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[shadowglitter]

What's up? This is Odin. Odin Dark! Haha. Today I learned about "vlogs", so I decided I'm going to start hosting a series of my own on the network. It's going to be great! I'll talk about EVERYTHING. I'll talk about the latest trends in fashion, and about how they're all wrong, because we live in a stupid society where people have yet to understand that mesh bodysuits free up your spiritual chakra and cause your emotional and magical energy to flow through your fleshy prison bodies unencumbered by human shame. I'll talk about sports! We have those, right? I don't watch sport, so I dunno yet. Food reviews! Book reviews! Every kind of review you can think of. Maybe I'll even delve into a little bit of sexy, sexy gossip about some hot, hot imPorts? I GUESS WE WILL JUST HAVE TO WAIT AND SEE WHAT THE CARRIER PIGEON BRINGS US. Carrier raven.

Well, anyway. Today I thought I'd cook you all some breakfast! If you want to be on my show in the future, let me know, and I'll interview you about your life or whatever. Otherwise, like, comment and subscribe for more!

[ And then Odin cooks you all some breakfast. that fire? that comes from his hands. he's using magic. what is control over destructive elemental magic for, if not for this.

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[video]

[magmamia]

[the video starts in a kitchen at some sort of restaurant, at the floor until this angel maxie here slaps the communicator on a counter. he looks like he usually does only in an apron. he is not pleased.

behind him a big fluffy camel thing with volcano back is kind of lounging lazily around. someone should probably explain pokemon don't belong in the kitchen!! maxie!!

he takes a deep breath before speaking, testily.] I'm on this network to inquire what 'yakitori house' is. Or are. And why they require.... 'hotties.'

[a sign in the background proclaims this HOTTIES WITH STICKS YAKITORI HOUSE.

maxie sighs, leaning back on what is obviously a hot stove. his palm makes full contact and he doesn't blink, just leaves it there. the camerupt sort of lifts it's head as it notices this and maxie apparently doesn't.]

Cooking I understand, it's formulaic. A challenge I, Maxie, will rise to, if need be. When in Johto- [the camerupt makes a mildly distressed sound and maxie turns to it, brow raised.] What is it? I know very well you're not hungry, don't try that on me.

[camerupt makes more sounds please save it's trainer from himself dear god.]

anon text - blocked from matt WHAT TIME IS IT?? RELATIONSHIP DRAMA TIME

[h2no]

what do u do when u fuck up so bad u hurt the person you love??? and they might not come back to u and things might not be the same ever again
like htheyll still talk 2 you but u know its the [mamoswine?? no that'll give him away... what the hell are they normally called??] large animal in the room that ur not even smart enough to talk abt properly
and that mayb talking inst the way forward

this is very self pitying and dumb I KNOW but im at wits end here fellow imports
i dont know what ill do i f i loose em forever

001 > video

[unthreatening]

[ Taura looks noticeably comfortable on camera, used to the idea of vid messages, despite being an eight foot tall muscular woman with an outslung jaw, protruding fangs, and piercing tawny-gold eyes to match the light dusting of fur across her pale skin, visible at the right angle. She speaks around her teeth deftly, her eyes bright with eager interest. ]

Hey. I'm new here, and I was wondering if anyone was looking to hire some muscle. I'm not too proud for menial labor, although I am a trained mercenary. [ Her military uniform is a plain gray, but does have sergeant's tabs visible. ] I'm not sure when I'll be called on-duty yet, but I don't need a lot of sleep, so I can fit in whatever odd jobs you need me to do.

I also accept payment in food. [ She starts to grin wolfishly, and then hurriedly suppresses it, worried that her fangs will put people off even here where she's far from the oddest thing around. Taura hasn't mentally adjusted to that yet.

Clearing her throat, she goes on: ] My file said I'm stronger now, and I haven't broken a glass just from holding it since I was a kid, so I guess I must be. Is there anyone else around here like that? Or at least who's really tough to hurt? I need to adjust to my new level of strength so I don't hurt anyone. [ Taura's quite matter of fact about it, as if this is a business task. ]

--Oh, yeah. My name's Taura. Nice to meet you! If you just want to go around town, too, I'd love to meet people! [ Her excitement is palpable, and hard to contain. Being here is a fun new experience for her, not dreadful. ]

video; spooky halloween psa

[restingstitchface]

[Crane's staring into the camera with an intensity that doesn't dwell well under his skin. Though the clean suit he wears does a good job of hiding it well, nothing can conceal the irritation he feels under it. He clasps his hands together under the table then rests them imperiously on his desk.]

Why do you celebrate Halloween?

I'm just curious.

[He kicks back against his chair and plonks his feet on the wood. Whatever he was irritated by - rather, what he was disregarding - seems to have taken on better shape. He feels it draped over his face, coarse but warm and intimately familiar. It takes most of his energy to play a weak smile for the gallery.]

Don't worry about tainted candy, by the way. Razer bladed taffy apples? Lye-coated bubblegum? Cyanide-laced Pixy Stixs? They're just legends. Informal whisperings of unsubstantiated reports of contaminated sweets picked up in the course of trick-or-treating. Now, for clarification; I don't intend to claim poisonings never happen. A father laced his own son's candy with cyanide in order to reap the benefits of his life insurance, yes, but it certainly isn't a problem. As a matter of fact, the absence of personal stories highlights that clearly.

[He scratches under his chin.]

Here, of course, the bogeyman isn't even cyanide or toxic chocolate - though Hershey's deserves labelling as poison, honestly - but collective fear of a different sort.

[That's a topic he isn't acknowledging right now. He has every intention of discussing it with the class, but carries on.]

Has anyone here been poisoned by Halloween candy? I doubt it. And if you're scared of the possibility? Well, take it from an expert, October 31st is the most extraordinary day of the year you can be terrified of. You'll never experience another one like it till the next cycles round. So dare yourselves and do something special - be bold, knock on some doors when the day arrives. Eat some candy and-

[He tips his chin.]

Enjoy yourselves.