darkest0knight

Vicki didn't come back to the apartment last night.  I checked the Hall this morning and her picture was there. 

Kind of a shitty trick to play, City.  Bring one person from home here one day and then take two back the next.  And now I dunno what to do with her stuff.  Or about the ticking.

Can you guys keep it down out there?  Some of us are trying to sleep.

[ooc:  Open to 4th-walling~  Have at him.  I'll be away for the bulk of tomorrow, but I'll backdate like a mofo if I have to.]

( Filtered to Eden )


( private//unhackable )
[ooc: Tony's very cursed so all of these filtered or private things?  Completely visable to everybody on the network.]

Free at last.

I wish I had a fireplace so I could burn these scrubs. 

[some fumbling noises and the sound of laboured breathing as someone puts his mouth way too close to the microphone]

Victory, you gotta get me out of here.  They're gonna take my kidneys!

Oh shit-

[more fumbling and then quieter in the background]

It's still too high.  See if you can adjust his meds.


[ooc:  Tony woke up inna hospital.  Fortunately, that's a good place to be when you have Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever.  Unfortunately, Tony's fever still hasn't broken and he may think he's been picked up by a certain clinic selling the vital organs from street kids at the moment.  You win some, you lose some.  The blue text is a nurse.]

[Over the quiet murmur of the television set.]

Why can't you just leave?  You didn't want me around before, and I left like you wanted, so...

No, you can't get in, this is Henry's house.  And he's done more than you ever did for me, and cared more about whether I ate or wore clothes that fit, and he just wants me to be happy.  No.  Fuck you, that was my choice.

...I know what they think.  It doesn't matter.  I'm not that kid anymore and I don't have to do anything I don't want to do.

Just go away, you're making my head hurt.

I think all this smoke is making me nauseous.  I'm gonna stay inside today.

Geez, you'd think if the deities wanted to gas us to death they could do it with something that would kill us quickly and not smell so awful.

( Filtered to Dean; unhackable )

Hm.  I don't remember any of this and it doesn't seem like he does either.

But, no matter.  We can find out easily enough.

Now...who wants to tell me everything they know?


[ooc:  Road Not Taken:  Tony never broke free of his possession by shadow, the Shadowlord took over Earth, people nailed to chalkboards,  slavery for all, etc., etc.]
 

I wonder how many people know what it feels like to be bitten.  Not, you know, the playful kind where its all nips and maybe there's a bruise later that you can giggle about.  I mean actual biting, teeth through skin, blood flowing out of you until your head spins and your knees feel weak.  When you can feel your heartbeat throb in your own head and you know that it could stop.  If he wanted to, he could make it stop.

I don't have a deathwish.  I don't.  I like being alive a lot, seriously.  It's just something...I can't help it.  I want to feel it again.

Everyone's really loud today.  What's up with that?

[A burst of static and then you can hear a lively strain of carnival music as a black placard on the screen with white lettering says 'Come See the Amazing Tony'.  A grainy picture of a young man on a platform appears.  He's surrounded by what look like bouncers or bodyguards, however he doesn't seemed to be soothed by their presence at all.  In fact, he looks more nervous of them than the crowd gathered in front of the platform.

The screen switches to the placard again, which now says 'Amazing Feats of Magic and Sorcery'.  This time when the camera is back on Tony, you can see him raise his hand and call out something with seven syllables.  A ball placed on a table a good ten feet away flies to his open hand.  The crowd claps.  Tony does this five more times, each object getting larger in weight.

The placard changes again, this time to 'See Him Throw Fire From His Bare Hands'.  Tony on camera looks like he's arguing with several of the bodyguards.  As the camera zooms in, you can pick up what he's saying.]

....an't do that just for some stupid show, okay?  It's fucking dangerous!  I haven't even practiced a powershot yet and I'm not gonna do it with a crowd full of people around, so the show's over.  Let me go-

[Static]

[Sound of a gun being reloaded and some noisy breathing, then someone speaking lowly into the mic.]

So, all you guys making big loud posts have never heard of stealth or something?  There's a reason why only Ianto's racked up a higher score than me in this and that is 'cause he's a tricky bastard.

But anyway...you don't know where I am.

[Gun being cocked and what sounds like a rustle of fabric.]

And that's how it's gonna stay.

Okay hairball, cough up Chuck.  I know you took him.  I've got a shiny new spell that I hope actually works which says that you're gonna be toast if you don't.

...Any time now?


[ooc:  So Tony saw Chuck Bass' post of distress on the Network and rushed over to his apartment to help.  And found Chuck nowhere to be seen so jumped to the immediate conclusion that Chuck's been kidnapped.  Hairnapped.  Whatever, in any case, Tony's threatening a bunch of hair at the moment if people (or the safe and sound Chuck) want to point and laugh.]

Okay, first question.

1)  Who has smokes?

and

2)  Are you gonna share?

I'll make it worth your while.

I guess this is as good a time as any to start trying out that Wizard's Lamp spell.  Then I could at least have some light in the bathroom.  Do you know how hard it is to aim in the dark?

And no, I don't think eating more carrots would help.

How come people promise me waffle dates and then skip town?  Chuck Bass, you had better come back or I'll tell everyone about your you know what.

Everyone trying to play armchair psychologist about everyone's dreams the other day, do yourselves a favour and don't.  They're just dreams.  They don't have to mean anything.  And not everything is about sex, thanks Freud.

( filtered to Robin; )

Lee Nicholas was kissing him and it was nice.  Better than nice, actually, it was pretty hot and for a straight guy who was having an affair with the costuming director, Lee seemed pretty comfortable with what he was doing.  Tony felt an edge of a dressing-room table prod into his spine and slipped a hand under Lee's shirt.  Yep.  Six-pack still there.

"I've always wanted to do this," Lee was whispering with that grin that showed his dimples, and Tony was ready to say something witty and sexy and completely cool back but then Lee's smile changed.  And it wasn't Lee. 

Shadows stroked along Tony's sides, fitted cooly over his wrists to hold him in place, wrapped around his throat.  The thing wearing Lee grinned and kissed him and laughed.  You're mine now, aren't you?  I'll never let you go.

Tony struggled and strained against the shadows but it wasn't working.  Inky slick strands of darkness pried his lips open, filled his nostrils and mouth, crept down into his throat and choked him.  When his hands moved next, it wasn't Tony controlling them.  He saw himself smile in the dressing room mirror and screamed in horror.  The Tony in the mirror didn't even flinch.

"That's much better," he heard his own voice say.

But then Henry was there, all rage and teeth and commands for his release and Tony watched as the shadow creature fled, watched as Henry's "MINE!" of fury echoed in the room like a heartbeat, watch a different kind of darkness take over.  His limbs moved jerkily as he went to kneel at Henry's feet, wrist extended in an offering.  Smooth fingernails stroked through Tony's hair and cupped his cheek.  Tony felt himself smile gratefully and wanted to be sick.

"You don't have to worry.  I'll protect you," Henry soothed, his eyes kind, his mouth gentle on Tony's wrist.  "I'll never let you go."

Teeth into vein.  Tony woke up.

[ooc:  Observers welcome, but remember Tony can't see or hear anybody outside of his dream so talking to him while he's sleeping won't get you any response.  Talking to him after he's awake is okay though.  PS. This is the second time I've typed this post (thanks a lot internet connection) and I have the sneaking suspicion it isn't as good as the first time. :(]

( filtered from Henry; unhackable )


I'm gonna go to the movies after work. Anyone want to join me?

Looks like the whole City's gone nuts again.  What else is new, huh.  Although I can't really tell what kind of curse this is.  Everyone seems to be off on something different.

...Oh well.  At least I'm not a kid. 

[ooc:  Cursed with I Cannot Tell a Lie.  He'll answer truthfully any question put before him.]

Suddenly it's a lot louder out there.  Is there a block party and nobody told me?



[ooc: Placeholder!  Gotta go to work.  Tag when I get home.  Back now!  Feel free to mob.]