[There are Aliens. In New York. THIS IS TOTALLY UNSURPRISING, WE KNOW.

Sit down and process this information. Several tall, green things with sharp teeth and long claws are running rampant in the city, you may see them, they've already chowed down on a few of the locals, and caused a ruckus today.

But you know what? That's what Torchwood is here ( Read more... )

 [Sam is... anywhere you want him to be. Don't ask why, he's on a hunt or something. The Cambells aren't with him, they're back -- doing their thing in their base. Because Easter is just another work day for them.

Evil never sleeps, and neither does Sam Winchester.

Anyways, he's sitting somewhere, checking his guns and ammo. Sharpening his knives. ( Read more... )

[It's Valentines Day!

And instead of a relaxing day with various romantic interests, Torchwood is, of course, working. A small disturbance in the Force atmosphere near Ellis Island had caught their attention, and the afternoon had been spent sorting through various and unrecognizable debris that had probably once been a ferry ( Read more... )

["The Hub" has been made over for Christmas. Granted, it still looks like a department store threw up in an alien hunting base, but still. There is a large, but tastefully decorated Christmas tree in the corner, lights are strung out, mistletoe is found on random bits of technology and various doorways and a large pile of gifts sits by the tree.

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[It's time for another adventure in a day in the life of everyone's favorite crack alien fighting team - Torchwood. These brave souls protected Cardiff from the likes of dangerous aliens and their evil schemes for years now. So yeah, you can bet that they are damned good at what they do. Now, they are back in New York from Cardiff - a pteranodon in ( Read more... )

We're heading back to Cardiff, only for a couple weeks.

We'll be back before too long, promise. Don't miss me too much. There's just some things to do there, you know.

Now that things here have settled.