[Blip! Network feed starts now! The whole picture is gray at first and color filters in. There's something about the quality though, it is like a retro film in need of restoration. A young man is walking through a hallway. The camera is perched at the back of the young man's full head of dark brown hair. It's shaggy and needing to be combed. He's ( Read more... )

Alright. It's about time. I'll say it. I admit it. Don't laugh because it'll happen to you one day.

Now, I've been the kind of skeptical guy as far as commitment goes for... I'm going to say all my life. But after taking a good look at what there is to it, what there is to offer everything else doesn't make any sense. Monogamy is one thing. Full out ( Read more... )

There's plenty of weird shit and specialists in this City. Everybody knows that. Don't do me wrong.

Is there a bird doctor in the house?

[ooc; forward dated to this evening.]

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Fuckin' fuck. Where the fuck are they, already? I can understand it takin' awhile cuz it seems the road is working against everyone but we had an agreement. An' waitin' this long in as dire a situation as this is to be hung out to dry.

[Frustration doesn't have a particular sound alone, but he's huffing or is that the labored ( Read more... )

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[A gun cocks, then another.]

If I didn't know any better I'd think that there's someone somewhere lookin' out for  me.

[Crunch, crunch of snow beneath his feet. Mr. White is on the prowl.]

Never cared much for vampires to begin with. At least one thing's going right.

[ooc; backdated before midnight. This post is open for action spammage]

It doesn't take a genius to see that this isn't a typical day or curse. Two days, of this? Shit. Will there be more? I thought it was strange enough as it is in these parts.

Filtered:][ to the City at Large;

Don't go talking to a man who calls himself Blonde. He's one slick motherfucker. And I say that as a supreme negative.

audio;

A man comes home after a hard days work and looks for some peace and quiet. What the fuck is wrong with some people. It's midnight. You know what I hear?

[Adjusts the device, sure enough softly, muted by the walls sounds "Pomp and Circumstance."]

There's only such much a guy can take.

[Rustle. Crinkle.]

And no one in this apartment gets