[Sasan is strolling through the city, on his way to the Tower Apartments with his newcomer welcome package for lack of any other place to be. Not to mention it's chilly outside and he'd rather cringe at his living arrangements now to get it over with so he can work on finding a proper place to stay. He figures any housing offered for free has got ( Read more... )

[ It's a while after the sirens have gone off when a video feed is posted to the network. Claire has traces of mud in her hair from earlier muddy escapades in the baseball diamond when she arrived. For the most part, however, she seems very ... neutral. Not overly cheery but not about ready to break down into tears, either. She's not exactly ( Read more... )

[The scene opens on a dark city street, vacant of people for it is night and the Darkness clings to everything. For those who are rarely out in it, the sight of the city at night is something you try to stay away from, and this is why. It's thick, starless black, and the Darkness is like a disease, a rot, that covers every surface and rusts every ( Read more... )

[She clears her throat and tries to start, but shuts her mouth.] I don't know how it happened, but I've been informed something is wrong with my memory. I don't even know if anyone has any powers that could... detect this sort of thing, but I'd be awfully appreciative if someone could take a look at me ( Read more... )

Some scallywags mighten accuse me o' likin' th' sound o' me owns voice. Thar they may be right. 'tis rude indeed that I be yet ta introduce meself properly, don't ye reckon? One soul that went t'Davy Jones be hardly a proper 'Ahoy.'

Me name be Sylar. Ye may 'ave heard o' me. If ye haven't, 'tis only a matter o' time.

[I couldn't resist. Sylar has ( Read more... )

[ Drag, drag.The sound of fabric shifting, dragging along, and shoes on carpet. It's one of the walls of a starter apartment being broadcasted, and the unmistakeable sounds of someone walking. There's a moment of only that, the sound of pacing, really, and then a feminine voice: a sigh. The woman passes by the feed -- only her waist and hips ( Read more... )

So... I'm looking for a guy. [a beat. that sounded totally gay, didn't it? great first impression, Sammy.] Not a guy, like. Ahaha, like I'm not looking for--just any guy. It's a specific guy. He's like, this tall. Um, salt and pepper? Nice suit. I really need to know....if he's here.

[Sam just looks worried.] Canada is a long way from Seattle. It ( Read more... )

[The audio is clear and crisp; a man's voice, with a distinct southern American lilt to it, warm and friendly. If you've heard Sylar's voice before, you won't recognise it now, since the accent is false.Well hey there, Siren's Port. Fancy this old watch of mine being some kind of phone. A watch should be a watch, right ( Read more... )

[When the feed starts, the voice is angry, and seems to be arguing with a Greeter. A barking dog can also be heard.]

-telling me I should talk to people through a music box? Really? Do you honestly expect me to - fine, fine!

[There’s a short pause, where the sounds of hurried stomping can be heard, along with a continuation of that barking.]You ( Read more... )

[Chuck has been hanging around the House of Awesome all day today- a rarity, for him, as he only returned to his apartment once or twice, but spent the rest of the day being almost social. Depending on the time of day and location, you'll find him either in his wheelchair or on a pair of crutches that he's named "Ke$ha" and "Beezlebub ( Read more... )