[What is this?

LAUGHTER, FROM THE TREE? Any passer by who happens to glance up will see a black haired ten year old boy perched on a branch, a grin spread across his features as he tries to climb higher. His worn clothing catching stray leaves, sneakers digging into bark as he grabs onto another branch.]

I wonder if I can get up to the top- [A ( Read more... )

[Mello is in a police station standing in front of a holding cell. Inside is Ophelia, who has clearly seen better days. Mello is ignoring her outbursts, for the most part, shooting only a single glance back at her as he starts the feed.]Eddie Riggs is dead. He was murdered by his girlfriend back there. I've got her in custody. The situation is ( Read more... )

[Ciel is moving from his room to the library, presumably to read, but he has gotten held up. Randomly slamming doors, smoke, and unimpressive dangling ghosts and such are getting in the way, one after another. He's becoming increasingly irked, and swats at one of the paper ghouls ( Read more... )

Spitfire, now that we've got a shitton of new people and justice system in affect, we should probably jump back onto workin' on our welcomin' guide. I've got the maps done so we gotta get this shit goin' on, stop being side tracked by all the shit the author is throwin' at us ( Read more... )

[The blackberry turns on accidentally as Jack drops it in a mad scramble to shut and lock the door to his room.]

J.D.! Open the FUCKING DOOR!

[There's a man banging angrily on the door, the wood practically shaking. Jack had recognized him immediately. He was giant, easily over nine feet, plenty big enough to still tower over Jack just like he ( Read more... )

Ey, Spitfire.

Think you could help me bandage myself up? Sides that, I wouldn't mind the company, today's been- pretty fuckin' weird.

So, this is death now is it? I must say, it is a bit more cheerful than what I would imagine it to be. Now, will someone please be a dear and introduce me to which level of hell I ended up?

I always suspected it would be the Seventh Circle. But I don't mind at all, I am glad to be with my fellows.

Fuckin' sun.

[It's not the first time he's cursed it, and it won't be the last. But wherever Matt is now, it's dark. One side of his face is hidden completely in shadows.]Never really cared much for breakfast. Usually don't wake up until lunch time. So maybe that just means I eat breakfast for lunch ( Read more... )

[The feed obviously isn't intentional. From the tilted angle and the fact Eddie is staring straight ahead should be a good indication of that. He's strumming at his guitar idly, expression dull as tranlucent hands coax across his shoulders ( Read more... )

[First thing Jack did after waking up was grab a super awesomely hot shower. Then he dressed himself in jeans and a hoodie, because even though the manor was a comfortable temperature, he couldn't help but want to be warm. After that he headed to the kitchen, where he was currently looking for something to eat.]