The tablet shows the conference room of the library, and a table with some snacks, before shaking a bit and Kate appears ( Read more... )

Coming directly from a zombie apocalyptic world into a 'fake' world run by aliens, that just so happened to be glitched with zombies didn't settle very well in Rick's stomach. Obviously these aliens weren't keeping tabs on their captives. Either that, or it was an experiment. Whatever it was Rick had noticed that plenty of the other inhabitants had ( Read more... )

Alexis glanced at her phone as she hurried down the stairs to the subway station. “I'm going to be so late,” she fretted, dodging around an older man with an oversized briefcase as she dialed a number on the phone. She swiped her subway pass and scooted through the turnstile as the phone rang, and rang, until it clicked to voicemail. “Oh hey, ( Read more... )

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For the first few days of the attack, Spencer Reid had sensed there was something amiss, but hadn't seen any tangible proof of such. He had heard the reports over the tablets of zombies (of all things) roaming the streets, but things seemed fine back at his apartment in Shelley ( Read more... )

Since the first few posts on the network, Kaylee has been slowly making just-in-case preparations: securing the parts of the drill, stocking up on provisions, double-checking that Serenity is in fine working order--everything she's learned to do during her time with Mal. The lovely system failure was a clear case of You Can't Be Too Careful, and ( Read more... )

Since everyone else seemed to be enjoying the change in weather, Amy decided to join in. Gone were the scarf and mittens, replaced with khaki shorts and a tank top, though at the moment she was also sporting a button down shirt, just until the mercury raised a few degrees more ( Read more... )

The last of the small red envelopes were sealed. Long took a jar of ink and a brush from the drawer of the lacquered table, and began to methodically mark most of them with the character for happiness. Had a calligraphy instructor been present to witness his handiwork, they would have remarked his technique was precise and technically correct but ( Read more... )

Kate propped the tablet up on the counter and flipped it on, waiting for the red light to come on before she backed up to speak. Behind her can be seen a long conference table in a windowed room, and through the window, what is obviously a library ( Read more... )

"Good afternoon," says Long in that radio-quality voice of his, Masterpiece Theatre accent broadcasting from your tablets, folks. He's in his sitting room, a wall of books behind him, the fire blazing merrily to one side and a teacup in the hand that is not holding his tablet ( Read more... )