or anyone else who is searching for us... most of us have gone for a walk from the mission and ended up in the ruins of the old bms... this is the link to it...
Banshee wanders around the mission, looking for anyone to talk to. She walks down to the basement and sees the gateway to the tunnel. I never did like that....
OOC: That wasn't very nice Banshee. I got permission from Terrant to build here. So why? Well it's probably got something to do with what's going on in the...
the gnawrled Black Spiral Dancer scowled and grabbed his eye. he screamed as the door was shut. someone had sealed off part of his hive. ragged claw hissed...
... Spins around to the voice in the corner. "Hello? I seem to be caught up in the business at hand and never even noticed you. I do apologize." Banshee moves...
"ummm.. hello, Who did you find? Anatole?? Darkest?? Jolly? Maxx? Johnee? Trini or Deli? A trusty buttless chap-wearing stud, oops I mean steed? But really,...
"Anatole??" Nope. "Darkest??" Nadda. "Jolly?" Uh uh. "Maxx? " That's a big negative good buddy. "Johnee? " Niet "Trini?" Non "Deli?" Nien "A trusty buttless...
"Very interesting." she says in her best Siggy Freud accent. "Do you find yourself often, sir?" gathering in the dust bunnies and everyone else around who...
coming in through the back door, she plops serephym's tushie on a kitchen chair, getting her a few bottles of blood... 'sit your tushie there, drink these,...
Blueberry told fish jelly for waking up those in torpor? By the name of Caine no, that was my special toast topping recipe. What you are looking for is...
huggling ian tightly before he begins his overature... she takes the toad snot hauling tushie up the stairs to her bedroom... she does the secret squirrel...
Serephym leans on Darkest as they walk down the path towards the Mission. She hopes that Tarent has finally showed up back at the old place. She plops her...
"Well, Darkest, it is about damn time you come back here. The wrestling partner seemed to have some premature problems and decided talking to his hand in...
(OOC: Don't you hate it when you lose access for a while? You miss some of the best things, like entire storylines. arrrggggghhhhhh, damn isp's...they charge...
Ragged Claw sat indian style on the floor of the tunnel infront of the cement wall. He bobbed a little and shook a little never really able to sit still....
I continue to watch from the darkened trees while the two travel up to an older mansion. They enter through the back door. I wonder if this is where my...
*eyes snapping open Ian stares intently into serephym's for a brief moment, he then swings himself down from standing on his head to sitting indian still and...
Serephym reaches out a bloody hand and places it in Ian's. 'I am pleased to meet you. I am Serephym, sort of like Darkest's neice. She was an old member of...
Anatole stretches his legs and hears the squishing sound from between his toes. "What is that horrid feeling squishing between my toes?" he asks aloud. He...
darkest wakes with a start when anatole suddenly sits up, coming out of his long torpor... she giggles, wondering what else people would use if not blueberry...
laughs at the little girl, "stories about Darkheart, ummm.. do you really think you are old enough for those. They might just make your hair turn white and...
Anatole smiles "Of course I can forgive you love...but it is a rather unsettling feeling having blueberry toad snot between your toes." He laughs and lays...
'all seems well at the mission for now m'love... tis some strangeness that has been occuring at the ruins...' she kisses him gently, remembering the taste of...
*stares inquisitively at his now bloody hand* Dirt on Darkheart? Tons and tons!! When it comes to dirt on people there are none better than I. *A mischievous...
Serephym makes a face at the wacko Ian trying to hold back her giggles. She jumps up, shaking her hair like a dog would his coat, sending dirt flying around...
