Joe's fist connected directly with the bandaged area right beneath Miles' shirt, which covered his sensitive abdominal wound, which in turn caused Miles to curl up and double over with excruciation as it flared up on contact then through the rest of his body. The flurry of consecutive punches follow...

"What are you staring at, Hallrat?" The creeper just kept looking at him for some reason, it was an awkward stare-down, and something he wasn't very used to. Back home he could easily handle situations like this with a "buzz off, loser" or something similar, but he knew that woul...

A steady creak-open of the door. Footsteps down the hall. Ah good, they were back. "It's about time," Miles chipperly spoke as he slid the soft pillow right below his chin. Except no, it wasn't the soothing sounds of a pretty, feminine voice. It was an unappealing, stuttering, man-voice. I...

[[Miles Strickland Continued From: The Best Part Of Waking Up .]] At least he was fully clothed this time. Harrington jacket and all. Too bad they never came back. It was obvious, he knew it from the start, but Timothy, Michael and Corey had failed to return for a full day's length. At least the mos...

Has Timothy here not watched horror movies, apparently ever? What happens when you split up instead of sticking together as a group? You get killed. Plain and simple. Plus was he paying attention to anything. Were any of them paying attention to anything? Anything he said? In Stacy's case he didn't ...

"So there are people outside. Big deal." Miles shrugged. "Stacy you have that beastly shotgun, I have dynamite and that Hunga Munga thing wherever it is, that helps. What about you lot?" His eyes followed Stacy's who was looking over at the other three who were basically ignoring...

"It says: Sorry to kill the moment, but does anyone know why the -ehem-... fuck, Corey just ran off like he had the legions of hell at his heels."   [hr] (A few minutes earlier) What the heck was with Miss Stacy Ramsey assaulting his eardrums with these yells and ninja-like-bear-hugs out o...

[[Miles Strickland Continued From: Stand Your Ground(s) .]] It was the sounds that woke him up. The loud beeping, the equally loud voices from inside, outside, and what sounded like speakers. Someone was speaking and people were reacting, all that wonderful stuff. Miles' heavy lids fluttered open as...

After flipping him over, the group were met with a glazed expression from Miles' normally presentable face as he faded between consciousness. He could sense them turning him over, which caused him to open his eyes slightly, so they knew he wasn't completely out, but they knew he wasn't one hundred p...

[[Miles Strickland Continued From: Rebel Diamonds .]] A school. Miles had never thought he'd be this comforted by the sight of a school, but it was a decent building that he could actually rest in, compared to that broken-down neighborhood he had just ran through and boy did he run. He ran and hadn'...

Looks like there's a Pillow/Blanket Fort that sorta fell apart with a few soaked in blood and drips of it in Linens and Things.

[[Kyran Dean Continued From: Picking It Clean .]] "Having fun." Deanna had been playing around with the carpenter's hatchet while he was gone it looked. Kyran held up the skateboard he'd found with a smirk. A little in-joke to show that he'd actually found one despite merely kidding around...

[[Kyran Dean and Deanna Hull Continued From: Dead Nineties .]] Almost like he'd been here before. Doing this same exact thing. No really, it felt like the same darn thing all over again. Over and over again. Like a monkey with a miniature cymbal. Find a place with Deanna. Stay in a place with Deanna...

Well, this was odd. It was like they were really shopping or something. Kyran felt like he was playing the role of that bored guy you'd see in the stores, pushing one of those shopping carts around, while leaning on it with his forearms, all the while as the enthusiastic girl companion would lead sa...

Dee?

She was unusually quiet compared to how she normally was, but then suddenly blurted a few choice words regarding the gory aftermath of the scene in front of him.

"We should take one of those shopping carts, fill it with what we need and get the eff out of this store."