(The device appears to be shaking around a bit and the sight of the ceiling comes into view first. Tom's groggy voice soon follows before the scene shifts again to show his tired face.)

Holy crap! What did I miss?

[OOC: Tom and several of my characters were in a coma and are just now waking up. Sorry guys for such a belated entry.]

[If anyone happens to be outside, they may run into Celty. Or, better yet, Celty and a larger-than-average black stallion, both lacking their heads. Apparently, motorcycle helmets aren't renaissance enough for the Author - not that it particularly bothers Celty; she quite likes the dress she's been put in, and it was a nice change, seeing her horse ( Read more... )

[This one's pretty simple; after being followed everywhere by the strange little creature with a skull for a helmet, Celty has assumed that since it's gone, nothing's really happening this week. So, going outside, she mounts her bike, and with a loud, whinnying roar, she takes off. Since there's not a whole lot of room (by motorhorse standards), ( Read more... )

[Anyone around the games/ TV room may well meet Celty. She's holding a movie in her hands, deciding whether or not to put it on. After a week cooped up in a prison cell, Celty wanted to kick back and relax in front of a movie.

Only, she isn't familiar with any of the films here. She misses Shinra's collection of old, weird movies, with bad acting ( Read more... )

[The feed comes on to a rather surreal sight for those watching the network. The sound of a door closing can be heard, and Celty passes the blackberry to cross the room. However, she isn't wearing her helmet, and that therefore means that's she's..well....headless.
Things get stranger still, when she turns to her desk to fire up her laptop...and ( Read more... )

[Waking up in her bedroom had gotten Celty's hopes up - she had assumed she had been brought home. The unfamiliar hallway outside of her room, however, crushed them completely. Though, in turn, this caused a rise of panic - was her horse still around? She hadn't dismissed it, so it still technically should have been...but what if this 'Author' had ( Read more... )

[If it was quiet as death in Raccoon city before, that's about to end. The sound of a motorbike engine, accompanied with the eerie sound of a horse braying, roars and echoes between the buildings. As it brakes to a halt, the rider puts her foot down to balance herself as she looks around. This...wasn't Ikebukuro...or at least, it certainly didn't ( Read more... )