The next person to suggest we eat ice cream for an entire month and have it passed through by the staff will be royally flipped off the handle into a never ending abyss of pain and despair and horrible blackness.

That is all.

[A few moments later, there is an addition.]

Also, has anyone seen Dave Strider as of late? I don't believe he is in his room, but his things are still present.

[Milagro's on screen, in uniform, trying to look as cool as she can. Only there are cuts all over her face, some just scratches, others digging deep into the skin. It hurts like hell to smile, but she manages anyway. They go down her neck too, but her uniform covers the rest of her body, so how cut up she is under that is a mystery. Only the area around her eyes has been spared, kudos to her mask, which is for now off.]

The floor with nothing on it. Don't fly off of it. It's stupid.

[And then with no more about that, she moves onto the next thing]


My name's Milagro Reyes. Seeing as I have no idea what sector this is, and no other green lanterns are responding to my call, I'll be serving as the Green Lantern for this place until we get the hell out of here. I speak English, Spanish, and I can whip up a translator with my ring if I have to.

I'm here to be your friend. And bust us all out of here. Let me know if you need anything.

Oh, and some information would be cool too. Jumping straight into things didn't work out so hot.

[The screen flickers on to show a rather beaten up and nervous redhead stares into the screen. He looks pretty timid to begin with but coupled with the fact that the majority of his face is covered in bruises and band-aids only make him look even more so. Unsure what to say at first he just stares at the screen before he picks up the letter and holds it up.]

I...I'm not sure if anyone is...even there but is this really true?

[He looks like he is trying to keep calm as he reads it over again and he feels his heart sink. This had to be a joke, no way was this true...it was a illusion made up by Spade. Even still that means he needs to leave here even more so...Tsuna needs his help and he needs to help his family.]

I need to get out of here...this has to be a joke...

[Tugging at his blue collar he lets out a sigh as he rubs his neck and looks to the ground.]

I hope this is a joke...




[ooc: I hope I'm doing this right...]

[Text]
LOOKS LIKE I'M FUCKING BACK TO SQUARE ONE. I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M SAYING THIS, BUT I'M GLAD TO BE BACK HERE. AT LEAST HERE SOME OF YOU FUCKASSES ARE STILL ALIVE.

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[Video]
[He woke up to an empty room earlier, so the first thing he did was meander his ass down to the library terminal. Forever attached to the computer. He flicks on the video, looking like he'd been emotionally assaulted by a truck. Living for weeks in a place where all of your friends are dead will do that to you.

Despite the obvious red stains on his cheeks, he tries to keep his usual ornery face on.]

The Veil is a fucking ghost rock, guys. Someone please tell me I wasn't the only one sent back to their world like this? This is like the epitome of epic mindfuck torture.

Ignore. ♥