...won't you come off?!

[It's the sound of scratching. And a very, very disgruntled mage wearing a very very ugly and uncomfortable kitty sweater. Anders woke up with this itching fashion abomination (just being specific, considering where he's from) on him and no matter how many times he has tried, the thing just won't come off!Oh. And he also ( Read more... )

[Rebecca looks a bit haggard--not sleeping much does that to you--but it's business as usual. She and Desmond went to check out the tree though, and as her head throbs from a stacked set of headaches, she's starting to regret it just a little.

She runs her hands through her hair and then, yes, she is talking to YOU.]Hey. I don't know most of you ( Read more... )

[Here, have a shot of the dark sky for now. It's taken a while for Fiora to figure out her cell phone, but she is finally getting the hang of it. Give it a few more moments, and then the video feed will finally focus on her. It's windy, wherever she is, and its a lot darker than the lit-up city streets. If you focus on her background, you'll easily ( Read more... )

I've got a staff that isn't mine. [He's holding a white, well-crafted staff with his other hand.] I kind of like it though. Light and it feels like it hasn't been touched by darkspawn.

The tag says...Gandalf. Is there a person who goes by that name here? If not, I say finders keepers!

*Yep, this red man is not afraid to show his face, so he does video this time around. Azazel holds up a strange looking stick of sorts. It looks to be a staff. A familiar one to someone named Anders. The Staff of the Lost is what this mutant holds in his hands. He purses his lips and looks down at the tag attached to it*Is there an Anders out there ( Read more... )

Hello, Anders here- ... ah, older Anders here. Maker why do I even need to differentiate. [sigh, his life B( ]

There wouldn't be a chance someone who isn't supposed to be dead or a younger version of people I know out and about? Bethany? Isabela? Andraste's flaming unmentionables, I'd even take Fenris at this point.

[cue something fluttering down ( Read more... )

[There's a groan followed by a shiver. One whiny upitty mage, coming right up.] Well, isn't this the most epic prank ever laid on me. Don't think anyone's going to top this one for a while.

Maker, it's freezing. And they say talking actually keeps one warm. [If he had his robes maaaaybe it wouldn't be this cold.] Should start a fire ( Read more... )

Maybe you fell asleep, maybe you were knocked out. Maybe you were in the middle of a fight, maybe you don't even remember what you were doing at all. But regardless, you remember the darkness. It's crushing, all-encompassing. It fills your lungs and presses it's weight down on your shoulders, suffocating, overwhelming. It's so dark you can't tell ( Read more... )