[Akihiko appears over the network, his face, arms, and chest covered in a variety of colorful bruises, scratches, and gaping wounds, accented with sweat and some dirt. He is also shirtless. He breathes heavily, but he's got the biggest grin on his face.

You can't even begin to understand the great things that happened.

Screw medical attention, he caught dinner.]

Hey, the Demi-Fiend and I need some help with something up by the staircase on floor thirty-two.

Hope you guys are hungry!

[Normally he'd actually draw better, but he's so freaking pissed and annoyed that you'll get this. Also his terrible handwriting.]

Yo! You guys all better listen up and read Senpai's post, cause this shit's important. I drew somethin' to give you an idea of what we're up against.

[He holds it up and...]


But uh, if you end up denyin' it....and I can't really blame you, we'll come help you deal with it. Got that?