These universes feature many unexplained phenomenon and strange creatures. Although we know these transmissions are somehow linked due to these strange occurrences, at this time there is insufficient data available to properly classify the transmissions found below.
While there is clear evidence that this transmission is from RL-226, it is interesting to note that they may have had echo points cross over from SW1983 with the reference to "Baby Yoda."
This also features some echo points from a series of lost transmissions which were initially relayed by Patricia Briggs' in the collection of stories featuring one "Mercy Thompson". However, this transmission was recently rediscovered.
Ranboo is not lonely, he tells himself as he works a summer job on the coastline. He's not lonely, he says as he crashes into two of the oddest people he's ever met.
He's not.
(or, Ranboo finds family in the most unexpected place. Mermay is abound.)
Written Transcript by blue000jay
Audio Recording by Various Archivists
A comparative analysis of vampires vs werewolves in a land where both apparently exist.
This is partial transmission intercepted from a documentary which features tells the lives of these supernatural entities. We are still working on acquiring the documentary: "What We Do in the Shadows".
"I was never really that into the whole vampire thing," Jenna confessed. Guillermo stared blankly at her, jealousy boiling inside him.
Lila and Alucard continue exploring magic while on their way back to London. They also run into some trouble along the way.
This transmission is tentatively being filed under E-SRL478 rather than E-FT528 since the "Soul Reapers seem to be a literal presence in this universe. However if additional data comes to light it may be relocated.
"What happens when Rukia Kuchiki runs into Momiji Sohma... literally"
The new tenant next door is, unfortunately, pretty. Even more unfortunately, he’s some form of supernatural, which means George has an automatic obligation to stay away from him.
The moment Dream crosses the threshold of George’s apartment, he feels wards gather around him like wires, sharp and electric; they don’t sting, but it’s a close thing. “Holy shit,” he says, once the zinging of energy has subsided. “That’s, uh. You’ve got some potency.”
George is a lot shorter than yesterday, he thinks, sleepily curious, and then he realizes.
Dream makes a mistake, which ends up being more inconsequential than he expected. Also, they plan a date.