[The feed switches on with a loud crash, from it's advantage in the debris of what was once a table it films the dark room, and even darker figure. The only light there is happens to be what is filtering though the curtains, and the livid red glint of the figure's eyes. They burn with anger, and pain.

The person rears his head back and lets out an ( Read more... )

[Signless has taken to walking about the city, it allowed him time to think, without worrying about someone jumping out of fucking nowhere and gutting him, like back home. It's the little things he appreciates.

Clasped in his claws is a sticky little block of hardened corn syrup, sugar, and strawberry flavoring, surely made by someone who had no ( Read more... )