HOWS MY DRIVING?

Allen is a new muse for me, so any little bit help. See something off? Something you like? Something you wanna see more of? Drop a line here. Comments are screened, Anon is on, IP is off.

Ah, you've reached Allen. I can't really answer right now, but leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible!

[Mark IC/OOC and voice or text. :D]

( Russian roulette is not the same without a gun )

[A voice crackles over the walkie-talkies, one some of you might have heard before. He sounds pretty calm for a fifteen-year-old suddenly stuck in the jungle with dinosaurs.]

Hey, Lavi...you know which mushrooms are good to eat, right?

[This can only end in tears.]

[So. Allen's been quiet, since a particularly nasty dream. One might think he was taking time to himself. Which is only...half-true.

The dreamberry clicks on to show Allen, standing on top of the body of a sandworm, covered in...goo, and looking really rather frazzled. He doesn't really know how he got into the middle of the desert, but he doesn't ( Read more... )

Warnings: There will likely be creepypasta contained herein. Also, SPOILERS.

[Allen stands alone in an empty place he's dreamt of once before. The moon is full this time, and in the blackness of the lake, the city still stands.

However, softly, as if from stereos in the background, a song is playing. It's very faint right now, but Allen's hand ( Read more... )

[Guess who finally figured out how to make a call to the network, Somarium? That's right, there's a young, white-haired teenager staring at the dreamberry.]

--It's recording? Ah, alright...

Lavi, if you get this, could you please tell me where you are? And if anyone else is here.

[Pause.]To all the residents here...if anyone sees a small golden ( Read more... )