Angelo has been pretty scarce around the farm because of his mun dealing with shitty roommates and also moving and also being lazy training so hard.

...kinda.

...

Okay, well, actually, he's been spending a ton of time in Metropolis, hanging out in the clubs and bars, talking to people, training a little bit. There are a ton of metas there and ( Read more... )

Some disguises just come ready made.

The Coraline is parked a mile away from the outskirts of the farm, obscured by trees and covered with a tarp ( Read more... )

Shay has a guitar. He's using it to play loud electric guitar music!

Possibly this would be better left until sometime when the sun isn't just rising, but surely nobody will be disturbed by his playing? Surely!

Have the World's Most Epic Multi-Pup Post.

Lucy Cooper is sitting on the balcony of her room, swinging her feet and peering idly down at the yard.

Gabriel Gray is by the kraken pond, feeding Spots bacon and humming to himself with a rare little smile on his face.

Katara is wandering the streets of Metropolis, having been separated from her ( Read more... )

Trundling down the road towards the Cooper household is a black pick up truck as driven by someone who has never seen one before this, but picked it up reallyquickly. The sea faring gent in question is leaning comfortably on one arm on the open window of the driver's side, quite content with his driving prowess and the trophy he brings back ( Read more... )

Most people were not exactly pleased to find themselves plucked from home and dropped into a new, strange, and dangerous world. Those who were pretty pleased had one thing in common: in one manner or another, they were getting laid ( Read more... )

There's a woman hanging around the Coopers' living room.

Yes, she looks like that.

Yes, she's dressed like that.

What? This is a good place to pick up boys! (Inanna discovered that yesterday.)

So far, this doesn't seem so bad ( Read more... )

Jack has found books!

OK, so the pirate probably looks a bit weird, leaning back in a chair, his boots crossed on a table as he soaks up Homer's Odyssey and muches on an apple.Bt there he is.

And he's reading the Greek and the English as the pages come up, all very interested in the fact the two languages exist.

Shay's spent most of the day at an undisclosed location somewhere in Metropolis.

He's back on the fort, now, waiting for Conway, looking a little smarter than usual - Only a little. As in, he washed the mud off his jeans. It's the effort that counts, right?