*there are a series of bangs as suddenly Midgard and Schwarz are overrun with guards; they run up the stairs knock on doors -more like punching down the flimsy doors- before forcibly entering if you aren't fast enough to open it*

We're doing a room check! Everyone up and out!

*you can try to talk to them, but most aren't going to answer; they'll ( Read more... )

Greetings. Today is Rations Allocation Day. Today is also Mark. If it rains today, there will be no additional frost for the season. Rations will be held at Victory Square from 10 00 hours until 19 00 hours. Bring your identification with you. Persons unable to bring their identification will not be served. Any disrespect to the soldiers ( Read more... )

[Guess whose birthday it is? That's right. This guy is 32 today. And singing]

~Happy motherfucking birthday to me, happy fucking birthday to me, happy birthday dear Chevyyyy, happy fucking birthday to me~

[Okay, so it doesn't exactly fit the tune of the birthday song. But he's doing his best]

[Now that the fright of zombies seems to be lessening, other things can be addressed again. Giselle is sitting back at First In, Last Out, where she and Sheldon had their date, with a glass of wine and a slightly dejected expression. It's not a very mature sort of look, either. Slighty pouty, one could say ( Read more... )

-=Visibly shaken and staggering a bit, Al makes his way back towards Midgard.=-

I never want to get stuck there ever again. And those... those things!

-=He shudders, looking green and finally he lurches into the alley, dry heaving as he doubled over.=-

[[Al's back! He was on autopilot and then sequestered in the Asylum during the ( Read more... )

[Sheldon woke up at the sound of the alarms and went into combat mode...only remembering quickly that he wasn't part of the city guard anymore. In face, he's more of a prisoner than a helper only forced to make his way just like everyone else. His first thoughts were to find Giselle and make sure that she was safe. Grabbing his jumper and boots, he ( Read more... )

*The PA crackles and there is crinkling of paper* Good morning, citizens. It is Saturday, April 11th, and that means it is Rations Allocation Day. Rations will be held out on Victory square from 1100 to 1900 hours ( Read more... )

[Giselle is at work. ;Well, there's nothing wrong with that.

Reading? Nothing wrong with that either.

Notepad next to her, with stick figures? No problem.

( This book? This is a problem. )

[Lily's heading back to the apartments, taking the scenic route at the time, with a bag of groceries. More importantly, also some clothes and accessories.]

Seems to be quiet today...

Ah! Right, they have the trip that a bunch of people went out on, huh? Guess it'll be a little quieter for a while...

[[As noted from the flier in this entry.]]

[If you've noticed the doors to Niflheim open, and gone up the first floor early enough, you'd catch Trance in the halls picking the locks open.]

Just a little more... There we go!

[And another door open! The first apartment has some warmed up food and snacks on the kitchen counters, while a few tools ( Read more... )