He looks ridiculous in the white outfit, but he doesn't seem to mind. It's likely he didn't even bother rummaging through that chest in his room, or even if he did, maybe he liked the new look and decided to keep it. All the chairs and tables surrounding him have been pushed back into two large piles (off screen), so it's just him on the floor. Looking content as if nothing had happened.


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"These keys are too MOTHERFUCKING SMALL."

He says, his voice low and raspy at first but then escalating into a shout by the end. The troll (judging by his gray skin and orange horns) remains sitting, now completely silent as he gazes into the camera, his focus on it starting to wane a little.

So... my world's been destroyed. Yeah, not buying it. It's been tried before, by bigger and, well, probably better than whoever's behind this. In fact, I was sort of in the middle of the whole preventing the apolocypse game show right before I got zapped here, so if I could pretty please go back to that...?

Yeah, didn't think that would work. Well. Hi, everyone? I'm Willow Rosenberg, witch extraordinaire. At least they were nice enough to send me here with clothes and magic supplies. No way am I staying in the white phallus suit.

If someone could fill me in on the features that are not as advertised, I'd appreciate it. I'm sure there's all sorts of stuff to know about this place.

A tour might be nice, too. This is a lotta floors.

Young Master? Miss Elizabeth? I do not believe I will be able to acquire tea befitting your delicate palates. [He does look rather disappointed.] Additionally, I would like to suggest that we do not leave one another's presence for too long. I cannot say what might lurk in the halls.

I am confident that I can handle whatever may come our way. Thus far, it seems like a child's tricks. [His lips twist wryly before he bows to the camera.] For those of you who do not know me: I am Sebastian Michaelis, the butler of Earl Ciel Phantomhive. If you are an acquaintance of my Master, feel free to contact me for assistance any time.

It seems I have been returned.

[Chidori's voice is quiet and impassive as usual, and she's as straight to the point as she's ever been. For a moment though, it seems as if that's all she's going to say, but then she takes a deep breath and continues.]

The world was... not as it was, when I was sent back. It is... concerning, to say the least.
If it is not too much, can anyone tell me roughly how long I was gone?

[Another pause, this one even longer, and then quieter still-]



...Minato. Are you still here?

Um, hello everyone. [Roxas seemed a bit rigid, making a network post again within such a short block of time...but he'd been spending a lot more time in the library as sort of a result of it.]

I have a bit of a request. [He paused, fidgeting with his colored strings on his fingers, before making a weird, dismissive handwave to his own fussing.] After what occurred with the network a few days ago, I'm looking for volunteers of a sort- hackers, or people willing to monitor the network. If anything of that sort happens again, I want to be able to try and trace it, or at the very least, watch the network from multiple consoles to see if there's any variation. We need to document this, in case anything else happens.

[An awkward pause.] I'm not trying to be a leader or anything, but...