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At Pax Letale, an awakening has begun. As these gods rediscover themselves and each other, the seemingly invisible but ubiquitous management tracks each of them quite closely, and the very building itself seems to have an agenda of its own. And as the gods made humans in their own image - or humans made them in theirs - so will the the behavior of the people of Pax turn as dark as their deities. Blood, strife, sex, petty plots, torture - even murder will wind their ways into Pax Letale.

August 13th, 2010

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Tell me I'm not the only one who felt the earthquake last night. Chingadera falling over, almost bonked me on the head.
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Hullo, building. My name is Brighid, and I’ve just moved in to 705. I’ll apologize in advance for keeping odd hours for a bit. There’s an eight-hour difference between here and home that I’m trying to adjust to before school starts. I’ll be starting classes as a freshman at Cal State Fullerton soon, and if anyone has suggestions on the best way to get to and from campus while I try to muddle through the process of getting a driving licence here, I welcome them.

I guess that’s it for now. Sure I’ll be running into some of you eventually.

Sláinte.