Fright Knight looked over the room he decided to use for the party once more. Everything was set up. Food and drink on the table over there. Some more tables along the wall for those that wanted to sit. Enough room for dancing. Some music to play during the party along with sound effects of people screaming. Cobwebs strung about the room. ( Read more... )

Ember hurried to Desiree's, terrified of what could happen, what the Murderer could do before she got there. She had no idea how long the Guardian had kept her there, plotting against her. She was feeling very real, very mortal fear ( Read more... )

He was headed back from Clockwork's, trying to keep his head held high. He didn't really like having to disappear before Dan woke up. But it was definately an improvement over having his spine broken, he supposed ( Read more... )

Fredrich... or was it Freakshow?... led Johnny to Clockwork's lair and soon found himself standing at the door of the Time Master's home...his own home. He looked at the door with a bit of hesitation ( Read more... )

She knew where his home was. She knew where he would be. And if he wasn't there, she had a long list to follow. So far she'd been denied, it was beginning to become annoying ( Read more... )

Ember sat on her couch, fingers in her hair, tears forming in her eyes. She couldn't remember what had happened. She wasn't sure if she'd hurt him or not ( Read more... )

Freakshow had yet again become bored and had visited Johnny. After talking about random things, Freakshow had felt a little hungry. But after seeing the inner contents of Johnny's fridge, decided it was best he waited to eat Dan's food...which was saying a lot ( Read more... )

Dan snarled as he stromed out of the lair.

He was so angry at clockwork right now. He needed to blow off steam.

Dan bared his fangs in a grin. Off to Ember's lair for a spar.

Ember looked around her place with a certain amount of displeasure. She had forgotten how much of a mess she'd left the place in. Part of her was tempted to call up Des and wish for a quick clean up of the place, but she felt wrong doing that. Instead she just did the best she could, though she purposely avoided trying to do anything with the ( Read more... )

Dora finished braiding her hair before standing up, checking herself in the mirror. She was wearing just an altered form of her dress, the skirt shortened to end just above her knees and the sleeves just above the elbows. She hoped she would look all right. She still was a bit unsure of the fashions of the modern times. She checked to make sure the ( Read more... )