Sometimes when disasters happen, you just have to curl in and hunker down, and that's what's happening at the Allen/Dover residence. There are six television screens (one of them is gigantic) and two computer monitors, all streaming different news channels, all subtitled and some of them foreign. Through the midvolume din, a few key phrases keep ( Read more... )

Victor is in a pair of knee-long rainbow unicorn swim trunks. Victor is so subtle it hurts a little sometimes, with the gigantic aviators that cover up most of the face, the loose black t-shirt, and the big burgundy robe ( Read more... )

If you're here, you might have had an invitation from Victor's journal to your journal or a text on your phone or a note on your door; however, since the prospect of going through all of her friends and sending a message to the ones that she has presents for sounds daunting at best and frightening at worst, here Victor is ( Read more... )

This year will be the year I get a tattoo.

I need to start on my Valentine's day cards.

Plans: I'm building the girls a dollhouse eventually, except that it'll be the coolest dollhouse of all time.

This message is to inform you that, I, one Victor Barnabas Allen, am a vampire ( Read more... )

Victor's sent her boyfriend off to a spa planet, which means that today is a working day, just like the day before was, and the day before that. She's sectioned off a small corner of the Nexus as her workspace, and while she's not using a blowtorch anymore, she was a moment or so ago, if you judge by the blowtorch set off to the side and the ( Read more... )

This isn't the first time that Victor's woken up in a small room with a headache and no knowledge of how she got there. This is impressive, because Victor doesn't drink.

This is the first time she's woken up in a small room with a headache and no knowledge of how she got there in close proximity to someone else. She can hear breathing ( Read more... )

Victor has no idea what to expect when she's teleported to the Master's TARDIS, but she came prepared. Her backpack, stuffed with painkillers (alien and earth, prescription and over the counter) and bandages, and hairbrush, and gauze, and a miniature oxygen tank, and splints, and, yes, she is wearing pants. Plaid pajama pants, and a shirt that ( Read more... )

"I don't like tellin' folks stuff about how they may or may not be in other universes. Makes me feel all slimey." She's holding the sunglasses up to him. "I know, it sucks, but... humor an old lady?"

Victor and Nathan are in a nice place, with white tablecloths. The kind of place that has multiple forks.

Vic's the girl in the blue sequined v-neck dress (that is not Nathan), with this big chokery necklace that's shiny and sparkling with fake stones to cover up most of that scar around her neck and collarbone, the scar that looks like someone ( Read more... )