[After the church bombing - which obviously didn't end well for him, despite whatever satisfaction he managed to take in the havoc he wrought on his way out - Schuldig has been lying low. There was a horrible time, following his return to life the day afterward where he'd remained deaf and alone, with no telepathy. That death hadn't restored him to ( Read more... )

[After his chat with Nagi, Schuldig - with aforementioned teammate in tow - is making his way to the church. Given that it's Christmas, it's probably packed with drones! Who knows what other people might be there, too ( Read more... )

[It wasn't as though Schuldig expected anything good for Christmas. For one, it's Mayfield; anyone with the barest flicker of intelligence (which would be to say, Ken) could recognize the town's pattern for making life miserable. For another, even if the real Santa had come to visit the town, 'naughty' isn't even near a strong enough word for him. ( Read more... )

[Well, this is the second time that Schuldig's been making his unsteady, bloody way back from the post office. And, just like the first time, it's Nagi who's come to help him...though this time Nagi was wise enough to accompany Schuldig in the first place ( Read more... )

[Well, someone's just found out that Crawford has gone home. Given that he's been a little unstable ever since he was hit by the time bazooka, he's taking this even more wonderfully than he would normally.]

[Unfiltered, because Schuldig is all out of fucks to give]

He's gone. [This cryptic announcement is followed by the least sane laughter you' ( Read more... )

[Well, Schuldig got himself a turkey! Which...he really couldn't care less about, compared to the fact that he's been locked in his house all day. But he needs to move it in order to get back to his occasional and fruitless efforts to force the door open.

And it is in the process of doing so that he discovers the bird is full of fucking spiders. ( Read more... )

[It's been an interesting few days, hasn't it, Mayfield? Sexy nurses, vampires, zombies, werewolves, inexplicable children running around. As it happens, Schuldig was involved with both the first and the last events on that list...though the former has been almost completely forgotten in favor of the latter ( Read more... )

[You know who has no respect for personal property? Or, apparently, bazookas? This guy. He literally tried to just grab the thing off of Lambo, because there is no possible way wrenching a bazooka out of someone's hands could end in anything other than candy and rainbows. Or whatever would be the evil equivalent as far as Schuldig is concerned - ( Read more... )

[I'm sorry, Mayfield - did you think you had enough problems as things stood? Did you think the town had made you suffer every possible cruelty already?

Well, not yet! Because today you may go blind.

What this means is that Schuldig got a clothing box with the mail today, which contained his absolutely ridiculous canon outfit. This assault on ( Read more... )

[Schuldig tends to keep himself hopped up on sugar, when he can; his telepathy takes a lot of managing, and a lot of energy, and a constant sugar rush (coupled with plenty of caffeine) actually helps with that. As a result, he's been eating the candy corn casually ever since Halloween; it just so happens that when he does so today, unusual things ( Read more... )