Current Residence: Pick a spot.
Favourite genre of music: Any Rock
Favourite style of art: Free style!
MP3 player of choice: Zen V
Shell of choice: The ones with Ghosts in them!
Personal Quote: Dream Big. Dream True. But most of all, Dream.
#97 Safety First!When she started this gig, she never really considered herself a thief. But a comic book filled geek convention in the most heavily super-being populated city known to man was just too much to resist.#97 Safety First! by ~Talex-1
“There’s gonna be collectables! Figurines and gizmos, color spattered picture books and t-shirts! C’mon, there’s things you can sell, make money from…” Mal-Risa rambled on to her small vertically challenged associate, Lucas. He was the dwarf clown act, much more useful than people gave him credit for.
“Yeah, whatever. You’re an attention whore and you know it.” He crankily muttered which she heard anyway.
She paused from what she was busying herself with and laughed.
“Yes, I suppose that’s true. Can you just see it? The recognition, fame, momentary devotion of thousands of nerdy geeky little guys dying to see a real costumed individual!” She sighed dramatically.
“It’ll be phenomenal!”
#96 In the Storm.London was a hotbed of intrigue, betrayal, politics and strife. In a city as large as it was with a population reaching the million mark, it was inevitable that a million things could go wrong at once.#96 In the Storm. by ~Talex-1
Vampire Hunters were the last thing Beckett needed. He was already dealing with an infestation of infernality cultists, a rival chantry’s espionage, and a straining relationship with the city seneschal. He was a Tremere, and they weren’t welcome in London. Even one with such a stellar past as Nathaniel Beckett.
All of this and one of his childer was conspiring against him with said rival chantry. His other childer was trying to thwart not only the hunters but a few other Kindred as well.
Beckett shook his head internally. This was a maelstrom of bad situations and worse outcomes, and Beckett didn’t truly know how any of this would play out. Either he would survive it or not, but he and his childer were in this, and they’d have to weather it-together.
#92 All that I have.The house was empty. And quiet. And hushed. It wasn’t as if Aura was a loud woman, but at least she livened things up a bit. Which was odd if anyone realized that Adam felt she did. She wasn’t very…ostentatious or show-stealing.#92 All that I have. by ~Talex-1
It had been two weeks since she’d left to live her own life. Adam couldn’t disagree with her choice, her being able to stand on her own was the reason he’d chosen to help her and let her stay with him in his late grandfather’s cabin. After all was said and done, she looked at her former home(if it could be called that) with fear and disdain. Adam couldn’t leave her to face her terrors alone; she didn’t leave him when he faced the same in The Fade.
It was awkward at first, but things grew into a routine that he enjoyed immensely. She’d flared up out of her shell to show she had a subtle wit, a shy charm, and a detail oriented but creative mind. Everything about her was understated and yet extreme. He f