...Mason wandered through the corridors of Thundercon 2, he eventually found himself in front of a storeroom. He opened the door and wandered through it, examining the equipment stored there. After a time, he found two items that he thought would serve his needs: a hammer, and a small, sharp chisel. He picked them up, walked out of the storeroom, and began wandering the halls again, seeking out the...

[They travel, far from the city in the resistance's bus. Dusk settles around them, heralding the coming of the night. The terrain becomes rougher, slanted upward, uneven and rocky. An opaque second layer...true stories behind the city, as written down by our Commander. Welcome, friends, to Thundercon the second. [He gets off the bus first, and waits for the humans to get off Super Jesse Christine 3.]

*lounging by the pool, reading quietly*

((OOC: This post follows that , and takes place between the threads in here and Kilroy's post . Characters are welcome to interact with the hound and his master!)) Wily was eager to put a new hound...streets with assurance. A relative, perhaps? Wily turned slightly, glancing at Megaman from the corner of his eyes, as if appraising him. "Don't embarass me, understand?" Don't hum the signal again.

[Two men wait for sundown at the outskirts. Both have large hammers. Both seem working men. One of them is flesh and bone. The other is made of steel. A cold, frozen mask of metal on his face gleams as...the city's final hope. And yet, it is unreadable now. This is here that K.I.L.R.O.Y. has begun assembling the resistance anew.] ((miniplot launched with mod permission lets see where it takes us))

All throughout the city, Wily's face appeared on the telescreen. He was calm, unshakeable, steady as a rock and unchanging. His eyes stared out at the city, into crowds, loomed over them, as if he could... This new monster of Light's will not be allowed to disturb the city's peace and quiet." Wily then proceeded to the usual messages and news to the masses, never once losing his air of absolute calm

If anyone asks I'll tell them we both just moved on When people all stare I'll pretend that I don't hear them talk Whenever I see you I'll swallow my pride and bite my tongue Pretend I'm okay with it...to really cry I'm talking in circles I'm lying, they know it Why won't this just all go away Is it over yet Can I open my eyes Is this as hard as it gets Is this what it feels like to really cry

One day after having the slug removed from his spine and his legs stopped burning, Pike tried to get out of bed and was met with one unhappy-but-still-cheery Nurse Chapel. "I'm sorry, Sir but you aren't... to sit in the shower, and sometimes the pain was too much and he couldn't move at all, but today at least he could get out of bed. Muse: Christopher Pike Fandom: Star Trek (XI) Word Count: 373

...and the occasional famine, men were also liable to turn on one another. Where the Gods themselves would not intervene, the Kings of Men were left to decide what to do in such earthly matters. As time went on, it became clear to the young warrior that Orders and abiding by them were a conclusive resolve to Chaos and squabbling. Content to remain as a common soldier in the ranks, Draco settled...

...said something funny. haha I like that part. It's so funny. It's worth watching. I watched their rehearsal too. It is so nice...and funny...Typical of Arashi. Kokuritsu is seriously bigggggg. Hundred times bigger than Tokyo Dome. It's so far and so high up. I wonder how this people see. Yun-chan told me they brought binoculars along. haha... NEXT CONCERT: TIME~KOTOBA NO CHIKARA~ Don't blame me if...