Well, aside from bizarre reoccurring shared dreams and talks of wars between death gods or whatnot, I do recall saying that I was going to post again on the net about an investigation party when the fog lifted. Namely, to investigate the lighthouse and its destruction.

Nothing about the investigation is set in stone, and it's not a very elaborate ( Read more... )

[ Henry has the camera shakily held up in between his fingers, and guess what's smack dab in the middle of it? Why yes, it's his lovely zombie.... whatever its name used to be. Nobody can be darned to remember. His saber is curled up in his remaining fingers in his right hand, deactivated, and possibly going to be used sooner or later. When he ( Read more... )

I'm not sure how soon or how likely it will be, but once this fog lifts and the monsters decide to retreat back to whence they came, I wonder if anyone out there is willing to brave the ruins of the lighthouse with me?

Its sudden destruction piques my interest, and it looks like it's something worth investigating. If you're interested, please ( Read more... )

Leave Ema Skye to me.

Thank you for your cooperation. Especially you, Travis.

Everyone, please exercise caution even within the comfort of your home. It would be devastating (and frankly, a bit pathetic) if anyone got hurt or died because they decided to ignore the warnings plastered all over the network.

How is everyone holding out so far?

Hitting those "walking time bombs" wouldn't be such a chore if I could see the bloody things coming, but they're relatively slow, and my saber does more than just slash, so I consider myself rather lucky. The job is a little messier than what I'm used to, but to be honest, I've never encountered an enemy that bursts into fireworks of blood ( Read more... )

It's annoying to have to defend myself in this state. Can't even remember the last time I had a cold or flu.

Everyone getting nice and friendly with their neighbors yet?

[ Henry has no idea why there's all these names in this phone, but he recognizes Travis's name and decides to call him. It might not help, he thinks, but it doesn't hurt to try. ]

[ mumbling to himself as the phone rings ] ...this is going to be a very strange conversation.