[His usual haunts - his bedroom at the Chateau, his little pub, or the shady spot under a tree next to the lake - are empty. In fact, any trace of him - cigarette butts, poker chips, cards, empty glass bottles of various alcohols - are gone.]

[Really, it's like he never even existed in Adstringendum, save for the one message left blinking:]

[USER ( Read more... )

Characters: Tyki Mikk and OPEN
When: Every night from March 6th through 12th
Where: Tyki's dreams
Rating: R+
Summary: You find yourself dreamwalking through Tyki's subconscious.

- ♠ ♥ ♣ ♦ -In the way that dreams usually are, with no real beginning or end, it does not matter where you were or how you arrived here, only that you are here. "Here", of ( Read more... )

[It goes unspoken that the following post is directed to all the members of his new Family, but since Tyki is hoboing around and can't be assed into remembering all of them, on top of not being able to be assed to figure out decently-private filters, it's made public for all of the network to see.]

[The video flicks on, and the only thing in view ( Read more... )

[The video starts innocently enough, There's a hobo in bottlecap glasses and fingerless gloves sitting on a bench next to a building. The view seems to be coming from his lap, where he has the PCD balanced while he sifts around through the pockets of his suspenders.]

Good packin' snow, yeah? [He chuckles a little, but it sounds funny. Hoarse, ( Read more... )

[Mikk's face is the only thing in view for a moment, as he's peering down directly into the feed. The screen is mostly dark, save for a golden blur in the background that looks like a campfire. A loud pop! from the fire pit is indicative enough of it.]

[And then the feed pans around to reveal...]

( The most maravelous sight of sights )

He~ey~ 's been a real tough week, hasn't it? Hope everyone's doing okay now!

Anyone up for a couple'a drinks? Maybe a round'a poker or two?

[It's difficult to tell at first, but it appears as though the PCD is sitting on the ground, on top of a rumpled coat. The only thing in view is some tall grass, a log, and a couple of dilapidated buildings in the background.]

[A tiny white shape appears briefly in the corner of the screen, trembling slightly before it darts out of sight again, ( Read more... )

-at least get me somethin' ta eat, yeah? I'm so hungry, I could eat my left foot!

[There is a hobo in the middle of the PCD screen, unaware of the device recording him from a nearby rock. He looks perpetually confused; whoever he was just talking to had suddenly disappeared.]

... oi? Boss?

[Said hobo glances back over his shoulder at the ( Read more... )