Seeing as how Kristey was smiling at the opportunity, Reneé proceeded to go to the counter and "borrow" (read reach over the cash register and find) a Post-it and pen from the currently unattended counter. Delving a bit into her mental rollerdex of contacts, she slowly writes down Franco's...

Name: Reneé Valenti Gender: Female Age: 16 Grade: 11 School: P.J. Gilroy Academy Extra Curricular Activities: Star of teen TV show Lady Valentine , minor role in Swap Meet Description: Reneé stands comparably tall for her age. She has auburn hair that spreads just below her shoulders. Her hair lean...

"Oh...God...Father..." There was another person who had found two corpses in this room, in this house, in this twisted afterlife and was also shocked by it. But contrary to the reactions of a family he did not even know existed (he believed he was already dead, after all), his was tempered...

Damien could not help but feel dumbfounded as Garry started to lead him off...while acting in much the same way Damien did on the way here. He did find it kinda attractive looking at the giant's exposed upper body...but it didn't do much to distract his aim. As he followed the giant out, he eventual...

Damien moved back as the giant got closer to him. His face curled into a childish frown as he tried to raise his aim, but the tension was adding stress onto his gun arm along with the sheer weight of the pistol. The only thing that compensated for that was the giant's approach, which practically ass...

((Not much would happen different on Damien's end anyway...more of just who he finds as he opens the door.))

Damien didn't notice what was going on in the backyard, much less Paris' retreat, because he was concerned on getting down there properly prepared for battle. He was dying (literally, but very slowly) to try out his shiny, new revolver on something, but he wasn't about to walk right into a knife in ...

((Continued from Fruits of Thine Labor )) The sight of the darkening modest residential district was vaguely familiar to Damien. It somehow reminded of his life before Denton and Gilroy...but those were long buried and barely sticking their zombie hand out of the soil. Still, it seemed all too tran...

The revolver had one bullet left. And it too was aimed in the blonde's face, or roughly in the same region. Damien's eyes were practically bugging out and his grin from ear to ear as his finger started to depress the trigger. The blonde's aim was wavering from her injuries, if she fired she probably...

The crossbow arrow went sailing past Damien's head - or rather, it poked a rather insignificant hole through his blood-matted black locks. Of course, an arrow was nothing compared to the flurry of high-caliber assault rifle fire that subsequently rushed his way. He could briefly hear popping in his ...

((Meg temporarily cancelled the time limit so we can go a little longer with this.)) Damien continued to move as he watched Mariavel hit the ground. Perhaps it was sheer luck that a .44 Magnum bullet didn't manage to fatally damage any organs...but being hit with a bullet like that, shakily-aimed as...

The dodge to the left didn't do much to help her accuracy, in fact Damien raised his shield and tried to dodge as fast as his reflexes could allow as soon as Mariavel started to shoot. One of the bullets actually hit the shield dead on, creating a rather sizable hole as it went through and tore thro...

Damien flinched slightly, but stopped abruptly as the arrow lodged itself firmly in the ground mere inches from his left foot. His giggling also stopped, but only for a few seconds...after which he resumed in a slightly more noticeable chuckle. He didn't seem to care if it was his blood loss...or hi...

((Damien continued from Poet of the Fall )) The moonlight graced the greasy, blood-matted hair of what initially appeared to be a girl stepping out of a half-collapsed school building onto the pavement. It was a full moon, of all things, but the girl didn't seem to mind at all...though the glitter ...

((Damien continued from Land of Make Believe )) ((Vesa continued from Carry Stress in the Jaw )) It's...almost...over... Vesa Turunen had not been wandering long when he came across the first landmark from the hospital. He was not left in awe as much by its magnitude but by the fact that the school...