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Within the belly of the Dragon’s Ghost sits a literal beast of iron. Not a cannon nor a hold of rum or even a captain’s treasure chest, no it is simply a bulky behemoth of a stove. With its gigantic oven and five burners, along with a rather convenient hand pump which draws water from the huge...

Even though he didn’t like it, in fact Mike practically squirmed out of his skin, it was probably for the best that he held the door rather than the hundred pound woman. Granted, it would be difficult to say he was actively holding the door, rather he was merely sitting on the ground while using...

His ear were ringing severely, almost as if a little bit of paper and plastic could only minimally lessen the sound of a forty-five. Damn you Hollywood. Rubbing his hopefully undamaged ear, Mike probably said what anybody else in his shoes would have, “Ah, you dick!” Considering the old man...

Sometimes life sends you a kind of odd goth girl to knock you on your ass. Mike would know considering it just happened to him. Hit square in the chest -and with a surprising amount of force to boot- the mechanic had been sent back into the steps. A best case scenario really, any less oomph...

(I swear I'm not going to keep wall of texting) Shit. Here Mike was trying to enjoy a shower -warm, but not hot- before bed, and just as he’s getting behind the ears the grid shits itself. Or the bathroom bulb died. Hard to tell, he had left no other lights on in the apartment so he had no...

Characters: Abel Finch (The Super)- Room 101 [Currently MIA] Theresa Altman (The Waitress/Failed Dreamer)- Room 204 Jennifer Soles (The Medium)- Room 208 Carneghie Cruise (The Flirt)- Room 301 Mike Jenson (The Ex-Con)- Room 303 Vivaan Bhatt (The Single Father) and child- Room 304...

Tuesday, May 24th 7:14PM 72°F As the glow of day faded beneath the horizon and darkness began to overtake rural Pennsylvania, something rather unusual was occurring on the outskirts of Fairview. In this quiet town huffing its last precious breaths, the two highways which fruitlessly...

“Uh huh.” She answered not at all convinced, but also without intention of pressing him for more. The silence that followed incredibly awkward, at least for her. It seemed to stretch on unbearably as the young woman was left to wonder if Arlewen would say anything more, it was almost a relief...

Just alright? The question had only time to formulate in her mind before Arlewen strangely corrected himself. Tried to at least. Despite her attention being primarily fixated on trying not to spill the contents of her sandwich onto her cruddy map Isabelle easily picked up on the change, although...

So she wasn’t the only bird too late for some worms, that was a little comforting. Actually, was Hunter still playing around at the inn? He did mention something about going for a swim with Emily, that she was positive on, but when the swimming was supposed to happen was a little fuzzy. Text...

“You know Arl-“ Isabelle began in-between the final bites of an oyster sandwich with extra non-spicy algae, her attention split between that and her crudely drawn map in another hand, “I had thought things would be pretty wild here but I also didn’t, y’know? Like, normal school crazy not blasts...

As the heels of her dark shoes softly tapped against stone Aria found herself taking the opportunity to savor her peaceful minute alone. One of the few she had since the day began. With festivals come tourists, a lot of them in fact, and as the young station attendant quickly discovered that...

With his attention on the boats Leo had not been entirely certain as to whether or not Sam was joking, even still the statement drew an amused puff of air from the ex-adventurer. As amber orbs drifted from the little crafts and toward the young farmer he saw the grin from the corner of his eye...

“No, I think not.” He softly declined as his attention was drawn toward the action on the water. Idly he began wondering how long this particular event had been running at the festival. Apparently long enough for Sam to create his boat racing dynasty. Why again did that seem so fitting for him...

Although he hadn’t been one of the earliest helpers, this was the first festival since Leo’s return nearly two seasons ago that he did find the time to lend a small hand. Mostly his attention went toward the fireworks, not setting them up of course as the more handy Gregory had that handled, but...

If there was one good thing about Isabelle it was the fact that she had never slept in a day of her life. Of course, this also meant that the other, more willing morning people were subject to her numerous questions. From the daily life of her roomies to the local cuisine she asked whatever...

Today has been…something. On her bed with the gentle melody of music in the background Isabelle tried to take the first quiet moment of the day to process all that happened. From the nervous excitement of entering the gates to the awe at marvelous magic, and even a bit of concern as a brawl...

Thirty years, his brows minutely raised at the Ghost’s answer. That was really something; here Jack was having yet to reach -but getting alarmingly near- the big three-oh while it was only a stepping stone for them. How many people who didn’t his share his blood had he kept in touch with for...

Jack wasn’t so content to just sit at the first place available like Zadruch. He hadn’t forgot the leech swarm nor the pair of gruesome deaths via crocodilian. Of course it was pretty unlikely that one big ole snapper crawled all this way just to score an easy meal, but the space man used to...

Well what in tarnation is this? Here they were making merry around the punching gator just to be bothered by a group of jerkfish. Of all the nerve! She didn’t conceal her disdain of the jerkfish, however it notably lightened as tall, dark and broody decided to go on a verbal offensive. And...