[Gilbert shows up on the screen with the borderline goofiest grin ever. Seems he's about to make himself look like an idiot again.]

Hey, everybody! I was exploring the new floors, and guess what I found? The mailroom! [Gilbert, that's not a new discovery anymore.]

Anyway, you know how everyone has a mailbox there, right? Well, I asked around and I got mine! It's number 0935! I'll say it again- zero nine three five!

Why am I mentioning this? Because I want you to send me mail! That's all there is to it! Send me letters, send me packages, send me whatever you'd like!

One last time now! Zero! Nine! Three! Five! [With each number, he does the corresponding hand gestures.] I look forward to seeing what you send me!

[If you actually want to send Gilbert something, his mailbox is here.]

[When the video turns on, it flickers to show Jin standing in front of the computer, bringing his hand down to stab something into the table in front of the computer terminal for the webcam to see. When he moves his hand, it's revealed to be a bloodied scalpel-- the blood's dried by now, but a savvy observer could tell that the blood hasn't been there for that long. In fact, it looks relatively fresh.

This is probably why Jin is looking so pissed off into the video viewer, the crack in the corner of his glasses widening since the last time anyone saw him.]

I'm not surprised that you bastards have such a shitty sense of humor. [For anyone that knew Jin, he was being...surprisingly, calm for how absolutely seething he was.]

I haven't even done anything in the last month. But if you're gonna keep rubbing this in my face--

[And here he reaches forward to pull the scalpel back out of where it was stuck as the video feed glitches slightly.] --Then I'm gonna make sure this "present" counts. Just you wait.

[He tightens his grip on the knife, and looks like he's about to stab it into the monitor like the rampant vandalism he committed the first day he came here-- but surprisingly makes a better judgment, and just turns the feed off.

He's got a scalpel with your name on it, Jason.]

[There's a pause before any words are spoken, Ishimaru hasn't used the recording equipment here before and he's making sure it's working properly. When he seems content, he smiles cheerfully, addressing his audience.]

Good morning! It seems most people have had a chance to explore the newly built floors. I hope you all exercised caution in doing so!

[The chipper smile on his face fades slightly.]

As well, I would like to make sure it is known that the hazardous conditions are not an excuse for rule-breaking! If I find anyone behaving poorly, on my honor as a disciplinary committee head, I will see you punished for your actions.

Notably, it seems that some of you also need a reminder that cannibalism is strictly prohibited. Those found guilty of such a thing will face severe penalties!

I guess if anyone cares and hasn't noticed, Rider, Alexander the Great, or Alexander III of Macedon, how ever you might have known him, is gone.

For those involved with the Holy Grail War, you likely know he was trying to gather us together to create a peace treaty for the time being. The Grail probably doesn't exist here, and unless we can confirm it does, and we are all still eligible to win it, we should have no reason to fight. That was his thinking. As his Master and faithful subject, I still have a duty to follow through with his wishes. He may have been the one to suggest it, but it's as much his Master's responsibility as his own.  I've seen Saber's message regarding this and it will be taken into consideration, but I don't consider it called off as of yet.


[Waver might also be found on floor 48, beside Rider's grave, trying to use magecraft to give the king a more suiting gravestone. Something big and flashy, to match the name engraved on it. He's trying to go for a lifesize ox-cart, in accordance with the story of Alexander cutting the impossible Gordian knot teathering them, which was said to have pleased Zeus and secured his position as conqueror of Asia.]