"I dost think I shall get one with all the toppings. And that dost include the anchovies. It twas not just a line when I said I always liked fish to the fine Namora ( Read more... )

The visual feed opens on Max looking directly down at the tablet, her expression one of barely contained panic. We can't see this, but she's looking at the map function, searching frantically for someone's dot and location ( Read more... )

The feed opens to show Eric sitting in a throne (yes, a throne), in a dimly lit bar that appears to be a shrine to the colors black and red. It is not by any means a dive, but it doesn't particularly ooze class, either.

"Good evening, fellow citizens," (the word citizens contains a generous helping of irony) "I own a bar, located in Osten, called ( Read more... )

It would be a odd thing if somebody of Brigitta's adventurous nature was not attracted to wilderness; after all: you cannot be a crazy person who loves trouble without wanting to get lost somewhere on a regular basis after all ( Read more... )

Over the course of the last very long time, there have been many occasions when Stefan would have liked nothing better than to wake up in a completely normal house. Possibly this occasion did not, as he imagined it, involve a sleeping bag on the floor and a handful of semi-strangers, but given Taxon it can be assumed all things will basically be ( Read more... )

Judith had been exploring the city on foot, for the most part, spending her nights in empty houses and apartments, and wondering why she was taking this place so well. Maybe it was the knowledge that nothing was waiting for her where she came from; no matter what happened here, things couldn't really get worse ( Read more... )

All throughout the day, tablets across Taxon will be ringing. The chime is simple, a four part melody that's pleasing to the ear and completely unique compared to any other signal the tablets have sounded. Just a simple little ditty, effortless and pretty. The tablet's screen reads thusly, with font a bright and calming blue:

--VOICE COMMUNICATION ( Read more... )

"Useless. Each and every one of them ( Read more... )

It's been a week or so since Anna disappeared; a entire week of searching and hoping and utter loneliness; a entire week of emotions that she's been trying to shove down with as much force as possible- Anna made her feel better about this strange place; Anna almost made her feel positive about everything- but now that Anna's gone... Yeah, bad ( Read more... )

Anna had been in a rut. As much as an angel, who had been around since the beginning of time, had seen everything, could be. She'd actually gone as far as showering and changing her clothes. She enjoyed the fact that, after Halloween, that the weather actually changed in the city. It felt more like fall and that was Anna's favorite season ( Read more... )