Today, Lily Yoshiko Fuchizaki is going to leave her apartment. For those who don't know her, this may seem like something unimportant. For those who know her, they'll realize it's been far too long since this has happened ( Read more... )

Robert Capa is drenched to the bone and smouldering. He was out walking on the streets of Chicago when he accidently burst into flames. The stress of the CLF business and his own determination to keep practicing his ability has worn him down. It was an accident. But the people on the street freaked out anyway. In the panic, someone set off a fire ( Read more... )

The video was posted to Youtube. It immediately got taken down for violating their Terms of Service, and the account was reported to the authorities. Most people thought it was a hoax. Some new movie or something. Others said it just felt too real. Either way, it went viral, even without Youtube's help. Then the news picked it up, and well... it ( Read more... )

Although unsure what the American equivalent of the phrase/term is, Cassie Riddle is out on the pull. Yes, that's right. She is! She’s spent half the evening getting ready: messy waves of hair tamed into more smoother curls and a black and cafe mocha mini-dress* ; it’s been a rather long time since she’s gone out on a proper night out. She just ( Read more... )

Kat is back to her chipper self again! Well, kind of. She's at least acting like her chipper self, which is more than most people can ask. She's developed a fun toy in her work towards an elixir of youth, that seems to make people around her not only have to listen to what she has to say, but also makes them want to engage her in conversation ( Read more... )

Ran didn't know what he expected to see when he drove into Chicago, but as he pulls the stolen car off the main highway onto a small road, he knows he's not impressed. Something smells, and he can practically feel the death radiating from the city's pores ( Read more... )

There is a new Archangel in town. She’s only been here a couple of days and she’s already made a kill. It’s very late at night and she’s stood by the pier contemplating the day. Her wings are still out - two, small and slightly battered looking crow’s wings. She likes to keep them out. It feels nice. She feels free and untouchable. Her hands are ( Read more... )