[Someone else seemed lost in the fog. . .and he seemed absolutely frantic over it. Not over himself however, but for someone else ( Read more... )

[ He was sick of it. All of it. This island. That stupid mermaid. The harm the always seemed to come to those he cared for most, those that he tried (and failed) to protect. The fact that, really, They were nothing more than toys to those stupid bitches that dwelt somewhere under that deceptively beautiful ocean, that ruled over this deceptively ( Read more... )

[ Some might have noticed a lack of a certain bomber lately. This could be because he has been busying himself elsewhere on the island. . . Though around 5-6 pm you might spot the younger him on his way back to apartment 027. There were numerous odd things about him. First of all, he was well-dressed, hair tied back in an almost elegant manner with ( Read more... )

( . . . This dream is not work safe. At all. )