[ The feed opens on Mako, pulling his hand away from the Fluid. He looks very serious, and more than a little awkward, sitting stiff-shouldered in a chair with a carefully-white background behind him. After a beat, he looks up, clears his throat, and starts talking. ]

Hi, everyone. If I could have your attention, there are a couple things I wanted to say. First, the dream is breaking.

[ As if on cue, there's a distant crash, and Mako winces, glancing to the side. ]

Obviously. Uh.

[ He looks down at something for a second, and the back up at the Fluid, like he's checking his notes to get back on track. ]

Things are going to get worse before they get better, and we don't have the luxury of just waiting for them to settle again. We have to be proactive. That means setting aside as much food and clean water as you can, more than you think you'll need. Trust me, you don't want to be in a city with no supply lines and nothing stocked up. We can't rely on real supply lines when we don't even know where our food is actually coming from.

I made a checklist that I'll attach to this message. If you have any extras, bring them to 140 Princess Drive, drop them off on the porch. That's Wu's safe house, for those of you who don't know.

[ There's a rustle of paper as Mako drags his notes closer to himself. ]

Second, I'm looking for people who come from places where time gets... weird. Specifically, I'm talking about multiple timelines, or different versions of people. Different universes or worlds. Abilities that can change time. If you have experience with that kind of thing where you come from, I'd like to talk to you.

That's all. I'll put the checklist below.

Survival Supply Checklist

[ But that is not all. Mako waits for a few silent moments, just watching, but the feed doesn't cut, unless you're Wu. If you're Wu, it stops there.

If you're not Wu, it continues, and Mako huddles a little closer to the Fluid, reaching out to fiddle with something on it in a way that briefly obscures the screen before he pulls back and nods. ]

(Probably) Locked away from Wu

Okay, that... should've worked. Third, I need information on parties. And. Throwing them, for a birthday. Nothing too big.

[ Mako looks, maybe, the most serious he has looked in this whole video, except for the light dusting of pink across the bridge of his nose.]

Don't tell Wu.

[ He reaches out, and this time the feed actually does cut. ]