[ where are all the dogs suddenly going? well, they're apparently making a beeline toward a little blond kid. adam is currently practically buried beneath dogs, laughing and apparently trying to teach them new words (which, alarmingly, they're actually learning). dog, a little mutt-looking hellhound, is making great friends with what looks like a saint bernard.

adam manages to dig a worn-looking tennis ball out of his pocket, climbing to his feet and tossing it, and the entire herd practically falls over themselves to go chasing after it. uh, hopefully you're not in the way of it, but chances are that you might be. adam, for all his angelic looks, is grinning a little devilishly. ]

[ he was just using the crosswalk like he was supposed to, like he's been taught, when he hears the screech of tires on pavement, and a car comes screaming around a curve, hurtling toward him. honestly, he doesn't even have time to react--will his powers protect him?--but he doesn't have to, because dog (tiny, harmless-looking dog) is suddenly racing in front of him, leaping at the car.

he has just enough time to open his mouth and yell-- and it's no longer a mutt that lands on the hood of the car, but a fully-grown and terrifying, snarling hellhound, slamming into it with enough weight that the entire front of the car plows into the pavement and flips over their heads, landing with a crash somewhere behind adam. ]

[ there's a kid in the feed, blond curls and blue eyes, the sort of face that says he's going to break a lot of hearts in ten years. it's slightly marred by the fact that there's a dirty swipe across his cheek, and he's frowning faintly, gaze weirdly piercing in his face.

he scrunches up his nose a moment later, folding skinny arms (there's a bandaid on one forearm, it maybe looks iron man-ish) and sitting back in his chair. he pushes it, and it spins, giving a slightly dizzying view of his face every time it fully rotates. ]

Is it really okay if people are what they are here? [ that was a slightly confusing and vague question, thanks for that, adam. ] I heard that there's some gods and stuff here, and they're just being gods? Nobody thinks it's weird? [ he sticks his foot back out to stop the chair, then gets up on his knees in it to lean toward the video. ] What if you're a bad kind of thing, are there bad kinds of things here, too?