[Wow wow it looks like Saw is genuinely pissed today, weird huh?? Anyways, it looks like she's taking out her anger on her surroundings (as usual), though thankfully she's in the less occupied part of town so no bystanders have been caught in the path of her rampage ( Read more... )

[ ... well this is a whole lot noisier than where she was before ( Read more... )

[october rolls on, and as the month continues things are getting a bit... darker. The days have drawn seriously, seriously short, and there's a nasty pall of fog all over the place that turns the collections of pumpkin lanterns from cheery smiling lit-up faces into vague shadowy grins from out the dark and is seriously screwing with your visibility ( Read more... )

[SO GUESS WHO WENT AND GOT HERSELF NEARLY KILLED AGAIN.]

[It looks like a murder scene. A large puddle of blood and- oh wait, the body's missing. Where's the body? Trying to walk away, apparently.]

[Saw is coated and sticky with blood and her horribly wounded back looks like shit, and she really probably shouldn't be moving, but she is anyways. ( Read more... )

[Today in the DR, who even knew Black Rock Shooter enjoyed console games? Her usual patrol has given way today to sitting outside the police offices, staring down at a PSP.

She looks kind of torn between serious levels of angst, and abject confused horror.]

... it doesn't make any sense!

[Look around. This is the world your world could be, if inhabited by moeblob warriors: somehow, the DR's turned from a happy town into a checkerboard and blasted landscape of improbable ruined architecture and the remnants of destroyed buildings and structures. The skies are dark and cloudy, the atmosphere bleak and windy ( Read more... )

[Matagi hasn't been seen for awhile. She had been exploring like usual, but something grabbed her attention long enough to make it seem like she disappeared. She had no idea a festival had gone on ( Read more... )

[It's 10 PM.

Do you know where your children Mato.... is....?

Certainly not exploring the inside of the tour bus heavens no. How did she even get in there in the first place is a mystery.]

Huh... I wonder if I could drive this thing?

[No, Mato, no.]

[ Hey, look! A new face! And a familiar face to some.

She's reading the sign.

...

She is so confused. ]

Nya?

[if you pass the battered park today, you might find an odd sight. It's STR... waving an arm badly and generally failing to dislodge the kitten the kitten that has taken residence in her hoodie.]

Nya?

Leave.

Nya!

[:|]

[...help her or help the kitten. Your choice.]