No matter what time you're from, there's something deeply alarming about a tank driving up to where you're staying. Whether you're military or civilian, post-apocalyptic or pre-modern, there's something disturbing about a vehicle big enough to crush the average car and with enough firepower to take out a small building. And if you've never ( Read more... )

Geneviève is in the lobby.  After some research and some experimentation, she figured out an old VHS player (the top of technology, as far as our 1960's ingenue is concerned), and got a hold of some Alfred Hitchcock movies.

She did mention this before to a friend, and at the same time, she got somewhat influenced by Monsieur Lazarus' idea, and so ( Read more... )

Wasn't the main door to the lobby empty a moment ago? Because if anyone's around the lobby, they'd be sure to notice the three cowboys who poke their heads in, look around a minute, and then start singing ( Read more... )

On December 30th 2008, in direct continuation from Claire’s bonfire, there are confidences and some mild flirting.
Rating: PG-13

ETA: My puppet insists that I point out there was no flirting between the boys. He is threatening me with the silverizer. Is scary.

On December 17th, 2008, in direct continuation of this thread, Claire and Genevieve take care of Warren after his attack from Poison Ivy. Blood is injected. (Chat log here)
Rating: PG-13 for blood and nasty concepts

The same day, Genevieve then seeks comfort from Andros and discusses the after math with Claire. ( Open post here)
Rating: General.

The ( Read more... )

If anyone's cared to step into the ballroom lately, they'd notice several things. For one, there are a few tables to one side, covered in delicious looking food, appetizers, things to fill your plate with. On another table nearby there are plenty of drinks -- a full bar, in fact. While he may not have managed to get a small orchestra (he wanted ( Read more... )

A short distance from the hotel, in the trees, Warren Peace is lying unconcious in the underbrush. His face is blistered and burned like from acid, and there are marks and bruises around his wrists and arms from being tied. The marks will be on his legs as well though they're hidden by his jeans. He'll be broken out in poison ivy across all of ( Read more... )

A tall, pale man -- pale as death, one might say -- strides in, twirling a shovel and whistling a jaunty tune. His whistling dies off when he realizes that this is very definitely not the cemetery ( Read more... )

Enter a freak electrical storm ( Read more... )

The awful events of Halloween night haven't changed the entirety of the island. As much as the murder and mayhem may have affected the residents, outside the hotel, the weather's still clement and balmy and the air's quiet.

Or at least it is until the silence is shattered by a gunshot.

( Because not everyone likes to hear about blood... )