[[Filtered from Drones]]Attention, all who spoke to Fate about organizing a militia. My name is Ky Kiske. I've been talking with Fate about how to organize this, and we've agreed that the first step is to have everyone meet ( Read more... )

[Ky is making an extra trip to church this week. The stress lately -- the riots, Dizzy's appearance, Eirin and Reisen, and Minatsuki -- has been getting to him. So he's on his way to church to spend some quality time with the Lord.

Feel free to find him on his way to church, in church, or on his way home from church.]

[[Private; Hackable]]

...Something has changed in this house. I don't know what, but something...something's off.

[[Public]]

If anyone decides to take the rioting here, I will give you one warning. I will be waiting at my house, and I will act in defense of this house, of myself, or of anyone else who lives in this house.

I know it may be hard to fathom after what we just went through... But everyone, have a Merry Christmas.

[[Private; Hackable]]Perhaps I should thank you, Mayfield. You have given me yet another reason to fight against you. I will not let you suck the life out of the people here like you did during that event. I would sooner die than see the smiles ( Read more... )

What... What is this?! What's going on here?! This is not headquarters!

Commander? Commander! [Ky tries calling out a few other names, and then, finally......Sol? Sol, are you here at least ( Read more... )

Phew... I suppose that's enough. These decorations are modest, but I think they'll do ( Read more... )

[[OoC: I'm backdating this to yesterday. I was so caught up in ATP that I completely forgot.]]

[[Private; Hackable]]Another birthday... Another day to reflect upon what the past year has given me ( Read more... )

[A small sound, like that of an explosion, can be heard from the kitchen of 342 Brady Lane. Further investigation will reveal Ky standing there, a mix of shock and confusion on his face. Lying on the floor in front of him is a smoking, black, charred husk. Investigating even further will reveal that the toaster is missing.]

...Oops.

[Ky is in the living room, grading papers, a cup of hot tea sitting on the table next to him. A fire is dancing merrily in the fireplace, bathing the entire room in warmth. Near the fireplace, Ky's jacket, thoroughly soaked, is hanging to dry.Finished already...? I got through those more quickly then I thought I would. And to think my mind was ( Read more... )

...Now I think I understand why most of my world did away with direct elections.