Audio only to start, then video. UN: Scarred_Face

[souls_of_roles]

[At first it sounds like dead air. The camera is either blocked or aimed at a black space with little or no direct light.]

[Then slowly music builds. A solo violin playing what sounds like a slow almost dirge like song. Sad. Wistful, perhaps. Mournful, certainly.But as the volume reaches the maximum it was going to go, about the level you'd use for background music while doing chores, the tempo picks up and the music gets almost harsh, almost... violent. Rough sharp motions of the bow over strings.]

[After a moment there is no almost about it. without voice or words or sight the sound conveys anger and violence, the bow drawn across the strings violently, as if stabbing or slashing.]

[Then on one harsh and almost painful note it stops. The vibration of that last note hangs in the air with no other sounds, making the silence its own violence. It's own tension. Then a slight shuffle of fabric and a card drops into view. The camera's focus takes a moment before the words on the card can be read.]

[The card is dark dark grey. There is an almost black impression of the moon in one corner. Across the front, in red, are two words. "I'm waiting." And nothing else. Another rustle of fabric and the feed ends.]

((Possible CW for violence mentions and talk of blood in threads.))

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video un: konpeito_oni

[konpeito_aji]

For... what?

Re: video un: konpeito_oni

[souls_of_roles]

[The camera came back on, facing black again, the card gone.]

[The voice that replied was feminine and smooth, a well brought up young lady who spoke properly. But there was ice in that voice.]

"If you do not know, then you are not one of the ones for whom I am waiting," [she said, her voice cool and even.]

[konpeito_aji]

What? Boring.

After that dramatic violin music and challenge, I expected a horror story reveal like, [Dark creepy voice:] "All those who see this card are now cursed with an endless hunger that can only be satisfied by hunting under moonlight!" or [Cutesy little girl falsetto!] "To stab you in the back! Teehee!"

[souls_of_roles]

[A dark laugh, a shake of the head that was heard rather than seen.]

"A horror story works best when it is personal. You are not my target, so why should I waste my time or breath on you?"

[konpeito_aji]

Ohhhhh creepy, but you're the one issuing your challenges in public. If you didn't want others to see, you made a serious miscalculation already.

[souls_of_roles]

"You do not flush your prey out of hiding by staying quiet. You do not find the meat in your stew by waiting for it to appear. You stir the pot and see what rises. Just because you also responded did not mean you are my intended target."

[konpeito_aji]

[Applauds.] Well said. Nor do I want to be.

So are you going to keep your prey secret as well?

[souls_of_roles]

"If they turn up, you will know. Look for the ones with a face like mine." [Given her user name, if he couldn't figure it out, he was too stupid to continue to talk to.]

video; un: hpotter

[phoenixwiz]

(Harry was just minding his own business as he’s in the middle of feeding Hedwig and Rose at his starter inn room after his current cafe shift when he got a notification for the video on the network, he sees it, and he is then left speechless upon seeing the card.

Please pardon him while he’s trying to regroup himself.)

Umm... You looking for someone or something?

Re: video; un: hpotter

[souls_of_roles]

[The camera came back on, facing darkness again, the card gone.]

"I am," [came the cold clear voice.]

[phoenixwiz]

(Okay, the card has been switched for a scene of darkness and the voice, cold and clear, speaks up to him, he’s trying to find who is speaking to him right now.)

Erm, excuse me, talking voice. What kind of person or thing are you looking for, if I’m crazy enough to ask?

CW: torture mention

[souls_of_roles]

[A dark cold laugh. The blood chilling sort.]

"Kind would be the wrong word, now wouldn't it?" [Well, Mizuki could be classed as kind, and Mio had tortured her for years. But she was no longer a target. Surprisingly, she had become an ally. Mio stll wanted to destroy Katsuki, they differed on that point, but both of them were aiming for Misao, and through that they had bonded. Somewhat. Not that Mio would ever like the girl, but she had been pleased enough to drag that smiling cheerful person into the dark pits of revenge and hatred.]

[phoenixwiz]

Okay then. That is interesting. I got to admit that you did managed to got my attention with that video. Got something for us to talk about?

[souls_of_roles]

"You are of absolutely no use to me. So no."

[phoenixwiz]

Um, I guess that you might be looking for someone else then. That’s totally fine, I suppose.

[souls_of_roles]

"You figured that out already? I suppose you get top marks in school," [she said, coldly.]

Text; un: player_one

[facepalmchampion]

You went out of your way to be edgier than I've seen in months. That's showmanship. Not only that but the added atmosphere of using an entire network for it? No mention of what you want or who you're looking for? Yes. I give you the solid edge award. This better be a promo for a new horror game.

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[souls_of_roles]

[If Kyoko were in charge she'd be horrified. For a number of reasons. Including the fact that this was actually taken from the promo for a drama series, rather than a game. She had recorded something similar as Mio for a promotional spot for Dark Moon. But Kyoko wasn't in charge now.]

[Mio was.]

[The camera was once again aimed at a dark surface when the response came, the card gone.]

"Why would I waste my time on such a thing?" [Came the perfectly articulated cold voice. Horror game? Her voice could have been in one. Not as one of the creatures that looked like a monster, but as the human who actually was one. Not all monsters were outwardly, well, monstrous, after all.]

text; un: fireprince

[rediscovering]

what instrument is that

[ This was a baffling and mildly disconcerting post that's quite got his attention, though he's not sure how to feel about it... the username, however, got his attention, too. He keeps his reply neutral. ]

Re: text; un: fireprince

[souls_of_roles]

[The camera came back on to darkness, the card was gone. The voice that replied was female and colder than winter nights in the Water Tribe.]

"You have not heard a violin before?" [She asked, more disdainful than shocked. She took his username as pretentious, rather than honest.]

[But still, she so rarely played anymore. Ever since her sister destroyed her face. And her life.]

"Did you want to hear more?"

[rediscovering]

yes
my world doesnt have such an instrument

[souls_of_roles]

[It was... rare... that someone didn't tick off Mio just by existing. But then again, she hadn't played violin in front of people in a while. Wouldn't have now, if it hadn't been a challenge to see if her sister was here.]

[She did want to play. So she took a moment, then started playing the slower part of that theme again.]

[rediscovering]

it's nice

Cw: existential angst, revenge plotting, nihilism.

[souls_of_roles]

[A hesitation. This... she did not know how to deal with this. No one had given her a genuine complement in...]

[No wait. One person had. It had been part of why Mio had hated her so long.]

[But this person wasn't part of their story, wasn't someone Mio knew.]

[Well, perhaps he could be of use. She was aware that it was too late for her to have normal things, like friends. She was too twisted, too warped. There was nothing left of her but hate and vengeance. Perhaps that was why her chest felt odd when he complimented her. Because kindness had no place in her life. Not any longer.]

[So she would do with him what she'd done with everything else in her life. Turn him into a weapon aimed at her true target.]

"I am looking for someone, have you seen Misao Hongo in this odd city?" [she asked, forcing her voice into its usual icy and cruel tones. It was odd that it needed to be forced. She was spending too much time with that girl, and if she was darkening Mizuki's soul, was it possible some of her own darkness was draining away? It was a terrifying thought. She would have to ensure that never happened. She needed to remain col and cruel. She needed her revenge. Her sister, her mother, Katsuki... They all needed to suffer. They all needed to pay. Mizuki too, when she was no longer of use.]

[Though for some reason it was harder to find her hatred of Mizuki now. Why? It used to come as easily as breathing. She was not pleased with the change. Ever since the scar on her face... revenge has been all she lived for.]

[When it was one, there would be nothing left of Mio Hongo. Which was how it should be, in the end. Once they had all suffered as she had suffered there would no longer be a place in this world, in any world, for Mio Hongo. She would destroy her family name if she had to, to destroy her family.]

[rediscovering]

i know no one by that name no
sorry