I have a few quick questions if anyone wants to answer.

First, is there any sort of thing that happens during the holidays here? I was curious to know if anyone celebrates Christmas and what they've done the last few years?

Also, is there...something I should be expecting or worried about for my birthday? I know that this place isn't the greatest... But I don't want anything else to happen to myself or anyone else that I care about. [ he smiles ] Which reminds me, thank you for taking me to see the garden, Suzaku. I really appreciate it. And even though things have happened, I appreciate you taking care of Rolo and looking out for him.

I've been thinking. It's getting to be almost winter, and I know a lot of times, especially during Jason and Ruana's months, there's no real heat.

[Either they lost power or someone turned it off or... something]

So I think that those of us who can sew should get together and try to make as many clothes as we can that people can use. Especially people who don't have a lot of warm clothing from home. We can't really do anything [read: mount resistance efforts against crazy administrators] if we're too cold to move.

Anybody who's interested could meet on floor 51. The fabric there isn't too good, but we don't have much else and I've read about how to survive in the cold; layers should still help. And we should pick a place where people can get the clothes as they need them.

[If nothing else, her room would probably work in the short term. There were two empty beds in there, though there was also the problem of people not being able to get them if there wasn't somebody in the room]

Could anybody help me with this? I'm getting better but I can't do too much by myself.

I wanted to thank everyone who assisted me when I arrived here. I've still got many questions, but they'll be answered over time. If not, then... [ he doesn't really want to think about not getting answers. that would get annoying ] Is there a man named Cerberus that I could speak with? I was told to contact him.

Also, I wanted to wish my brother a happy birthday today. Would anyone have any material that I could borrow? I have two outfits that I have found in my truck, but they're not the right material to use.

[Whelp, at least someone here is more amused than bothered by this rather rude wake-up-call.]

So, I suppose some people did take my words to heart, belated as it may be in this particular case. Congratulations~

Though, I do wonder... just how did you get your hands on proper explosives around here? And more importantly... why haven't you shared?

[He's been working on his own bomb for months now, okay? It's coming along nicely, but good material is just so hard to come by.]

I know that many have offered fighting lessons before now. But in light of recent information I would like to offer my services as a teacher. Anyone who wishes to learn is welcome but I would like to encourage all those who rely on magic or other powers for their fighting and self defense to come and learn.

For any who wish to learn I will be on floor thirty two, that is the higher forest tomorrow morning. You may also find me in room 2-06, my name is Suzaku Kururugi.

Thank you.

OOC: He is also sending messages to a few people he knows, I'll probably put up a log for the training if people are interested.

[The feed turns on to reveal a thin, angry looking albino not one, but two collars on his neck. One is the standard collar for the tower with a violet color and is a generic looking electrode collar from his own world. This collar is is what corrects a brain injury and allows him to move and speak, as well as use his powers, but he's not going to go into that, at least not unless you're nosy and start asking questions. He seems particularly agitated at the moment.]

I'd almost believe the bastards that run this tower were from Academy City. It'd be just like Academy City to kidnap people and tell them they can't go home for whatever bullshit reason. I'm guessing a lot of people here have some kind of powers, and that the shitheads that run this tower aren't just letting us live here in peace, right?

[He pauses a moment and lets out an irritated sigh.]

We're either being forced to train for fighting or we're being experimented on, right? Maybe even both. That reeks of Academy City to me. Sorry for ruining your fun if that was supposed to be a surprise or plot twist or something boring like that. I don't know, maybe I'm wrong and this bullshit tower doesn't have some kind of ulterior motive, but from what I've been through, that isn't gonna be the fucking case.

Is this some kind of joke?

[Why, hello everyone. Today on the screen is the very familiar Kidou Yuuto. Some of you may know him personally, some may have heard about him from a certain chainsaw-wielding girl. Either way, it seems like he's back from his vacation, and from the cold, almost venomous sound of his voice, he is none too happy to be back.]

I realize today is April Fool's day, but this is going too far. Dumping water on someone is one thing but messing with their personal items is not funny.

[And then he finally lifts the ruined item in question to show everyone what happened. What he has is an old soccer magazine. It looks as if it had been soaked in water for a week and then left untouched for three more. Which is.... exactly what happened. The cover is warped and it looks like there is mold growing on it....

Remember the flood earlier that month? Well, Kidou wasn't there for that, so of course he thinks someone decided to do this themselves. And judging by how visibly angry he was, (his face is literally red with anger), it's something that means a lot to him. Someone is going to pay for this.]

I have had an absolutely terrible time during February and the last month that I have been gone, and this is what I come back to?! I'm sorry, but did I do something to anger one of you? Is this why you decided to vandalize my things?!

[His voice raised to a sharp yell, and he takes a deep breath to calm down before he ended up screaming....]

Whoever did this had better be honest and confess. Because if not, I'm going to personally seek you out and teach you about ruining other people's belongings. [He's trying to sound very threatening but there really isn't anything scary about some kid with dookie dreads.]

[After the last event, Chloe finally opted to speak to the network openly. Admittedly, she had already seen the requisite reactions to the event, and part of her detested reacting to something like this. It was merely another creature looming over with her, toying with her mind. Whatever lessons she could glean about an eternity spent in this tower meant very little to her.

However, eventually, introductions were bound to be in order.]

This cage is not so gilded as the last one I was drawn to, but I do not know that it is such a bad thing. Our hosts are certainly as prone to entertaining themselves at our expense as those I knew before. The accommodations lack a certain amount of privacy, but I think that I can manage. Still, to my fellow 'guests,' I bid you a welcome if that is the sort of thing you enjoy. If you are to eat the mushrooms, do be careful which side you eat from.

Would anyone happen to have any suggestions on which route to the morgue is preferred?

[And then, her hand wavering near the button to cut the feed off, she turned and allowed herself a nasty, cunning little smile. She felt an old itch that she wanted to scratch today, so why not give into the temptation?]

Oh, and ... Rolo was it? Do not mistake the imaginings of our host's mind alterations for reality. She has always been mine. She always will be. You aren't the first to try to take her away from me, and I do like to think that I learn from my mistakes.

[Kirika decides to try video. She rubs the back of her head gently.] Has anyone found themselves asleep for... a couple days?

[She pauses before fiddling around with the network.]

[Private; Rolo]

...That day, I wanted to thank you.

Thank you.

[Action open to her roomies 03-07. Mostly seeing who she's with this time.]

[As opposed to her depression, she is back in full force, serious and demanding. One might think she is older than she looks. She is still only 11 though.]

 Alright, listen up, because I need the aid of those that have knowledge in mechanics, and aren't dumb enough to build a nuclear reactor, again!

But I only want those that are familiar with the concepts of the words I am about to say. If they are familiar to you and you have knowledge of how they work, then you're suitable enough to help. Ahem....

Gundam.

Mobile Suit.

Beam sword.

Guns.

Or for the simpler crowd how may not understand the first two due to cross dimension, giant robots.

That is all.

Suzaku.

[Well, that's definitely an irate as heck emperor still recovering from his stint as a mercury-dripping Mad Hatter.]

We need to talk.

Now.

[This would've probably worked better as a locked entry? But he was too annoyed to even lock it so,yeah.

Have fun, guys.]

To anyone that sees this, I have a request

Would the following people, if they see this, please respond:
- "Nero"
- "Darkleer"
- "Vanitas"

Likewise, those of you I know personally, I have a favor I must ask of you
My child has shown up in this tower
He is very young and not equipped to handle this place
I would appreciate any and all help I could receive in safeguarding him

However
If any of you see this and seek to bring harm to him for 'fun'

I will ｕｎｍａｋｅ you

That is all
Thank you

-Al Saiduq

Good day to all who receive this transmission. [ A soft spoken girl greets the network today with a calming presence. ] You have my sincere apologies that I can't speak to each and every person I've met during my time of need. I was told using this was a plausible substitution to visiting people and I thought everyone could use some time to reflect on the past few days.

For those who did provide aid not only to myself, but to Tsubomi and my brother, I wish to thank you personally. If there's anything I could do to repay your kindness, I would very much like the opportunity to do so.

[ Realizing something, she lets out a small gasp. ] It appears as though I've forgotten my manners momentarily as well. There are so many people here... [ Her voice draws out a bit with a sigh. ] My name is Nunally vi Britannia.

[ Yes, she's the brother of that one douchebag. ]

Although you may have heard me called by my other alias, Nunally Lamperouge. [ Possibly related to another douchebag. ] It's not my intention to be confusing, so please call me by whatever name you feel most comfortable with.

[ She leans over, almost as though she was intending to cut the transmission with that, but hesitates. ] Even though the past few days were frightening for a lot of us, I hope that those who were forced into another body against their will could keep an open mind about what has happened. Often it's said that a person should spend a day walking in the shoes of another, but rarely are we ever forced to. I'm grateful myself for what has happened, even more so that I was able to return to my proper body, and will carry the knowledge of what I've learned about others with me for a long time. There's no need to be frightened of the person you might have been for a few days, instead you should embrace them and be grateful for the chance at forming a bond closer than any ordinary friendship.

Yes, I think that will do for now. [ Click. ]

[The feed starts today with Kidou looking very worried. Like the most worried he has ever looked in a long time.]

Good afternoon, this is Kidou Yuuto. I know a few of you are still recovering from the most recent experiment... and I'm sure a lot of you have more important things to worry about but have any of you seen Otonashi Haruna lately? She's a young girl with dark blue hair and grey eyes... she's usually seen in a school uniform and she wears a pair of red glasses on top of her head.

I know everyone was pretty busy last week, probably too busy to notice a little girl... I was a bit caught up in everything myself but I still would have seen her... I'm starting to get really worried.

I checked her room and her bed looks like it hasn't been used in a while.. her trunk was empty too.

If anyone has any idea what might have happened, please tell me.


[And there's a pause as he's a bit hesitant to say this next part]

... She's my little sister, and I really don't want to lose her... [He's pretty sure he has an idea of what happened, but he doesn't want to believe it...]