There were more and more shots coming from down the corridor, in the direction that Mason and Lexi had disappeared in. Odile reckoned almost every living soul left on the fucking island would have had to have been there, trying to kill one another. Good. It was like the idiots she was stuck here wit...

Lexi and her new boy didn't seem too pleased with Odile bowing out of the action. Fuck 'em. She'd seen the judgement in their eyes, when she'd recounted the scene in the bathroom. "How dare you kill - except when it's for our convenience, of course". Typical bullshit hypocrisy; exactly the...

Shots, and a lot of them. Someone was having a party, but it wasn't one she was interested in attending. "Think I'm gonna have to pass on your invite, sorry." She shrugged apologetically. "My being-shot-at-by-lunatics quota has pretty much been met. You kids have fun now, though. Give...

Open forum? "Is that your way of asking about the whole 'weeping the world away thing'? Cute." Odile looked away, running a knuckle under her nose. "Just your basic 'walk in on a crazy bitch standing over the guy she just killed and get forced to kill her yourself' kinda scenario.&quo...

Odile accepted the bottle with gratitude, and took a deep swig. Christ that was good. Her throat felt like sandpaper. And... holy shit, was that Lexi ? "It's good to see ya again. Didn't think I'd heard your name." Still parched. Another quick drink. "I'm impressed." She snuck a ...

"I'll come out, I'll come out." Odile stood. "Gimme a minute to fix my face." Looking in a mirror, it was clear that it would take a lot more than a minute to clear up the mess of make up, dirt and blood that caked not only her face, but a good portion of her arms and upper body....

No, fuck him . Odile didn't want to talk like a grown adult, or like any other form of adult or anything, for that matter. She didn't want to stop crying, because god dammit she had earned a good cry. And she didn't want to have to deal with his bullshit. "That's a pretty cool plan there."...

Were those footsteps getting closer? Odile gulped down her tears, trying to listen closer. There was definitely someone outside the door. Her hand moved toward her gun, reflexively, but she stopped herself from picking it up. It wasn't worth it. She was in no state to fight, nor was she in any mind ...

Odile Jones continued from Inner Demons Footsteps. Voices. People were here. Odile looked up, wiping her eyes. Her hand came away dark with mascara. Christ, she must have looked like shit . Her gun lay a few feet away on the floor, the barrel pointed at her. She made no move to pick it up. It was al...

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Sound from the bathroom shook Odile from her reverie. Talking. Running. A bang... Oh god , a bang. Amber hadn't had a gun. Odile sprinted. Amber was alive, Odile was relieved to see. Her friend was soaked in blood, but Odile couldn't spot any wounds, and she didn't appear hurt. More likely, it belon...

Odile fell to the ground, crying. The gun dropped from her hand.

Odile Jones continued in Oracular Spectacular.

Shit shit shit shit shitshitshit . Odile didn't know how this guy had gotten into the place, or how close he was to Amber. She didn't even know who he was, only that the voice she heard instructing Amber to stay put sounded vaguely familiar. Back home, Odile could have told you a thousand things fro...

Before coming to the island, Odile had been on the radio once before. She hadn't spoken, had barely been mentioned on a tiny local show about acts worth checking out, but she had still been happy, and proud. The broadcast went out while she was out school, but Uncle Q had gotten a tape of it, she wa...