Hello, sorry all, I went out for milk and cigarettes for 6 months as usual.


I have a kid who would benefit from Woodrow. Also spoilers for my island plans.



Alright, so, Londyn Mackred. For the sake of brevity I’ll give the tl:dr; Londyn is a wannabe social media star who is dealing with a lot ...

Name: Woodrow Ritter
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Grade: Senior
School: Southwest Red Rock High School
Hobbies and Interests: American football, athletics, organising parties, and social media.

Appearance: Woodrow is a Caucasian man with an imposing silhouette, standing at 6’2” tall, and weighing ...

The noise of another chair squeaking as its occupant rose was obscured by the sounds of hurried footsteps, and murmurs from amongst the crowd as their attentions were briefly split between the figure standing on the stage in front of them, and the one being chaperoned out.

“Avery Bennet. MSNBC ...

Hello all. I will be returning properly for V9 after only having a brief cameo in V8, and bringing in a cast of 2 characters - at this time named [static noises] and Woodrow Ritter. Part of what I want to do in this version is try some different modes of interfacing with the game, or to be precise ...

Thank you both for your comments, I'm glad you enjoyed the read!

What goes through your mind when walking for so long? Do you think about the destination? The process? Do you look for obstacles or do you go in a walking-trance like 'I am walking but I am kinda floating above myself'?


All of the ...

On Walking

First, a little disclaimer, you should feel no obligation to use any of this information. Realism does not equate to quality, and you should ask yourself “Does this meaningfully add to the story or themes I’m trying to tell” before incorporating any of the details explored here ...

Hello all, now that I have successfully bullied staff into changing site rules for me so I can post this, please select which locations are convenient for you to travel to - you can select more than one, intent here is to find the city with the biggest overlap of 'travel easiness' amongst people who ...

For just a moment Lara felt wooden boards underneath her limp limbs. Recalled how dry her mouth had been - and was again. She could almost hear the wind whistling through a broken window again. It all seemed so simple in retrospect, agonizing over word choices that had never mattered.

A shallow ...

The blur moved slowly, then quickly, then slowly again.

Lara grimaced as she forced her eyes to focus whilst the other girl
made a noise she failed to parse, hiding underneath the ringing of her ears as it was. The expression cut into Evie's made the answer to the question obvious.

It took her a ...

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Sound.
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Heat.
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Pain.

Every sense that returned to Lara screamed for attention, before disappearing into the chorus that tore at every thought she tried to formulate.

Grey and white. Her head hurt.

Cold was pressed against her back.

She could ...

There was a clang of iron as Lara Bullock entered from another thread.

"You made me walk for six fucking hour-"

((Lara Bullock continued from Elsewhere ))

The tracks had disappeared into the slush hours ago, but Lara felt it was a safe bet Evie would stop somewhere in town to rest, and she was going to find her. That would be the best time to reach her after all, with bread in her hands not steel. She had ...

Was here for a good time not a long time folks, if you wish to hero please go for someone else.

I have some ideas in mind but I am decidedly open for pitches. Major themes I'm looking to play on are Lara's issues with emotion (perceiving herself as emotionless depsite not being so), and her risk ...

((Lara Bullock continued from Boundries ))

"How DARE you just leave me like that, without saying anything?! You fucking-"

No, that didn't sound right. Lara's face pulled to one side as she pressed her molars together in frustration. Maybe it would sound better when she yelled it, rather the ...

Somewhere along the past week, the version of Lara that wouldn't have stirred an inch at the subtle sounds of rubber catching on wooden splinters, or the dim pink-purple rays of the bruised arctic sky at sunrise falling across her face had worn away. She snatched at sleep now, her body jerking just ...