Ooc: Christ, all the new guys being introduced. Well, here I go.
"Hello?" Laguna wandered down the street, machine gun in hand. He had been wandering for ages, looking for somebody, anybody. He had seen the tower rise up, and ran towards it. "Anyone here?"
OOC: Who has fucks they want thoroughly freaked out? WANTS COOKIES!
http://concessioncomic.com/tim/tim.html
http://concessioncomic.com/tim/timm.html
http://www.concessioncomic.com/tim/doctor.html
http://www.concessioncomic.com/tim/
http://www.concessioncomic.com/tim/she.html
http://heart.concessioncomic.com/index.php?pid=20081005
http://www.concessioncomic.com/cast.php?id=mire#Miranda (this is an alt cast page. The normal one has no 'Miranda').
http://concessioncomic.com/mire/index.php?pid=20060701 (these are the comics. Only glitched to fuck. And they keep going. Until you get to normal comic).
Don't look behind you.
Please, god, whatever you do... whatever you do, don't turn around.
She is here. She is inside you, she is always around you.
What you have seen is what she wanted you to see. I'm sorry. I had to drag you in or she would drive me hopelessly mad.
She is inside you now. Her inky black pretense has stained the darkest, most hidden corners of your mind
and I am sorry, but she can never wash out, not ever. No matter how long you live, she will always be there.
She will walk beside you in the shadows. She will be behind you in mirrors, just out of sight.
She will be the hint of movement in the corner of your eyes. She will be the whisper in the night.
Hers is the unending sorrow.
Hers is a lifetime of loss and longing, of being trapped in the outside...
Trapped in the ether stream, weathered and irradiated like a stone in a poisoned river.
Listen closely when you walk outside in the dark. Listen to your footsteps. Sometimes, hers can be heard.
Softly, keeping pace with you, just behind you.
But please, don't.. don't turn around. Don?t ever turn around when you hear her whisper, when you feel her hot breath.
Don't ever turn around, and don't look her in the eyes.
Please.
"Geez, so many new faces today." She looks over to Laguna. "Hello, and who might you be?" She said with a curious look. The man looked terribly lost.
"Oh, hello again Chifuyu." She says while turning over to her. An edgy feeling was felt inside her, as she remembered the terribly cold handshake she was given before. She covered her hands.
OOC: An Argonian. I wanted to use my actual Skyrim character, whose entire facial structure is different and basically looks like a T-Rex, but I can't get it from 360 to pc.
Dromaeus and the golden skinned woman walked through the streets when they heard voices nearby. Dromaeus waved the woman back and went to the corner of a building, stringing his ebony bow as he went. Peering around, he spotted a group of people of many different shapes and sizes.
"Looks like we've found the beginning of your path to fortune." he said quietly.
"Hee-hee! I get that alot!"
Erica flies around the mech's head. Seriously though. I know there's a human in here.
Who are you?"
She said to Madoka via telepathy.
Laguna lowered his gun, but never let go. "Laguna. I was sent here to help evactuate the city." He put his hand forward, offering a handshake. "And you are?"
Renlen shrugged at the Mech person. "Suit yourself. Brood all you want." He then saw the woman in the maid's dress appraoch the new guy with the gun as Mia pounced on him. "Careful." He called over. "It's a head humper."
"Yep im fine, and i am the exiled queenof calivia" mia shook his hand and there bodys switched, mia looked like the new person and the new person looked like mia
Madoka Orimura, leader of Phantom Task, a Terrorist Group for the global dominion of nations by Infinite Stratos and general genocide for shits and giggles. What are you then? Madoka replied to Erica.
Three continued wandering around Mia's mind, completely lost. Oh no. Now I've gone and done it. This is where I go insane isn't it? Why are there so many doors?
Reginald sat down on a bench and drank, waiting for any more newcomers to come by and introduce themselves to the ground, "They tend to travel in packs." he quietly mumbled to himself.
Renlen shrugged at the Mech person. "Suit yourself. Brood all you want." He then saw the woman in the maid's dress appraoch the new guy with the gun as Mia pounced on him. "Careful." He called over. "It's a head humper."
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