To be honest, Alice wasn't really paying much attention to work today. She was packing some guns, some bigger guns, and a couple of pretty wicked looking blades, as well as making sure everything was greased and sharpened and completely lethal. Look, she could only remain indifferent for so long, and she had probably sat still for too long already ( Read more... )

Today Alice was fully paying attention to the radio, which was a bad idea considering all she heard was claims of survivors and people asking for help. She was getting some pretty awful sense of responsibility, but at the same time, she didn't want to go back home just yet. For once, Alice was grateful of the calm that Fandom allowed her most of ( Read more... )

Apparently the little brats had moved from the dorms...to some inflatable buildings. Alright. Alice supposed that she would be more vigilant of people trying to buy sharp things...if someone ever decided to come and buy stuff. Actually, she supposed it was more plausible to expect them to do so just when it could actually end up in disaster, so she ( Read more... )

Today Alice had arrived with the little compact radio -not the musical kind, mind you- she had scavenged a while ago on her world. It had been making some odd noises, so she decided to put it nearby and see if she could get a message.

Alice certainly hoped she didn't get anything; it would only bring troubles for her. Red headed Claire Redfield ( Read more... )

Alice had ignored her phone for the better part of the crazy phone days, because honestly, she didn't want to get involved with whatever crazy stuff the kids at the cool were. That was like begging for trouble. Come Monday she had heard that it had been something affecting the whole island, and it was apparently a Thing that Happened every now and ( Read more... )

There were flying, fire-breathing jalapeños. Of course there were. Why wouldn't there be? What else could Natalie possibly have expected, coming back from Montreal around noon? Sam was edging towards a nervous breakdown, so why wouldn't there be chili peppers breathing fire and flying through the air, trying to hurt everyone ( Read more... )

The problem with thinking you have gotten used to Fandom, Alice thought, was that Fandom always had a way to prove you wrong. Even someone like her, who had taken a pretty low profile take had to be reminded of the fact you only got so much normalcy until you get hit by the strange ( Read more... )

With people turning into crazy versions of themselves during the weekend, Alice had started to think that it might not be a good idea to sell guns to someone who might suddenly turn into a sociopath or something dangerous like that. Then again, people had seemed to be fairly harmless (save one or two oddballs), so maybe Alice was defaulting to her ( Read more... )

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Buffy was so glad she was at work today rather than some hellish dungeon that cruelly denied her caffeine. She had been a coffee-drinking machine this week and that still held up today despite the fact she was surrounded by booze. At least she'd be perky for work ( Read more... )