[The video opens onto a familiar scene: dimly lit room, harsh florescent lighting, greenish haze... Except this time, the room is most definitely a study of some sort. Or a morgue. Again, its purpose is a bit confused. Bookshelves crammed to bursting. Jars of various organs and body parts are situated along various wire shelves. A stainless steel table serves as a desk... which is lined with various power tools and surgical instruments which gleam in the light. Seated at this makeshift desk is Naoto once again, but there is something decidedly different about his demeanor. His yellow eyes stare into the camera with the same coldness and precision as a scientist about to pin a helpless butterfly to a piece of cork board.]

Good evening, my delightful little ducklings. [His voice is pitched deeper than usual. There is a hint of callous amusement.] Forgive my earlier introduction. I had hoped that the insufferable brat which shares my body would find some quiet activity with which to occupy himself, but I suppose I should have known better... after all, we do share the same brain! [a low chuckle]

Allow me to re-introduce myself. I am Naoto Shirogane, but you may address me as Dr. Shirogane, or simply Doctor, if you prefer. My specialty lies in surgery: bodily augmentation and brain surgery, to be precise, but I also dabble a bit in psychology as well.

As far as I can tell, you all seem to be suffering quite a bit these days. Keeping all the dark, squirming thoughts locked up tight in your skulls is certainly difficult... not to mention unhealthy. You never know when they will all just... [grins cunningly] ...break free one day.

[Naoto plants his elbows on the table and leans onto his folded hands]

So! Allow me to offer my services to you all! Whisper into my ear your deepest, darkest secrets. Unburden your mind's woes and sorrows unto me. I promise not to tell a soul. After all, patient confidentiality. Trust me. I'm a doctor.

[After that, Naoto begins to laugh, softly at first, but it grows in crescendo. He throws back his head and lets loose with that patented, mad scientist laughter. Then the feed cuts out.]

((OOC: All replies will be video. Blue font is for the child personality, and black font is for the adult personality, though this will mostly be the adult personality talking to everyone. Expect your characters to be traumatized in this post.))

I fail to understand some reactions about this latest virus, it gives people the chance to...., what's the saying humans use?

Oh yes, walk a mile in someone else's shoes.

It's getting pretty close to Thanksgiving, and it's making me think about how close I am to the end of my last fall semester of high school. I've got a couple applications - one for U of A because everybody from East High applies there, it's like the default, one for Julliard and one for Berkeley, even though I really doubt I'll go there. I'm super hopeful about Julliard, since that's... well, it's Julliard!

Anyway, I was wondering what college was like for anyone who's... been to it. Or whatever college equivalent people have on their worlds! I feel like I'm stressing out too much on the essay parts of the applications and I need someone to talk me down before I jump off a building or something, haha. Or, you know, don't reassure me and tell me I'm right to be panicking just a bit.

[The video turns on featuring something of Giselle's which one would not have expected to see. Specifically, her BOOBS. Yes, because she is now wearing Yoko's lovely outfit. And being rather unaware of the camera angle she is leaning forward, giving everyone a great shot. Not that she seems terribly embarrassed by the outfit, just a bit nervous perhaps.]

Um...I don't believe these clothes belong to me and it seems they won't come off. Does anyone know who this outfit belongs to?

Hya~ What's all this goin' on?

Changin' clothes without knowin' it's happenin' can be scary, can't it?

Eris-chan~ Didja have anythin' t' do with it, naa?

Ugh! This - Is this one of those virus things people mentioned when I started here?!

It's not funny! At least, not now that it's happening to me!

This shirt is weird, and these pants aren't comfortable at all, and my head feels so naked!

And I can't take any of it off! Or put anything else on!

How long does these things last?!

(ooc| He's wearing Sawyer's clothes... Yeah.)

[See Sawyer, see Sawyer in an old-fashioned jester's costume trying to hide himself behind some jungle foliage bordering the beach]

Don't. Say. A. Word.

[See Tidus. See Tidus in Dark's clothing. See Tidus try to undo the lacing and the zipper, and have the strings not pull when he tugs at them, nor the zipper move at all. He tries to roll out of the shirt, but that won't go, either. He's slightly panicking now, looking for something to help him out of this because OHMYGOD THIS IS EMBARRASSING and he's... never worn something like this. Ever. To say it's humiliating is an understatement.

Realizing that he's stuck in this thing, he sighs, the armsleeves becoming bothersome for him. Tidus is used to moving freely in his outfit, not being constricted in his actions or in whatever he does. A moment or so passes before a whirring sound of the camera zooming in can be heard, and Tidus blinks at the sound, whirling. He turns, seeing the camera on, his face going "OHSHIT" at the discovery. He lets out a yelp, then tries to move to shut it off...

And ends up falling flat on his face.

Someone is not used to wearing tight leather pants.]

[Rika is seen wearing a blue jacket with short, white sleeves and a red and white cap, chasing something just below the web-cam's view]

Come back here, whatever you are

[she grabs something and brings a two-legged turtle with a curly tail up into view, then turns to face the screen and holds it out]

Can someone tell me what this creature is called?

[Look guys!  It's another video post!  Here we see Kurama dressed in a girl's school uniform made of several shades of blue, but he doesn't seem to be aware that the camera has clicked on, as he's too busy checking himself out in the mirror, turning this way and that.  He's quite calm about it, in contrast to most of the other posts.

He makes what can only me interpreted as an almost pleased sound in his throat, tucking a strand of hair behind an ear and adjusting the black headband.]

This doesn't look so bad.  I look quite nice in blue, actually.  [He tilts a head]  Now I wonder why I don't have much blue in my wardrobe.

[He smooths the skirt down as the camera fades out.  All replies video unless otherwise noted, and people who don't know him so well are fully welcomed and encouraged to mistake him for a girl.]

[Hi, community. See a Bunny in front of the camera, wearing this, and slightly blushing.]

A-ah, would someone care to explain this? I... this isn't what I normally wear.

[[All responses are video unless otherwise stated, derp.]]

[Some shinigami are off in the Rukongai fighting a big Hollow. They're getting their asses kicked, actually. It isn't until that out of nowhere, someone dressed in a suit starts fighting with his bare hands that it actually falls.]

Taichou!

[That shinigami isn't Tatsumi, but Byakuya. Half of his precious suit is covered in blood.]

I hate using any technique that I learned from that woman. It's incapacitated, you should be able to purify it.

[After it's all said and done:]

Taichou? I-If I'm allowed to speak freely.

I concur, it is a disgusting suit and wholly unflattering.

I hate it when taichou can read our minds.

Byers, you need to invest in clothing that's not a business suit. Maybe some color too. Browns, grays, dark greens, black....they're so boring. Thankfully, I invested in some contacts a while back so I had those to rely on. Freaking virus. At least this is a tame virus compared the last few.

[No, you can't tell were this is being recorded from. No, you can't see the figure's face, his hat is pulled down over his expression to hide his identity.

Yes, that is Hakuba's tweed. No, this is not Hakuba, as evident by the voice (that is lacking a British lilt). The figure in the video shifts uncomfortably, and when he speaks, it's all Kaitou Kid]

Hakuba-san, would you care to explain why you choose not to wear underwear on a daily basis?

[ she's wearing a froofy black and white lolita dress-- with hairbows, shoes, and all, thanks Nill. She also looks cranky as anything, who would have thought ]

THIS IS TOO MUCH CLOTHING AND IT WON'T COME OFF!

This virus looks just plain annoying and I am so glad that I didn't get it.

So, who got whose clothes, huh?

Poll #1482114 Saturday nights alright for fighting
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 8

Do you think Jim and Sylar can go an entire conversation without fighting?

I hate this community sometimes.

Yeah, hi. Whoever's got my clothes, I want them returned. Preferably without them being ruined. I'll trade you back the...clothes I'm stuck with...and that will be that.

Though seriously, what the hell kind of outfit is this? It's like some...oh shit the robe's falling...nevermind.

I'm not going out at all until I get my stuff back, or until I can get this off of me. So yeah, to the rest of you complaining? I feel your pain, and moreso, 'cause I doubt anyone else has it as bad as me right now.

[ooc: Ban's stuck in this. LUCKY HIM. So he's trying to hide in a bathrobe all day. Key word being trying, lol]