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Mentions: @Gao Graham's eyes narrowed further as the kid he had pulled out kept babbling. He took his cigarette out, blew a puff of smoke to the side. Suspicion was growing, but his gut said otherwise. This boy, weird as he was, certainly wasn't a killer. Brain like a scrambled egg, maybe...

@Gao The spiky headed youth followed him out, his ever increasingly incessant babbling eliciting an internal sigh from the sheriff. He turned to face the youth, rolling around the cigarette clenched between his teeth in annoyance, a habit he had picked up recently. Right when all of these cases...

The sheriff entered the dimly lit classroom, the gathering place of this 'Dungeons and Dragons' shit. What was Reggie's little witchcraft club thing called? Swords and Adventurers? Devils and Axes? The Goblin Diddlers? Yeah, that sounded about right. Reginald was fascinated with it. His little...

@SteepVision @RipTide Fuckity, fuckity, fuck, fuck, fuck! Crazies on all sides, some fucking stranger on his fucking roof, and a fucking... Dog? Kinda' cute, in a really ugly way. Scrunched up face, dopey eyes oblivious to the imminent and quite vicarious danger as the mass of flesh...

@SteepVision @RipTide No time to think, no time to even catch his breath as some old bumbling fuck started jamming his finger and screaming even louder. He wanted driving? He'd get driving. Still high off of the previous adrenaline rush from his brush with death at the hands of one of the...

@SteepVision @RipTide Vision still blurry, ears reeling from a combination of disjointed shouting and inhumane moans, James was nonetheless able to get the gist. Car. Without his glasses? Fuck that! He shoved away at the man blindly, staggering halfway out of the car, breaking free of the...

@SteepVision @RipTide @erzulie The sudden shriek of an emergency alarm sent James practically keaping out of his socks. The stumbling and passive mass of former tourists outside turned in unison, their broken and rotting bodies reinvigorated at the prospect of new prey, a few even going so far...

@erzulie "Not even gonna' say anything about the corpse?" James questioned, retching slightly as the mystery man he had been following turned and progressed farther downstairs without a word. Right. So his picks were a psycho with a gun and a bunch of psychos who wanted to eat him...

@erzulie "Shit, shit, shit." James breathed, following close behind as the man made his ascent down to a lower room. Legs shaking, he gingerly scooted over the railing, dangling precariously over the side of the gargantuan hotel. It seems the start of his descent was just in the nick of time...

@erzulie The journalist stared blankly at the man as he moved towards the bed, stripping it of its sheets. That little comment about tying... "You can't be fucking serious." James blurted, still awkwardly clutching his knife. A particularly loud pounding at the door shattered any...

@erzulie James leaped back and yelped at the sight of the gun being pointed at him, falling hard on his ass. The terror of nearly being shot was compounded by an incessant moaning, one that spoke of a ravenous, inhumane, hunger. A crash, the doors downstairs caving in from the sheer amount of...

James winced, recognizing the not-so distant crack-pop for what it was. Something he had heard with quite the regularity back in Texas. Gunfire. Well, not so much gunfire. Nobody was popping off rounds, so to speak. Just a single shot. Definitely close. Seventh, maybe eighth floor? Which...

No police, no ambulance, nothing. Emergency services were either disabled or so swamped with callers nothing could get through, neither of which were exactly comforting. Turned on the news after that, scattered reports of random violence. Mass hysteria. He tried to call his parents, fuck, got...

@Exiled Ace @Firelie @SirNateUnknown @Shotgunpenguin Larastek watched with mild interest as the situation in the bar escalated into what came close to a full on brawl. Not unexpected. A thief had been caught wrist deep in the others coin purse. It seems his original hypothesis had been proven...

James always hated this part of the job. Well, he hated his job in general, really. All those videography lessons, media ethics, legal studies... And for what? To catch some washed up, B-list celebrity disheveled in public? Some super model out and about with a few hairs loose? Write some...

@Firelie @SirNateUnknown The Lorekeeper withdrew the outstretched hand back into the confines of his cloak. It seems in his excitement he had begun encanting in the Reclaimer trade language. An unfortunate slip of emotion, but could he truly be blamed? Before him was a scientific wonder, a...

@Firelie @SirNateUnknown @Shotgunpenguin @Exiled Ace An automaton. A functioning automaton. In this fucking dump? The supply run now forgotten, Larastek turned on his heel and quickened his pace, shadowing the metal woman as it entered a local dive, the Reclaimer entered soon after. Judging...

Mentions: @Shotgunpenguin Larastek's rather dull and uneventful tread across the station was interrupted when he turned a corner, coming face to face with a woman, her shockingly red hair being the only thing he can take in on such short notice. On instinct, he reached into his robes, moving...

Larastek was a tad annoyed, to say the least. His trust in the captain was unwavering, of course. Reclaimer doctrine stressed the importance of the chain of command. Of the roles of the leader and subordinates. But a few of his choices proved rather... concerning. Specifically the rather steady...

Gamma-001 observed the goings-on with mild interest. It seems the components he had salvaged had consisted of a semi-functional explosive device. Well. He'd be certain to be more careful where he stuck his hands next time. No telling how poorly that could've gone. The cyborg stalked forward...