For a good amount of time now, Kurt has been without his tablet. This was fine when he was trying to keep to himself after things took a sour turn in the sanctuary some time back. Now that he needed it again, he had made several trips back to the building in hopes of finding it (to no avail). But he had things to accomplish and, with the city ( Read more... )

Being cooped up in the Sanctuary didn't do Rose any favours. If she was able to go outside the building and escape, then she wouldn't feel this trapped. It also meant that she could feed on the animals in order to satisfy her hunger. Rose still felt sick; she was pale, clammy and her vision was clouded. The pain was beyond unbearable and she knew ( Read more... )

Kurt's explorations finally bring him to the 11th floor! Took long enough. After spending some time just acclimating to the new stage area, he is hit with something of a wonderful idea ( Read more... )

 The transition was a jolting one, even for him. One minute he was in the training room, going through his usual routine (left-kick-right-shin-spin-front-behind-shove-front-catch-over, a constant mantra repeated endlessly, all a flurry of movement and smoke almost too fast to follow), and the next he was...

Kurt skidded to a stop (or tried to) as ( Read more... )

Quinn hasn't been a big fan of making visual posts, but now she does so out of necessity. She can't think straight enough to text anyone, like Kurt or Lex, or even Willow or Elena. The rational part of her brain won't even let her think about Stefan right now, the possibilities after what just happened are to horrifying. She feels worse than she's ( Read more... )

It's around five o'clock in the morning when the citizens of Taxon find themselves inexplicably transported into rooms within the Sanctuary. Doors are left open and beds unmade, food abandoned and lights left on, still shining brightly for those who were awake and are no longer present. The Extras don't seem to notice the captive population's ( Read more... )

[It still takes some doing, but eventually Stefen manages to corral the tablet into doing what he wants-namely, make a voice post. Far more difficult than it should have been, really, but still better than trying to put text in ( Read more... )

This has been Puck's first experience with a city-wide incident, and to say the least he's not pleased at all. That, combined with a few less-than-stellar conversations with some other people prior to the forced muteness, has left him exceedingly restless and wanting to get out of the Sanctuary for a while. So with his guitar in its soft case over ( Read more... )

Somewhere in Wilde there is a flower shop. Every day at noon an Extra man enters this shop, picks up a bouquet of red roses and has the following conversation with the Extra clerk ( Read more... )

Okay. So this didn’t make any sense.

Anita frowned to herself as she surveyed the room she’d found herself in. Definitely not where she’d gone to sleep, and if this was someone else’s idea of a good time, namely someone named Jean-Claude, she was definitely not amused. It wasn’t the first time he’d seen fit to interrupt her sleep with ( Read more... )