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[herbmixing]

[ The camera turns on to reveal a young face, currently in transit. It's Rebecca, walking down one of the broad, bright streets of upper Lunatia. She's a little unused to mobile videos, so occasionally she bobs out of frame. You can see her short hair, the pink choker she perpetually keeps wrapped around her neck, and the top of a green baseball tee. It is the nineties, after all.

More of relevance is probably the flushed cheek, the slightly heavier breathing. Iris is in full effect, and it's not giving her a second of mercy. She gathers herself before starting, eyes flicking over the display to make sure everything is set up and working correctly. ]

...you guys really weren't kidding about the effects of these moons. The physical and physiological changes already didn't make any sense, but this is just-- [ She puffs out a breath, shaking her head. ] Maybe there really is some merit to the lunar effect. We have all sorts of old wives' tales back home about how the full moon makes people go crazy, and we've only got one of them.

[ She pauses, glancing up to cross a street. Once across, she flashes an embarrassed smile at the camera. ]

Anyway. That's not what I wanted to talk about. Now that I'm settled in and things seem...peaceful... [ Her expression creases briefly, a nonverbal "for now". ] I was wondering, how do you all fill up your day?

I'll start! I'm Rebecca. [ She gives the camera a little wave. ] I haven't settled on a job yet, so mostly I'm going to the gym or at the cafe if I'm not in my apartment. I love sweet drinks, so it's nice to just relax in the sunshine with a book. I like playing basketball, and piano too, but those sort of fell by the wayside. All that keeps me busy, but when the moon's full, I'm still kinda lacking strategies to...distract myself.

[ It's about the most polite way she can conjure of saying, "Jesus Christ, nobody told me the moon effects were this bad, I'm going out of my mind here." ]

I figure we should all be trying to help each other out, even if it's just with sharing coping mechanisms. I'm always here to help if you need a medic, or even just a sympathetic ear. So...let me know!

( weiss; )

video, un: nick74

[uncleasshole]

[The camera clicks on rather violently with a hushed "Shit!" as it nearly falls to the ground. The camera stabilizes after a few seconds as Nick props it up on a counter, brows furrowed in concentration until the angle hits just right. He's in his kitchen, and sitting on the counter is a collection of bowls and frying pans.]

Okay. Got to talking to someone about recipes from home. Figure I might as well do this, considering the assholes that live here already consider me an affront to God or whatever. I'm gonna show you guys how to make the worst thing to ever come out of New York state: a garbage plate. You ever wonder what would happen if you put all your barbecue cookout leftovers on the same plate and smothered it in chili meat sauce, ketchup, and mustard? Cause that's what it is. Great if you're drunk.

[You might think this is a joke, but the expression on Nick's face is dead serious. Watch in horror as he loads up a plate with an abomination - macaroni salad, fried potatoes, and a cheeseburger patty layered underneath what looks like chili and onions. He talks as he works - to his credit, everything he's using looks homemade.]

None of that fancy shit on top, either, 'cause if you're going to eat a garbage plate, there's no point trying to pretend you have dignity. If you don't use regular, shitty yellow mustard, you missed the point. You can throw some hot sauce on there too if you want - Frank's RedHot is the best, but they don't have that here, so just... make do. Trick to the chili is to grind it up and add cinnamon.

[He holds up the finished product.]

Only rules to eating a garbage plate are to make it as nasty as possible and don't eat the whole thing in one go, 'cause it'll literally kill you. Cut it up, mix it together, grab some bread to soak up the grease, and you're all set.

[Someone stop this menace - no, too late. He takes a bite, savoring it for just a moment before muttering "Hell yeah" under his breath. He has the audacity to look pleased with himself.]

God, I haven't had one of these in years. Oh - name's Nick, by the way. You're welcome. Eat responsibly. I don't take criticism.

❄️ video, un: angel

[schmisse]

[ It's about 2 AM when this post goes up, because guess who's become nocturnal thanks to Cordis? Weiss has round cat ears atop her head and black rosettes down her neck and her shoulders. Her head and a little bit of her shoulders are the only parts of her exposed on the videos, but one might be able to see a white tail swishing from side to side every so often. She doesn't look sleepy at all... ]

This has been keeping me up all night. Someone told me a joke a few weeks ago and I didn't really understand it. Now, it's haunting me as I try to sleep. I'm pretty sure the only way I'll be able to finally get some rest is when I get it.

Anyway, it starts off with a well-to-do family comprised of a married couple, their two daughters, and their son. They enter the office of a renowned talent agent, hoping to get representation in the entertainment industry. The agent sits down with them and asks about their act. The father, the head of the family, clears his throat and explains his family's talents.

[ So far so good. She's only made one mistake with Emerald's messed up joke so far. ]

( (Mentions of asphyxiation beneath the cut!) )

((As a note, the joke came from Emerald, who heard it from Akashi. It's not as bad as the original joke, but in case you do look up the original, please be warned that there may be mentions of child abuse, incest, murder, and other themes.))