08 April 2013 @ 11:31 pm
[For some reason, Jungo woke up the morning after having the strangest dream. He remembers walking around Nagoya for days, unable to find anyone he recognized. Not Airi, not anyone from JPs, not even Hiro or demons. It gives the chef a lot to think about, but he goes about his daily routine like he hasn't been gone for two weeks. It's not like he can tell...other than the fact that his cat seems to have missed him an awful lot.

Oh, well. He goes to address the terminal.]

...The food here's no good this month. I can't do anything with it. I think Master would understand. [After all, it's just strange nutrition bars.] Where's the rest of the food?

[Like always, Jungo's not smiling. He doesn't sound happy. He's far from angry, though, it's just his default expression. After a few moments of staring at the feed and forgetting to end the message, he remembers something else he wants to ask.]

I don't know very many things. I know even less about this place, so I want to learn more. Thanks for listening.

[And with that, he reaches over and shuts off the feed.]

[ooc; Jungo's been on a home hiatus for the last two weeks, so he honestly has no idea what's up. Yay! He's back now, though. Also, I posted this to the wrong comm the first time. I'm completely mortified, but I swear it won't happen again.]
Hey.  So a bunch of you guys know Fujisaki, right?

Uh, I mean Chihiro Fujisaki. Anyway tomorrow's his birthday. Don't remember how old he's gonna be, think seventeen? Gonna have a party for him tomorrow, floor thirty-eight, start about noon.

...If somebody wants to help, that'd be cool, don't know what the fuck I'm doing. 'Specially with food and like...decorations.
11 March 2013 @ 10:31 pm
[Some sounds of fumbling around can be heard as Sephiran tries and fails to get the video function working.]

Ah? Hmm? It seems these terminals aren't working as they should... the video function is disabled, and I've been waiting for hours for the service to actually work.

[Finally, Sephiran plops into the chair at the terminal. He clears his throat before he begins speaking.]

Hello, everyone. This is Sephiran speaking. I have but one simple question for you today. What do you see on Floor 100? I've noticed that everyone sees something different, so my curiosity has been piqued.
02 February 2013 @ 01:42 pm
[So far, life in the Tower hasn’t been so bad for Jungo Torii. He has good company in Jungo the feline, and he’s rather fond of his roommates when he’s had the time to speak to them. He’s met some nice people close to his own age in the Tower, too. Sure, the monsters are a bit of a drag, but he’s kind of used to them. What he’s not used to is the limited menu. He should be able to make chawanmushi whenever he wants, and he can’t here. It’s a travesty.

With that in mind, he stands in front of one of the terminals for a moment. He’s seen other people talk with these things before, so...]

Hi? ...Hey. My name is Jungo Torii. Mm, it’s nice to meet you. Let's do our best together.

[It’s best to just get that out of the way, he thinks. He should probably smile, too, but instead he just looks angry.]

I’ve been here for a few weeks, but I don’t know what I’m supposed to feed my demons. They’re hungry, too, I think. I’ve never fed them before, though. Does anyone know what they eat?

[He looks back over his shoulder, unintentionally allowing the camera to see the space behind him where a samurai cat(?) is waving his flags around obnoxiously, almost like he’s pretending to dance. Jungo looks a moment longer at Neko Shogun, then turns his face back to the terminal.]

...And does anyone have kamaboko? Jungo usually eats chawanmushi, but I can’t make chawanmushi without kamaboko. All the food is heart-shaped now...it makes me sad. And Jungo’s going to be sad without his favorite food. If anyone knows where to find some, I’ll make you delicious food, too.

[He's actually talking about his cat there, but who can tell? He's silent for a long moment before he nods.]

Thanks. Let me know.
21 January 2013 @ 04:57 am
[ Sending a message over the network for the first time after three months of captivity feels awkward, even for a social butterfly like she's supposed to be. But even worse is the fact that she's got to do this after such a weird experience. Then again, this is the best way to catch up on everyone she knows in the Tower.

She can't even fake a smile in this situation. Cue a blue haired girl appearing on the feed, blue eyes nervously looking at the camera. ]

Hello... My name is Sayaka Maizono for those who don't know me. There are some of you who know me certainly, so if you see this, can you please get back to me and tell me if you're alright?

[ A pause, then a sigh. ] I don't really remember much about what I've done while being in that state. What about you guys? It was so weird, and... depressing, too. Does that mean we're going to stay in the Tower for that long of a time? It's scary to think about it.

[ That's not a good impression she's making. Not like it really matters... but then, she adds. ] What do you think these noises from down below are about? It's drilling pretty hard in the lower floors, especially the cafeteria.
11 January 2013 @ 09:07 pm
So, I have a quick announcement to do.

For people who know Aleph, it's his birthday tomorrow. His first one to be exact, so a 'happy birthday' to him tomorrow or anything like that would be awesome.

That's all.
08 January 2013 @ 07:31 pm
[ Nothing will be able to distress Kyouko, and for her world being destroyed? She was reluctant to believe it, however was it much better, from living within a death school?! One thing that bothered her was the collar wrapped around her neck, and what purpose it served.

It wasn't soon before long that she had found any means of communication, to find out where this place was, and what she could do about it. As the video turned on, stoic expression would be met, alongside a pale-skinned detective.

Her expression did not change, only trying her own patience and ready to speak. ]

I have questions to ask to those who happen to be watching.

[ Now she waits. ]