Got any concrit? Need to contact me? Go ahead and drop me a line here. Comments are screened. Anon not enabled, sorry, but as a consolation prize: I never go anon for anything, so we're on even ground. You can also contact me on AIM at pyrocornflakes or email me at rosloops at gmail.

[Why is there a mistletoe right above his door? Arthur is filming it for a moment, then he turns the camera to himself ( Read more... )

[The audio clicks on, but there's some slight hesitation before Arthur speaks. He really does not like opening himself up to possible exposure-- who knows who's listening, after all-- but there's a very important person he wants to speak to, and he's pretty sure he can't just filter this to her ( Read more... )

[Arthur's new and improved communicator is sitting in his cabin after his old one got destroyed by a tornado in the CES, taking a nice shot of his... door. There's no Arthur in sight. This plays for about a minute, then there's a thud and Arthur swings the door open. He's looking... like he just survived a zombie apocalypse. His clothes are ( Read more... )

There's something to be said for the truth setting you free. In my case, I think I can safely say that I'm never going to feel embarrassed again. I'm just glad to have my brain-to-mouth filter back.

[Private to Perry]
[LINEFACE.] Enjoy yourself?

[Private to Alice]
You weren't affected, were you.

[Infirmary Filter]I know some of you work with ( Read more... )

( Private/Filtered Messages for the Admiral, Kitchen, Maintenance! )

[BACKDATED TO DURING/RIGHT AFTER SEXBY'S KILLING SPREE.][Arthur's breathing sounds short and pained, thanks to some broken ribs he's now sporting.  Due to the timing of all of this, he's totally missed out on all warden posts about Sexby's rampage, and thus has no idea there's anything going on.  WHOOPS ( Read more... )

Minimal death and destruction, no known curses carried back to the Barge, and I didn't get baked into any witches' pies or swallowed by wolves. [Or whatever it is that happens to sassy woodlands critters n fairy tales.] All in all, I'd say that was a good port. [Pause, then he makes a noncommittal "hm."] Despite being turned into a very ( Read more... )

[Talk about shitty timing for a flood. With things as rocky as they were with Perry, now was so not the time for the Admiral to throw another inmate at him. Arthur looked at his item, checking it for the, what, hundredth time, as he followed his instinct (or flood-mandated yearning for closeness) all the way to Alice Morgan. He'd seen her around ( Read more... )

[SEE BEARDLESS ARTHUR. With a black eye and possibly other bruises. Thanks, Perry ( Read more... )