[Someone was curious.]

Um... Who would I contact about the Defense Force?

(OOC: PLEASE don't think I'm a racially insensitive asshat for this! Even JD doesn't mean it as anything but fun and showing his love of 70's sitcoms, he just doesn't really get it. ^^; And in case you're interested, he's dressed as J.J. from Good Times. :D )

[Staring at your video screen is a grinning man wearing a quite out of date outfit. He's also wearing the cheesiest, toothiest smile imaginable, and has remnants of a dark black smudge on his cheek. Halloween is awesome.]

DY-NO-MITE~! Wassup my brothas and sistas?

[Chittering, the hilarity is hard to contain! But okay he drops the (bad) pseudo-urban dialect now:]

Happy Halloween everyone! Anyone know where I can get some makeup for this costume? The shoe polish I found smells terrible.

Oh hey, while I'm here, anyone know what's up with the hospital "staff"? [Rubbing his arm where he may or may not have been tased.] What's their pain relief regimen, a frying pan to the face? Sheesh.

Uh, hey everyone. I just thought I should give an update on Conrad. He's still the same. No monsters got into his room yesterday, so that was good! [Might be forcing the cheer a little there.]

Even though he's not awake, I'm sure he'd like the company [and so would Yuuri, because an ex-fiance who seems to hate you and an unconscious guy don't make for the most uplifting conversations] so feel free to visit. We're at the hospital.

Yuuki, Zero, Akito, Suzaku, Midori, Orihime, everyone...are you okay? [He's had a rough few days, so he's sorry if he left out any names! And Josh already made it clear he was okay.]

Mm, oh, and happy Halloween!

[Russell heaves a sigh, running a hand through his hair. He looks stressed out, worried, and tired because he hasn't gotten much sleep lately.]

Is anyone here a doctor? Fletcher's sick.

[He doesn't trust the machines, not with his little brother. No way. And Fletcher's not in danger of dying immediately (... at least he really really hopes) so he'd rather wait for and get some human help.]

Are there any doctors here? Or anyone else with medical training?

I have a question.

[Someone was monopolizing one half of the basketball court. He was bouncing about, playing against imaginary opponents as he dodged and wove his way around one half before dunking the ball into the net. He shouted happily as he scored points in his head, and then moved on to grab the ball and start all over again.]

Does anyone know who this belongs to? [holding it up for the camera without the actual dog inside it]

Crimes? I didn’t even kiss her yet! ...Not that I was going to. And that’s not enough to put someone in jail, either! I mean last time I drank one two many appletinis and ended up naked... um... you know what, never mind.

Anyway, nobody better mess with me, my best friend’s wife is from the block and she’ll --

-- oh, hey, a robot! [A monotone imitation of a metallic robot voice] Danger, danger!

[thoughtful sounding] ...Hmm...

[A somewhat lengthy pause]

Those midgets have it way too easy.