[ The live feed starts with Yosuke leaning back into a chair in what appears to be a well-kept but quaint kitchen. He sits down at a dining table, looking seriously at the lens of his webcam. ]

Okay guys. I know people have posted stuff like this before, but I wanted this..."unveiling" or whatever to be live for public record. Or, well, our record anyway.

[ He shakes his head and reaches off the screen. As he sits back down he holds up an unmarked package in an unassuming manila hue. Just the type of thing anyone in Recolle wants to receive. It's just over a foot long and somewhat rounded and squishy looking, probably padded with bubble-wrap on the inside. ]

Yeah, so I got one too. I just got home like 20 minutes ago-- [ Not at all after spending a night at the Narukami's place making sure the twins weren't actually being as dumb as they seemed on their post. ] --folks are gone--and this was sitting on the doorstep with my name on it. I'm assuming a gift from our benevolent overlords and probably not a refund to that dumb gift from Jim's registry.

[ A pointed look at the camera. ]

Were they waiting for no one to be home? Gives me the creeps.

[ He shudders for effect. ]

Anyway...people have found like random weapons and tech just showing up at their door, so...whatever this is--whatever happens I want some witnesses.

[ Yosuke sets the package down and takes a deep breath. ]

Okay...here we go!

[ He starts to peel away the packaging tape, tearing away some of the paper of the package at the same time. Getting a little frustrated with that, he grabs a pair of kitchen scissors and decides to cut open one end. Suddenly, he pauses, giving the back a disgusting look. ]

What...what the...? This smells like shit...

[ Taking a tentative whiff, Yosuke makes a disgusted face and reels backwards. ]

Ugh!

[ This is suspicious. There's some hesitance, but Yosuke somehow musters up the courage and peels back the packaging...

...nope, it's not bubble wrap. It's just two large, definitely dead trout. ]

What the hell is this!?!?!

[ Yosuke scrambles backwards and quite literally falls out of his chair, knocking it over so that it hits the table and shakes his laptop. There's a short yelp as he tumbles and then a very loud shout from the floor. ]

You've gotta be kidding me!! Am I being punked?!

[ The dead eyes of the fish somehow seem like they're staring right at the webcam. It's almost like they know it's their time to shine. But Yosuke cuts it short, hauling himself up to his feet and nearly pushing the computer away as the frantically reaches out to smash the keyboard. ]

Screw this!

[ The live feed cuts.

And screw you, Jim. ]


(( OOC; Yosuke got back his fish weapons??. He hates fish. Replies can come in any format (text, video, facebook, whatever). I'll match you! ))