[Awwww, look at that sweet face smiling down at the camera. She's all alone and oddly not scared, and oh what, she's opening her mouth to speak and is no longer smiling. I am so, so sorry, people of Abax.]

Alright, any of you douchebags that have an idea where I'm at other than someplace called Abax, now's the time to speak up. I've got somewhere ( Read more... )

[Okay, he hates communicators and has been avoiding using his cell phone thing for a couple days, but it's been too quiet. Not that he hasn't heard posts made on the network-- those have been loud enough, like a cacophony of upset pidgeons chirping left and right-- but from anyone who matters to Superboy? It's been silent. So he's breaking radio ( 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... )