[Following his long stint out in the snow looking for nonexistent zombies, a certain warm-weather alien's immune system has had it, and tanked out on him.

And so, it's with rather dragging footsteps and a slight cough that he drags himself back into Midgar this evening.]

Worse than Noveria... at this rate...

[Residents of the apartment complex, there is an alien stalking your halls, giving the building a cursory check.

After this, he heads down the stairs, and stops beside the front doors. Here, he hesitates. Does he really want to go back out into the cold...? No. Does he have a job to do? Probably ( Read more... )

Greetings. Today is December 20th, 1952. It is Rations Allocation Day. Before it begins, there are a few announcements.

Applications for offsite housing, meaning housing not funded by the government, are due today in rations. Lt. Maes Hughes will be available to accept the applications. If there are any applications, they will be processed ( Read more... )

[Three days is far too long to spend in the company of strange, suspicious-looking priests who keep asking questions and looking at him sideways, like they know more than they're letting on. Even a blizzard isn't enough to stop Frodo from getting out of the Temple as fast as he can ( Read more... )

[After all, it surely can't be a good idea to keep the King of the Underworld waiting on you, especially if you owe him. You simply can't be sure what might happen if you leave it too long ( Read more... )

[Some may remember the tall, lanky figure standing confusedly in front of the apartments. He's wrapped in every stitch of clothing he could get his hands on, and still looks to be shivering.]

This... can't be really happening.

[However... his voice is a little deeper. And, careful witnesses may notice the giant, ragged scar covering the right ( Read more... )

[Prowling around the apartment, stepping carefully over the assembled cats and their toys.  He is wearing layers again--more so than should be necessary for being indoors ( Read more... )

*Guess who's back from her Samurai induced coma! Yep....

~MAUREEN~

Looking splendid as always in her white uniform and white eye patch, she has a bunch of glass hypodermics ready to vaccinate the masses against the dreaded Solanum Virus*

[MOD NOTE of MODNESS]We will be making certain that any who come for vaccines will get at least 5 ( Read more... )

[Like any good soldier, the resident alien is up and moving at the sound of the alarm, all but jogging out of the apartment--hopefully without waking the roommates.

This is not without some trepidation, however.  He remembers all too well the last time there were zombies about...]

Greetings. This is General Colonel *Pffzzzzzzzzzzzz* *PA system seems to be on the fritz again.--tions Day today. All citizens are required to be present at Victory Square to receive their rations. The soldiers will be on the watch for any persons who are exhibiting *PFFZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ* nature and will be detained as needed ( Read more... )