From the lovely piyomon, posted originally here at aethra_folio:


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Now that I've tossed Nightmare into another comm, with new faces amongst players and characters both, it's occurred to me that a fresh explanation of the pink cat's quirks is probably in order. It's not like he explains himself all that well, after all ( Read more... )

I had a dream the other night ( Read more... )

Things were getting lively around the Townhouse, what with Zero and X and Zero dealing with Mavericks and weird leech-crawlers. Now there were two leeches bottled up in the lab, and X was sort of mauled up a little ( Read more... )

Why ...?

Home again, and methodically taking apart a motherboard to cannibalize for parts destined to be kitbashed into another project. It felt a little wrong, somehow, as if there should have been other and more dire consequences than an examination, then a reprimand and waiting on any charges being laid by bystanders.

Why ( Read more... )

Nightmare paced the floor like a driven thing; hands first reaching to his temples then tangling in his hair, he lurched sightlessly from one end of the room to the other and back, ignoring the drones that swerved and darted at him.

It was supposed to be a training exercise. To make him better.

But something echoed in his mind and shattered ( Read more... )

The Christmas tree was up, the Navigators were being positively manic -- and taking over the kitchen wholesale -- and the townhouse was bright and sparkly and festive.

Unfortunately, a good deal of the effect was currently lost on Nightmare. It wasn't that he disliked it; all the activity was entertaining, and he thought the decorations were ( Read more... )

The tortured howl -- broken by, at most, a few gasps for cooling breath -- finally ended only when a door was torn open. Then slammed closed ( Read more... )

He'd started off prowling through the yard. Prowling, and striking out at a tree-trunk -- hands crooked like claws tearing furrows in the bark -- and wondering why, why this had to happen ( Read more... )

What had been an ordinary, if test-filled, day had gone south with dizzying speed -- all Nightmare had intended was to deal with his lessons and then work on the old terminal he'd commandeered.

Unfortunately, he hadn't been so luckyThere had been no going back to his work, either; not with the crushed parts reminding him of what had just happened ( Read more... )