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"We need food, water, and other supplies," I pointed out, arms folded. "And a place to stay. Unless this park has a campground, we're gonna have to go to a hotel or a shelter. And if it does have a campground, we're probably gonna need a tent." I glanced around the park, noting the various...

I glanced up at the sound of vomit spilling from a throat and glanced behind me. "Dude, you okay?" I knelt next to him, and picked up his cell, frowning. "Nevada. We're in fucking Nevada." Placing it back down, I moved to the side to kick the sand into the air in a rage. "FUCKING...

"Just a visual novel game, nothing more or less," I said, glancing at the other dude. Oh lord. "Oh, joybunnies. My ex. One of them. One of the ones I like. I think. What's today?" I lifted an arm to block out the sun, glancing around. Searching for a cactus or something to drink. The other...

"Move it, big guy!" I said, pushing the bigger dude to the side. Glancing out, I scowled. "Anyone else getting 999 flashbacks? Or was I the only one to play that game?" I glanced behind me, hearing the scuttling of many legs, then glanced outward. "Well, we either die of thirst or become...

Fascinating. Giant spiders. The wave of them managed to knock me out of my apathy into curiosity. How did the atmosphere sustain such creatures? More importantly, if there was a giant supply of oxygen, how were we surviving? Still, I did take a few steps back, carefully watching the fox and...

I followed, not exactly bored, more like... uninterested. Apathetic. I glanced at the other two, the pudgy one being vaguely familiar. Probably some dick on the internet. I recognized the symptoms going on and tried to put some emotion in my head. Like that ever works. A flash of panic briefly...

"Oh, bloody hell," I muttered, a fake accent working into my voice. Rolling my eyes, I attempted to shift into my regular one. "So, who are the Judge Dredd wannabes?" I don't know how I got here. Last thing I recall, I had been taking a walk, thinking about hitting the liquor store. Now, I was...

Name: Tam Personality: Swings from Perky Goth to Straw Nihilist Appearance: Average weight and height, messy hazelnut hair, green eyes. Skills: Sarcasm, observant (at times), comedic, imaginative, heroic, philosophic, actor Flaws: Depressed, suicidal, naive, hero complex Fears: Ceasing...

Actually, that sounds like fun,

Todd felt a migraine coming along. A monster. From the ocean. Vulnerable to fire. Makes perfect sense. Groaning, he sat next to Mikhail, massaging his forehead.

Todd gripped the megaphone again, and aimed it at the giant sea monster. "Alright, so," he began. "For a human, pain starts at 125 decibels. A jet taking off is 133 db. Let's see if I can max the sound at 150..." He activated the wail, using his natural magic to make the noise even louder...

"Perhaps not panic like a monkey forced into a winged harness to start," Todd stated. "Okay, we got a monstrous thing coming from the ocean. Ocean means darkness, darkness means blindness, blindness means echolocation. Unless this is one of those things that can feel it's way across the ocean...

Todd swiped the collar back from Mikhail and threw the jacket back at him, adjusting his vest, and handing some cash over to a vendor for some pretzels. "Seriously, don't you guys have jobs?" he asked, munching. "I mean, even I have a-ooooh, music store!"

Todd nodded, whistled for Mikail's attention, and started off to the boardwalk, arms behind his head. The boardwalk was a typical fair: touristy, full of bright colors and sandy paths, umbrellas open in front of businesses to eat under, tacky souvenir shops open for business, and large boards...

Todd scratched under Mikhail's chest, absently watching the shifting scenery around him. "Let's go on the boardwalk," he said, suddenly. "I want to check something."

Todd absently scratched the dog's head, barely missing a beat. "Eh, he's definitely cute, but, probably not good for anything serious," he said. "More interested in a fling than anything. Probably. Bit too alpha male-ish for me, to be honest."

Todd had to laugh. This guy was just too naive. "You're, like, however thousand miles away from where you lived, in the middle of a bunch of mages during a war zone. I think you're fine."

Todd, however, had vanished during Joe's hesitation, completely missing the confession, and was busy chatting with a hunky, male redhead in a lifeguard jacket, who seemed very interested in what Todd was saying. After a couple of minutes of not so shameless flirting, the lifeguard was scribbling...

Todd's attire for the day was, in direct contrast to his surroundings, dark. He had a black cap on his head, and his trunks were black as well. He glanced at Joe, and shrugged, glancing at his surroundings. "Mikkish is busy trying to get laid," he stated. "So, I guess we either chill, hit up...

"Trip to the city sounds fun," Todd said, poking at his eggs with a fork. "Being stuck here would suck. We could hit the mall or go to a movie or something like that. Or, hell, the beach. Let's go swimming."