[The feed starts out with a crude drawing of what looks like a little girl with long hair surrounded by boxes. There's a smiley face drawn on her.
Then the boxes are x-ed out, and the smiley face turns into a frown.
Then there's several indistinct shapes that might resemble a Rhydon, a dragon of some sort, maybe a Volcarona... and let's face it there's no way the rest of those are recognizable. There's a giant ? drawn over their heads.
Before any further insults to fine art can appear, bold text suddenly appears on the screen.]
The network is working again, you dolt. I'm taking over.
My name is Orpheus. I am a Dusclops in service to Ilyasviel von Einzbern. For those of you who have been trying to figure out what my compatriot Poseidon's scribbles meant, Mistress Ilya's birthday was last month, just before the end. But because everything went crazy, she wasn't able to celebrate. She was looking forward to it, and now she's quite upset. What can we do?
... Curses, I think she sees us. Don't anyone let her know we-
[The message cuts off there.]
Then the boxes are x-ed out, and the smiley face turns into a frown.
Then there's several indistinct shapes that might resemble a Rhydon, a dragon of some sort, maybe a Volcarona... and let's face it there's no way the rest of those are recognizable. There's a giant ? drawn over their heads.
Before any further insults to fine art can appear, bold text suddenly appears on the screen.]
The network is working again, you dolt. I'm taking over.
My name is Orpheus. I am a Dusclops in service to Ilyasviel von Einzbern. For those of you who have been trying to figure out what my compatriot Poseidon's scribbles meant, Mistress Ilya's birthday was last month, just before the end. But because everything went crazy, she wasn't able to celebrate. She was looking forward to it, and now she's quite upset. What can we do?
... Curses, I think she sees us. Don't anyone let her know we-
[The message cuts off there.]