Yes. It was a Saturday ( Read more... )

Matt stood on the roof of his father's apartment building, listening and "watching" as the snow fell. From here he could hear the noises and chatter of the denizens of Hell's Kitchen as they made their way through the city. He could hear the pigeons flapping from one rooftop to another as they searched for scraps of food. Down below in the ( Read more... )

( The boy who will be Daredevil )

"You've reached the voicemail of Matt Murdock. Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible."

[OOC: In creating this journal, the author has assumed the identity of a fictional person for use in the role-playing game fandomhigh, for the sole purpose of entertainment, without intending to obtain a benefit or to injure or defraud either ( Read more... )