[The screen clicks on to a very wide-eyed youth, the sounds of a dozen or more arcade games filling the air around him as he lifts up an orange, plastic gun before looks at the camera with as much seriousness as he can muster.]

I have to kill all the things on the screen, why don't stand still? How do you win, why doesn't it work!?

[He jumps, ( Read more... )

[Hermes is standing in a hall, watching something. Of course when he turns the camera on, there is nothing of interest as far as anyone else can see. Yet his eyes move as if he's watching something or someone move about the hall.]

Well...isn't this intriguing. What's next, brush fires in the biodome?

[He pauses, actively considering that one for ( Read more... )

[So it seems things are progressing rather quickly within the station with people dying and staff packing up and leaving. Still, it does not deter his order. He hadn't expected to escape this time around. It seems the doctors weren't foolish in giving him his full abilities. The butler smiles, fingers curled over his chest. He's spotless as usual ( Read more... )

HAPPY 1977!

[The video comes on to a boy standing in the middle recreational room, fiddling with the music player until begins to play. At first the boys face seems perplexed, as if that is not the music he was expecting. After that moment passes, however, his face lights up and he laughs cheerfully.]

Anyone up for a dance?

[He grins at the screen, in all ( Read more... )

Good evening, facility. I trust you are well.

Quite an interesting we had last week, don't you think? Tell me... [His voice is almost like liquid, convincing, intrigrating into your senses, almost tempting as his demon whisper works better face to face] ... won't you? Where was I last week? My blood was found at several locations including places ( Read more... )

( Cut for disturbing corpse devouring )

Good morning, facility. I trust you are well.

Ah, it seems there is a familiar person that should not be here, though given his style of clothing, I cannot doubt that. [The butler from 1889 has been alive in the human world for quite a while. He knows an outfit when he sees it. Now it makes more sense. He curls his fingers to his chin, considering ( Read more... )

[His communicator is sitting on the table in front of him, the sounds of his movie blasting rather loudly around him. If the noise level over the device is anything to do by, it is certain that the TV can be heard clear out into the hall and in the suites around him. Not that he seems to notice, what with his feet propped on the table, tapping the ( Read more... )