[VIDEO: Drake's Network mirror suddenly begins streaming a video without a clear introduction, focus, or message. It's angled at the floor most of the time, but jostles around chaotically and blacks out every time his hand readjusts or closes around it. There are voices; one is definitely Drake's, and there's the occasional flash of a knife being brandished at an adult Malcolm, who looks white-faced and cautious.]
-chance, mate. My roomie is [muffled]-it-all boy. Malcolm [muffled], 'bout eleven. Yea tall, dark hair, likes fruit suckers, bit of a creepy air about 'im, now I think about it. Now get [muffled] and explain yourself. You'd better make it good, I'm broadcasting.
[It's evident that Drake has been caught entirely by surprise and would very much like some form of law enforcement to show up to take care of the intruder who, for all he knows, has kidnapped the child.]
[[ OOC update, 10.27:
Follow the wacky hijinks here!
-chance, mate. My roomie is [muffled]-it-all boy. Malcolm [muffled], 'bout eleven. Yea tall, dark hair, likes fruit suckers, bit of a creepy air about 'im, now I think about it. Now get [muffled] and explain yourself. You'd better make it good, I'm broadcasting.
[It's evident that Drake has been caught entirely by surprise and would very much like some form of law enforcement to show up to take care of the intruder who, for all he knows, has kidnapped the child.]
[[ OOC update, 10.27:
Follow the wacky hijinks here!