The feed cuts on to display that nosy, scar-faced vampire again. He's standing in some sort of dimly-lit steampunk wet dream, surrounded by wheels and levers and pulleys, one hand on each of two large nautical steering wheels, one vertical, one horizontal ( Read more... )

Wow... Granddad gets his groove back and all of a sudden, everyone's fearing for their lives. Not that I can blame you. You're only human.

Well, most of you...

Meanwhile, everyone's forgotten about the actual turned Slayer. Y'know - the one whose primary incentive for not doing what she does best, seems intent on joining up with said ( Read more... )

This is yet another morning where Sherlock Holmes is far from keen on waking up. The light's already stinging his eyes, and he finds himself issuing a half-grumbled, half-growled "Watson," as his hands flatten to the floor before him, splayed in such a way to provide enough traction to drag himself forward a fraction of an inch ( Read more... )

"Hello Taxon." A thing shaped like a man (a heavily-scarred man) is sitting at a cafe in Central, and he greets you all with a whisery hiss. The Sanctuary where everyone arrives is visible over his shoulder ( Read more... )

The feed starts off with a blurry image of Judith's hands as she sets the tablet up on a level surface, and then walks away to finish working on a curving symbol, in the medium of red and black spraypaint on dull brick. It's taller and broader than she is, and after she finishes outlining the tail she turns around, pulls down the bandanna ( Read more... )

The key is a problem from the first second Judith sees it ( Read more... )

The past month has been something of a logistical nightmare; Ferdi is in town (and by 'in town' we mean 'on Sol's couch', because that's what big brother's couch is clearly for), which of course is the same week that Tonya's parents are in town (that'd be why Ferdi's on the couch and not in a guestbed), and Tonya is having great fun running ( Read more... )

Godric feels the bond let go like a rubber band that's unexpectedly snapped. His tablet tumbles from suddenly numb fingers, switching on as it hits the ground. Eric is gone. He knows it instantly and without question, and it leaves him with an aching chasm inside him, a black hole that sucks in all the light ( Read more... )

It's dusk, and Shane had decided to go out on his own for a while and familiarize himself with the city (after reassuring Levi several times that, yes, he'd be careful, and yes, he'd stay away from sketchy greasers named Snape). After making it as far as Sunnydale Playground, he remembered how much walking alone made him antsy and bored, so now he' ( Read more... )

The tablet is treated to a rather bizarre angle, and a whole lot of sawdust obstructing most of the view. What one can see, however, is about half of Xander, lots of wood, and much sawing, punctuated by occasional pauses to measure things. He is making completely superfluous furniture and whistling 'Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work we go', which is ( Read more... )