall...

[Lea's voice is quiet, strained. Anyone who knows him can tell there's something really wrong that he's trying not to let show--that's why this is audio only.]

So I have a question. Whenever we get back to earth and all... would, ah... would anyone be interested in making a memorial of some sort? I mean I know that the people who come and go here aren't necessarily dead, but. Well, enough of them don't come back that it kinda seems that way.

I just think it'd be kinda nice to have something to remember them by.

Memories are all some people have, after all.

On Earth - my Earth, anyway, though I'm sure it's true on other ones too - today is celebrated as Remembrance Day or Armistice Day in much of Europe and North America. It marks the day World War One ended, and in remembrance of those who've served in the armed forces, particularly those who died on the battlefield in sacrifice of a cause.

I've been a soldier most of my life - at times an unconventional one, but it doesn't make the battles any less real. I've seen a lot of people die fighting.

And here we are, today, conscripts in the middle of another war. So take a moment and remember those you may have lost at home - people close to you, or people you never knew who were fighting for you all the same. And think about why you fight here. Or why you don't fight, if that's the case. Both are choices not to be made lightly.

[Video opens with his face in full frame, along with a long-suffering sigh.]

Alright. For the record, I'm never agreeing to another damn horror themed event for as long as I live. [Glances up as though thinking.] ...Except the costume contest saw some lovely ladies dressing down...

Okay, scratch that. No horror movies. That includes swamp things, aliens, [Mimics someone much more gruff, smirking.] "goddamn vampires", and especially werewolves. I don't need recruits using the full moon as an excuse to run around naked and howling. It's bad for crowd control. And my heart.

[A pause, staring over his shoulder at the scenery through wide windows of the moon base and stars beyond. He snorts, shakes his head, and resumes talking to the camera.]

Must have fallen asleep at my desk, or else I haven’t even started my day. [Frowns, eyeing something beyond the camera.] And since this is a dream, it had better make with the goddamn alien babes, already; considering the crap I had in the projector last night, I'm surprised those lesbian twins are nowhere to be seen...

[Dead air, the blond man adjusting his aviators and seeming impatient.]

...Forget it. This is bullshit. A distinction, then. [Holds a hand in view, adding a finger for every point.] No horror movies. No porn movies. And absolutely no horror porn movies.

With all the shit I put up with, I at least deserve better dreams than this.

[Time travel. Dystopian futures. Sentient weapons. Space right outside the windows. And these things roaming outside of the observatory. By now Mai's spent the better part of a day mopping up creatures, finding solace for her confusion in doing more than just pinning these things against walls.

And now that she's actually deigned to acknowledge the device thrust upon her when she first arrived, she's only got one real comment for... whatever this thing is supposed to connect her to.]

Do you all usually throw these kind of welcoming parties or were you exceptionally bored?