[The video flickers on and off and before stabilizing. Mist rolls across the screen, but the sound of rolling water can be heard, like the ocean. And there's voices.]

Eye, First Mate!

Aye, Captain?

Have ye got driftwood in yer ears? I said eye!

Eye?

Aye!

Aye, Captain!

[The mist rolls away to reveal a dead man's face framed by a white beard. ( Read more... )

[And here's Leon, slightly bloodied and with a shotgun slung over his back, along with a few grenades and his usual handgun. Paranoia, once again, was on his side. The backdrop  is some kind of building near the docks, and the door flashes by-- barred, but there's thumping and groaning on the other side. As soon as he saw Jason's post, he was out ( Read more... )

[For anyone who's new here, Leon's now wearing his trademark leather jacket, previously removed for the summer. For the older ones... yep, it's back. If anyone's watching for it, this looks a little rehearsed and a lot like he's been over-thinking this.]

...what the hell am I doing?

Alright. Figured I should put this up before the shit hits the fan ( Read more... )

Wow, it's pretty cold out there. And then mist is back too. Not that the weather bothers me too much.

I just happen to like one of the cures for a cold day though -- alcohol. And I just happen to know a place where you can warm up ( Read more... )

[The video swings around, and you see... a poster.]

[ THIS POSTER.]

[And now you can hear Jennifer's voice coming in from offscreen.]

You know, those of you who don't come from some kind backwater marsh of a world with good sports and no hot girls in cheerleading outfits should know... I used to do some pretty badass acrobatics in my time ( Read more... )