Daphne was startled out of silence by the sound of gunshots ringing through the library. Looking mildly surprised, she looked up from a picture of a twelve-year-old holding an assault rifle and gazed towards Vince Samsa, holding a gun, standing over the form of a fellow student, now fallen. She blin...

Before and after the worldwide terror known as SOTF, there was very little, if anything, different about Daphne's everyday life. People always avoided her as usual, if not even more so since the event, but really, it was better that day, wasn't it? Casting her fearful looks, creeping away from her a...

Looking quietly towards Adam as he took the call from his father, Madelaine couldn’t help but smile with him, seeing him overjoyed that his friend, Andrew Lipson, had been found alive. Just barely, but alive nonetheless. Madelaine couldn’t help but feel her spirits lift by this news, despite barely ...

Listening to both Hawley and Adam express their own troubles returning to the normal life they all once had before, Madelaine found herself silently nodding in agreement, a contemplative expression on her face. It was just so hard…no matter how hard you tried to fit into familiarity, it was as thoug...

Startled, Madelaine looked about towards the newcomer who had just arrived on the roof, and surprised herself by chuckling softly at his light remark. She smiled faintly at him, recognizing him immediately. "Good morning, Adam." It didn't take long for her to remember that part of the reas...

Madelaine felt herself move closer and closer towards the edge of the roof, as though some unseen force was compelling her to draw nearer. With her feet almost halfway off the edge, it was almost as though she were stepping upon thin air. She could see the line of buildings across the street from ro...

There were times when Madelaine Shirohara had to stop and think, and wonder with all incredulity in her mind... …Why am I still alive? For the duration of recent events, Madelaine’s mind seemed to have lost all sense of time…the most she could remember about being rescued from the island were glimps...

Chance could barely keep his grin from extending across the entire width of his thin face as he looked the decked out figure that was alit with sheen and glitter before him, nearly dazzling him into blindness. Suddenly a bit more self-conscious, he lightly held the brim of his hat with his thumb and...

Chance returned Jill's remark with a laugh of his own, adjusting his hat for a moment before lounging back against the couch, taking good care not to jostle the sleeping samurai as he adjusted his hat a bit, tilting his head towards Jill with ever the good-natured smile. Smirking knowingly to Jill's...

Ahhh, Halloween...one of the most commercialized, jaded, and worn down holidays of the year, lumped in along with Christmas, Valentine's Day, Easter, and perhaps even Thanksgiving. Here in the time of what one would call modern society, whatever traditional values the holiday was once associated wit...

It was seven o'clock in the morning at the Shirohara household, half-an-hour past the regular cue for its occupants to get up and prepare for the day ahead. Normally, even this early in the morning, the household would have been filled with the lively sounds of bustling activity amongst each of its ...

"Hey, what's up, Maddie-girl? Something wrong?" Chance gazed over with light-hearted eyes of sea-green hue towards the young brunette he had immediately taken to sitting next to, even inching closer to her with a playful arm draped over the slim contours of her shoulders. However, looking ...

Excitedly, Madelaine made her way back to the table to where the boys were waiting, with her friend well in tow. Somehow, everything seemed a lot brighter, despite all that had happened. Like herself, Chance was now dead, but it didn't seem as though dying was much of a transition for her friend. As...

Here she was, playing a good-natured, easygoing game of Go Fish with a group of boys, several of whom she had barely met prior to now, and all this time it completely escaped her. The fact that she was dead, that is. But then again, Madelaine supposed, that like growing up, entering high school, mov...

"Nickname, huh?" Madelaine echoed lightly, still looking somewhat bewildered at being called such a name. She shrugged a bit. "Well, I don't mind." ...But, 'ducks' of all things, Madelane thought to herself, feeling quite bemused. Well at least 'Freckles' makes sense... In unison...