NAME: Tiffany
JOURNAL: arcesso
CONTACT: live.infamy [at] gmail.com
to boldly trek @AIM
invoke @plurk (ask before adding)

CURRENT CHARACTERS: Buffy Summers (BTVS: antihellsucking)
CHARACTER NAME: Eleanor Zoe Bishop
FANDOM: Heroes
GRADE: Junior
(  most likely to be committed to an insane asylum )

[ The video kicks off with Elle in her apartment, blasting the microwave with a pretty large stream of blue electricity. From her hands. She appears to be ... well, pretty pissed off. She grimaces a little when she realizes the damage she did and pokes at the door of the microwave. It comes off, crispy as all hell, and she lets it clatter to ( Read more... )

So, Steffie, your ex was a real bitch to you, right? Let's say she showed up here acting like you were old news. What would you do about it? I mean, I don't know, I always figured that kind of stuff didn't fly. It's one thing to say don't call, but come on ...While I've got everybody's attention ... Hey, boss-man! Did you learn your lesson ( Read more... )

[ there's crackling and her voice cuts out a little in some places, but it's mostly audible. she's been stumbling through hallways for a while now, shocking shadows out of sheer paranoia, so it's definitely call for help time.

unfortunately, calling for help is not an area she's an expert in. Lesson learned. Next time a freaky door shows up ( Read more... )

So.

Which one of you morons wants to explain why I wanted to eat the guy who ran into me while I was getting groceries?

[ooc; GET OUT IT WAS FINALS DAY IT TOOK ME FOREVER 8( BUT IT'S STILL THE 13TH HERE. SO VAMP!ELLE. Feel free to ... become a victim by bumping into her in the City somewhere. She's out and about and open for actionspam. ]

[ The feed cuts in to Elle, in her apartment again. Don't you dare think she's going to waste extra time outside just to chat with you people, it's cold out there and talking would slow her down. Luckily, she looks a little less strung out, freezing and sopping wet than last time, though there's still something twitchy about her demeanor. So, ( Read more... )

[ Elle is huddled up in a blanket, knees pulled up to her chest, arms curled around her on the corner of a couch. It's been a bad few days -- hell, a bad few weeks, even -- so sue her for looking a little frazzled by them. You know what the worst thing about snow is? It's wet. It's supposed to be all frozen but guess what? Snowballs? Sledding ( Read more... )

Okay, freaky city, I get the message. Your stupid curses are real and I shouldn't joke about it ( Read more... )

[ Unfortunately, when Elle arrived, she wound up in the fountain, which means her hard, dead life just got even harder. When she turns the communicator on, it's just voice -- at first, she's quiet, and she chuckles with a certain degree of wry bitterness. ] Some day, huh?

[ And she's very obviously speaking through gritted teeth and spitting ( Read more... )

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