For the past couple of days, Babel has been MIA. She's actually been holed up in her room, trying to figure out, dispute, come to terms with certain painting given to her at the Carnival. The only conclusion she came to was the one she'd suspected, but hoped wasn't true. She's learned that hope is a futile, frail thing at best, over the ( Read more... )

The Beast is starving. It's made its way to a grocery store, which now less resembles a grocery store than a tidal flow of boxes and cans awash through reefs of broken shelves. Several cops, moving in at the sound of screaming, lay bleeding on the ground. One of them tries to keep her bowels tucked into a rip across her belly. Another grips the ( Read more... )

[[Again, I'm a bit behind on threads, but it's That Time, so if your character wants a black ticket and hasn't yet received one, feel free to post them in, and I'll go back and do the lead-up as best I can. That said, characters that show up are in real danger here -- they will very likely be injured. They may die. If you want your characters ( Read more... )

[[Final daytime post -- there's going to be a Midnight Show post later, so if you want a black ticket, now would be the time... or if you'd like a ticket handed over in a previous post, that can also be arranged.]]The Carnival's time in Chicago's coming to a close, and things are ramping up for a grand finale, indeed. The shows are getting more ( Read more... )

[[Crap, I've fallen behind on these. Stupid Real Life issues. If you need a new post in the future, and I haven't put one up, ask me please ( Read more... )

In one of the Gauche's sunrooms, in the early evening, Tay is leaning on her crutches by the window, staring out the window. She looks distinctly unsettled by something, and her wings are out, pressed tightly to her back like she can't quite bring herself to pull them in, but doesn't really want them out, either ( Read more... )

( Warning: Animal abuse )

[[I suck at posting anything on time.]]The Carnival continues in full swing -- still relatively tame, but they've got time ( Read more... )

Blood. On his tongue, in his nose. He doesn't know where it came from. Or he barely knows. The details don't matter ( Read more... )

[[OOC: So here's how it goes: Every couple of days, there's going to be a new party thread for Carnival happenings. Pretend I posted this much, much earlier, but there you go ( Read more... )