video ; August 31 ; un: matsumoto

[titillation]

[The video starts, showing a curtain of blonde hair, and the sound of foot steps tapping on the ground, striding toward a building. It's a flash of a building, which clearly shows where she is heading, before the angle shifts a little, and surprise, it's a rather ample cleavage that bounces in to view. It holds there for some times as the creak of a front door and footsteps on the ground again, before it tips again to the floor.

There's a soft humming from her as she strides forward until there is a pause, and it is clear that Rangiku is in front of a door. Only now does she raise the feed to her face. There is a slight Cheshire cat curl on one side of her lips. Is she up to something? Well, she usually is...]

Oi! In case anyone didn't know, today is Renji's birthday, so you better wish him a good one.

[And now the feed flips to the door, which she gives a loud hard knock on, several times.]

And by that, I mean party at his place, eh? So get your asses over here.

[ A yawning, bleary-eyed man answers the door, long red hair tangled and hanging over his face. He has a loose pair of pyjama pants on, tiger-striped, and not much else. He squints, rubbing at his face. ]

Matsumo—

[ The slow-forming words stop as his eyes track from Rangiku's face to the device in her hands. ]

Wh— [ Renji's face flushes, the red of his cheeks matching his hair and turning his whole face monochromatic. ] What the hell, are you recordin' this?!

[ Worse, actually, but he's a little slow on the uptake. ]

See! He needs all the wishes he can get!

[A titter of laughter and a wink given to the camera, before she cuts the feed.]

[ooc; either Rangiku or Renji will respond here. If you want to log coming to visit (or snoop), there is a log here]

text; un: alucard

[reposing]

Forgive me for asking such a question, but I'm in the middle of a project and I'm waiting for things to process. So I thought I might as well ask.

Your idea of "fate", should you believe in it. Does such a linear path bring you any comfort at all?

Or is it perhaps worth fighting against, if you aren't satisfied with your destiny?

Might as well have conversation on it.

Video; un: disconinjafrog - backdate to during the storms

[dj_jiraiya]

[The feed turns on and the camera is being adjusted. Considering the storm raging outside, they couldn't do this on the porch like he had originally wanted, but that was fine. Yosuke had an acoustic guitar in his lap, a pick held between his lips as he finished tying his hair up into a bun, long bangs tucked behind his ears. He was in serious need of a hair cut but he has, admittedly, been lazy. Souji didn't seem to mind it. He pulled the pick from his mouth and held it between his knuckles.]

There, that should do it.

I dunno 'bout this, partner...

[Despite his nervousness, leg bouncing as there's shuffles behind the camera, he looked a bit excited. Souji was getting himself comfortable, only popping into frame from the corner to make sure he was actually out of frame when seated normally and not leaning over. Yosuke laughed and shooed him back.]

You promised me a concert and I think this would be fun for everyone else, too!

If they even wanna...

Partner...

Okay, okay! [Deep breath.] Hey guys, Yosuke here. I uh, figured it might be fun to provide some entertainment during this crazy weather. I'll take requests, assuming I know the song. Or you can just sit and listen, whatever you wanna do. I'll go first, since I got a promise to fulfill to my partner.

[Click the gif to go to the song!]

un: grimm

[hagrides]

My roommate since I arrived in Lunatia one year ago, Lobco, has gone home. The apartment is terribly quiet without her, even though she was never the loud type. Strange how that happens.

Will you remember what has transpired here when you return? Do you wish to remember?

video; u/n lynx

[jadedlynx]

Once I get the space together, I'm starting a self-defense class.

[ The video starts showing Ash in front of a simple apartment wall. ]

Shouldn't need a lot of explanation. You pay me, I'll teach you how to fight. It doesn't matter how big or small you are, if you're a man or a woman. There'll be handgun lessons, too. Not at the same time; if you can roundhouse while firing a gun, you're not there for the class.

Payment can be chroma or demichroma. If it's chroma, it has to be transferred through our hands. If you know what you're doing and looking for a place to pass that along, I'll take on a few more teachers and a nurse or two. I'll have to see your stuff first.