The trouble with places like Nexus is that there's all kinds of room for creativity, and that creativity can lead to some...unusual circumstance. Bored with all this lovey-dovey drama, Nexus has created a new room with a most unusual effect. It seems someone had left a book of fairy tales out or suchlike, and now this room is bent on making those ( Read more... )

HEAR YE, HEAR YE. Nexus has decreed it party time, so get up, get dressed, and head up on to the roof for proper New Years celebrations! Grab the clackers, clangers, horns and trumpets and get jiggy with it to the sounds of music, sizzling food and bountiful fireworks ( Read more... )

You've heard of these cafes. The costumes and the themes. But you've never seen one, have you? Never had the joy of being waited upon by waiters and waitresses decked out only in the finest of faux-Victorian style. It's a real treat to see them flouncing about and looking so cute~

So come on by to the Maid Cafe!

[[OOC: I don't know if this has been ( Read more... )

Very suddenly, in the afterglow of a warm Thanksgiving dinner (for those of whom are Yankee bastards), the shopping gates of hell open in the Nexus and in spill NPCs until every nook and cranny of hallway is a bustling like a New York subway ( Read more... )

[This...power.[Mantis could feel a surging increase in his abilities as he stepped into the room. Everybody's mind was crystal clear, an open book. Objects larger than he'd ever been able to move were easily toppled over. Possession no longer required the help of music...and hallucinations were no long restricted to the small scale of one person ( Read more... )

You know this holiday. It's celebrated with candy, cavities, costumes and a general sense of feeling like you're way too old to be dressing up. It's a holiday where everyone can be anyone and all that's required is a little suspension of disbelief.

Naturally, Nexus loves it's holidays, and has graciously set up posters all along the halls with ( Read more... )

[Ocelot was on the prowl. He was searching for evidence that this "nexus" might be run by an external agency from the outside. While he was more than aware of the fact he had brought an end to The Philosophers, that didn't mean they hadn't anticipated their end. This entire ordeal may have been set in motion prior to his own defection, preparing ( Read more... )

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[All participants, voted out and eaten, find themselves back in the same familiar room, but instead of a television screen there's only a large glass window to another room. Ivan is again in the center of the room (the regular one, not the glass one), but instead of a throne he sits on a simple swivel chair. A couple participants may also notice ( Read more... )

[And here it was, day four. Ivan's naked with only a towel over his butt, laying on his stomach at some kind of massage parlor. Surrounding him are two muscle men in only speedos, massaging his back and shoulders ( Read more... )