[Unbeknownst to Rex, his communicator turns on. It's sitting on his desk, facing his bed, the angle lopsided. And what's Rex doing? He's sprawled on his bed with Tiamat, the Eastern Indigo Snake, in his arms. As she's going up one arm to investigate his neck and ear and face, all that jazz, he's cooing ~sweet nothings~ to her. This is the ( Read more... )

[Hey, it's Rex... looking younger and more wholesome and, uh, heroic, instead of like a vaguely creepy loser nerd. Anyone who remembers Jim Hawkins may pick up on the resemblance, because lol animated JGL. Anyway, Rex has got a tiny mechanical dragon companion and is holding a big shiny medallion that's glowing with POWAHHH. Also, he looks cranky ( Read more... )

[See Rex sitting on the floor in Iago's room, a pile of books around him. He's been... just... going through them, because he's bored and withdrawal sucks. BUT DON'T WORRY, IAGO, HE'LL TOTALLY PUT THEM BACK IN ORDER ( Read more... )

[VIDEO.  Here's a younger Rex, a little bruised up because it was tough getting icons of him where he wasn't bruised in this role, looking tired.  He's just come down from a high.  Rex rubs his eyes.  There's a little groan, then a groggy:] What happened?  Did the Barge, uh... did it crash?  My bookshelf's knocked over ( Read more... )

At what point can you turn your back on your crimes?  When they become absorbed into "the past" and aren't a matter for public circulation anymore?  I don't mean "how long does it take for the entire Barge to forget a crime so I don't have to actually seek forgiveness."  What I mean is. [He pauses, trying to articulate his thoughts more precisely, ( Read more... )

For the record, whoever decided to write on my back, I'm not sleeping with Jim Profit. The thought's repulsive...

Oh, and, to anyone using the inmate bathrooms: should you ever need to step away from your things for a few moments, try not to do it with Jim Profit around. He might just assume your stuff belongs to him and steal it ( Read more... )

Quick survey: What's something you've always wanted-- an enhancement to a person or animal, an object, a weapon, any kind of invention-- that doesn't yet exist in your world? Technologically-speaking, that is. Something that can be engineered into existence, not... magic.

You can respond privately.

[Private to Iago][In a ~light and casual~ ( Read more... )

In the interest of transparency, I thought it best to inform the populace that I'm once again employed in the infirmary. So, if you find yourselves injured and in need of care, don't hesitate to stop by-- and don't be surprised if I'm the one tending to you ( Read more... )

[REX IS SMUGGING IT UP IN HERE. Normally, he would be content to make it a voice post, but he wants everybody to see how happy he is. Because he's super happy that you're all suffering and he's not ( Read more... )

[HI, REX IS SIXTEEN. A sixteen-year-old college student... who's a huge dweeb with like no friends. SO BASICALLY SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE. Anyway, he's in one of the common rooms-- the one with the pool table.]

Hey, um, hi? I'm... [Cough. He looks around nervously. He hasn't ventured out yet... He sort of assumes this is an unfamiliar dorm ( Read more... )