First Prophecy: [voice post]

[feel_nevermore]

...Raven calling Robin. Over.

[The voice sounds quite hoarse and... blasé. It's very hard to say whether it belongs to a boy or a girl.]

Robin? ...Raven calling all Titans. ...Cyborg? ...Starfire?

[A pause before another name is added somewhat reluctantly.]

...Beastboy?

[A loud sigh of impatience.]

If someone is actually getting that transmission, could they please tell me on which planet I am and how I can get away from here?

[During the last part, a low animalistic growl can be heard in the background.]

I thought I made it clear the first two times. I. am. not. food.

[The growl gets louder. Some statics can be heard over the line as if a close electromagnetic source was disturbing the transmission.]

Azarath Metrion Zinthos!

[A loud thump of something crashing into a hard surface, like let’s say a wall, followed by animal whines.]

This is really starting to get annoying...

[End of transmission.]

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[Voice] And that's what counts!!!

[feel-nevermore.livejournal.com]

Ranma. I'll remember it.

[...A pause. She sounds surprise at his sudden and unexpected apologies.]

About what?

[Voice]

[reckless-equine.livejournal.com]

Eh, the intro's sort of my thing. I usually get in loads of trouble, so I figured that it was best to apologize in advance.

[Now if only there was another Ranma cast member to unleash their terror on Adstring and prove Ranma right....]

[Voice]

[feel-nevermore.livejournal.com]

Well this kind of anticipated apologies has no value for me. And I don't judge people on their looks or reputation either. So you needn't worry about that with me.

I'll "see" you around then, Ranma.

[Voice]

[reckless-equine.livejournal.com]

Later then, Raven.

[The PCD crackles off]