First Script | "Prodigious birth of love it is to me"

[stagecontroller.livejournal.com]

[ It took him some time to finally decide to use the device, but here he is, using the small text device for an important question that he must know soon. ]

If thou shalt choose a role
which wilt be the one that suits thou the most?

The stage placed shalt be thy life, oh Lord,
for thee I'll write only one fate,
and if thou shalt tell me, mine piece,
the curtain will raise for thee.

[ Priorities, Shakespeare has them. Besides, he first needed to know the actors of this new stage. ]

[Action/Video]

[goshujin-sama.livejournal.com]

[Sanaki knows no forms of physical combat. She also was not warned about the Dark Hour. This is a bad combination.

Thus, when her phone drops from her hand (her ridiculous poofy outfit has no pockets) it shows her being backed into a corner by a Shadow. She's obviously terrified by the expression on her face.

Suddenly, the space in between her and the Shadow is filled - by a kid in a ridiculous scarf. Who is still taller than her, natch. He dispatches the Shadow with his spear, then turns to the startled Sanaki.]

I am thou, and thou art I...
I am Setanta. As your knight, I will help you in your duties.

Se...tanta...?

[The Persona disappears. After staring for a moment, she looks at her phone again and turns it off.]

[Feel free to meet her in person as she heads back to the hotel.]

6th Cheer [Video, two prompts]

[go-go-lets-go.livejournal.com]

A.

[So, Christmas has come and gone, and Sakurako here forgot to get presents for her friends.  Instead, she figures she'll do the next best thing - the gift of music!  As the video feed switches on around noon on the 26th, anyone watching will see her sitting behind a rather high quality drum set, rocking out by herself to the drum line and the vocals from one of her band's songs from back home.]

Whew!  Feels good to play again!  I could really use some guitarists and another singer, though.  Does anybody want to get a band together with me?  I think it would be a lot of fun!

B.

[Later on in the day, she's managed to remember something from about a month ago or longer that she was going to do and never quite got around to it.  So now she's on the network again, bothering everyone about something utterly unrelated to the first request.]

Hi, everyone!  So, I have this friend.  He's a really nice guy who I think is probably really lonely but never says anything about it.  I'm trying to help him out by finding a nice girl for him to go on a few dates with.  Is anybody interested?  I'll take care of all the details, so just let me know!

⚓ 003; [video]

[estantiga.livejournal.com]

[It's the Dark Hour. Do you know where your Rider is?]

[Because as it happens, she is out and about fighting Shadows with no more than a pair of flintlock pistols. Which happen to be a pain to reload when your ammunition isn't magical in nature, so she might be in a little trouble. Not that she seems to mind, based on the huge grin on her face and all that laughing she's doing. Amidst the chaos of cackling and one last Visceral Maya that just won't go down, an ethereal figure about six feet tall appeared in front of Rider. With it came a sudden rush of water, dissolving the last Shadow and clearing the street.]

I̹̟̹̟ͮ ̺̤̻̜̞̼͖ͣͮͩá̤̥̣̻̓̏̿m͔̹̟̥͍͎̟̓͂ͫ ̭͎ͥ͛̒̚tͫḫ͈̫̳̗o̼̻̭̞u̺̳̬̝̺͇̜̎͌ ̠̣̯͚ͩ͋ͯ͌ā̹̟̭̙͆̉ͯ̔̚n͓͍̗̭͔̣ͭ̽ͨd̹̦̹̦ͤ͒̄̐ ͕̪̳̹̘̝̔̾̈́͑ͧ̅̓ͅt̖̮̗̟̺h͎͖͑́ͮ̓ó͎̯͕̝̹͇́ͬͪ̄̇̚ȕ̜̩͈͙̹ͤ ̼͋̅̎̀́a̟̹͕̗ͥ̍̈́r̮͂ͯͩ̆ͪ͂t̺̝͕̱̫ͅ ̫̤͉̪̤͖͍͑̆͋I͇̞̺̭͕͈͗̿ͣ̇͋̽.̓̆ͦ̌.̜̠̺̩̃ͥ͊.̼̪͎̦̍
̠̟̪̙̤̣ͅT͆̋͆̒ͥ̏h̻̞̗̑̓̇̌ͭ̓̚a͔̗̥ͮͅt̹͉͚̠̰ ͙͔̳ͣͅͅi̯̲̔ͅs͙̬͕͋ͫ̉ͮ̄ ̜̦̟̘̼̱̟̏̃́ͮn͉̞̦͈͚͌ͨŏ̼̥̙̥̟͇͒̅ͩ̔͑̍t̠ ̜̦̾͗ͭ̄d͙͇͌̂ͩ̓̒͑͊ẻ̚a̯̦͙̼̣͔̒̄̈́d̤̣̟̙̥̦ ̙̪̪̂̈̉ͩ̑ͭ̓w̰͎͙̲̤̦h̰̠̦ͮ͒̂̈́̌͊ͬi̘̇̈c̖̤̦̣̒ͪͅh̘̳ͩ̏̇͋ͭͦ ͇͎̉͐͑c͔̣̣̯̖͔͐ͤ͊ͅā̳ͫ̌ͯͩͫn͕ ̦̟̱̯͚̭̌̂ͅẽ͎̯̺̃ͤ̾̚t̜̆̏͋̉̇̍͌e̤̲͇̅̉́ͨr̺͕ͬ͊̀n͖̤͖̻͕̓̅ͩͅă̊ͮl̼̜̯ ̳̞̤̟̠̳̒͂̾ͥͅl͉͇̞͉̺͍̗͑i͆ë͇̻̹̰͖̗̒ͪ̓̄ͦͩͅ,̥̩̹ͬ͛͂͗ͧ
̖̇̉ͅẠ̫̝͒n̙͖̤͙̟̮͂̋́̽̆ͩd̥̹̯̳͎̆̽͋ͩ̈́̾̚ ͖̪̼̦ͮͪw͓̜̙̤̗̹̐ͥͪͤḯ̼̎t̻̪̬̘̯h̬̩̠͍̰́̂̌̏́̈́ ͔̳͑ͨͮͭs͚̬͚̿̊͆ͫ̈́ͬ͐t͇r̹̦̬̺̳ͩă̞̆͛n̮̤ͩ̋ͫͬg͖͉͙̃̂̎ê̑ ̹̩̫̞ͪͦ̐̎͒̒ͫa̮̻̳e̹͈̙̻̲͋̾́ͧ̊ͅo̟ͭͮͬ̚n̜̮s̭̲͋̊ͦ͌̓ ̹̳̥̘̌̊e̥̬̒̆ͨ̃͗̄̍v̪̥̫̥̥̈͂ͭ̔̏ͤͪe͎̞̓n ̘̭͈͍̋ͨͤ̍̉d̯̘͈̞̝ͦ̓͋̎ͬͮͤe̥͈ͮ̿ạ̾̍̐ͦ͊͊̆t̓ͯh̟̰̮̺͙̓ͮ̊́ ̘͍̘̱̲̺m̳͙̗̤̪̈́̃a͂̏ͦͯy̩͇͔̜̩̪͒ͨ̉͆̉̚ ͔͚̝̟͈̟̩ͦ̄ͤ͒͂̒̚d̲̜̉̋ͯ̓̐i̻̖̫̤̭ͫ̃̋̂ͭͬ̂e̝̦̮͖̼̽ͭ͛̍̈́ͫͫ.̻͇̹͎̓ͨ̂̋̆̽̃

...You want to run that by me again? [With that, the figure vanishes and the video cuts out.]

[...And turns on just after the Dark Hour ends, voluntarily this time. Rider seems to have taken over a couch in a house someone will find familiar (hi Waver~). She's got a cigar in her mouth and is smoking like a goddamn chimney.]

That was pretty different. Never had an octopus help me in a fight before.

Fifth lecture -- video

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[It is some time after midnight, and Lord El-Melloi's face is now broadcast across the city.]

I apologize if I've woken anyone, but I'm afraid that I have to make this call at such an ungodly hour.  If anyone is acquainted with Miss Francis Drake--

[The video is turned to one very asleep (or, rather, tranquilized, but it would be impossible to tell that, since he'd already taken the dart out of her shoulder) Rider who is sprawled across Waver's couch.  She is snoring, and possibly drooling on his upholstery.]

--she has apparently been imbibing too much this evening, and has broken into my house and passed out on my couch.  I would appreciate it if someone would come and pick her up, or else I'll contact the authorities and have them take her.  Either way, I don't care, I just want her out of here so that I can get some bloody sleep.