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Dec. 1st, 2015


[info]roomsmods

closed.

[info]rooms is closed.

Please visit us at our new game, [info]repose.

Nov. 6th, 2015


[info]dusha

Public

Two wedding rings on a chain.

[info]agoodman

Public

A picture of two children inside a tarnished silver frame.

Nov. 4th, 2015


[info]genome

[Narrative]

Who: Sam (& Meredith mentions)
What: Narrative: Bailing (like an idiot)
Where: New York → Elsewhere
When: During this
Warnings/Rating: Language, mentions of the regular Sam stuff

Maybe it was just the deluge of guilt drowning her, but she stopped by Meredith's, and she took the redhead with her. She'd promised, and maybe she wanted to keep at least ONE of her promises. )

Nov. 2nd, 2015


[info]grief

posted public.

So a magical antidepressant feather turned up in my stuff. I figure somebody might need it back.

[info]sombria

public

someone missing a wallet?

old.

leather.

theres a picture of some little girl in pointe shoes inside. shes kinda adorable, just saying.

[info]author

Clementine M

[Locked to Clementine M]

I'd like to speak to you if you've a moment.

[info]misterenigma

log: eddie/muerte at the funeral home

Who: Eddie & Muerte
When: recently
Where: Muerte's old funeral home
What: helping along a lost soul~
Warnings: sads. talk of death. cute stuff too.

She tightened her fingers around his, waiting for that slip of his presence into absence, hung on while the tidal wave of herself and the damaged, lingering souls of Gotham washed over her. )

Nov. 1st, 2015


[info]shadowbabs

jason/babs

[Jason T.]

I know you're out there. Why didn't you contact me? I looked for you, I was worried. You ass.

[info]luckythirteen

Locks and a Public Anon

[Public: Posted Anon]

Uh, Superman?

[Bruce B - From Sharon C]

Hi, Bruce.

[Gwen S - From Sharon C]

Gwen? Are you still here?

[Peggy C - From Sharon C]

Hello, Aunt Peggy.

[info]roomsanon

News: Marvel-ish

[The news stories didn't run nationwide in Canada, over the weeks that followed from the accident. Mainly they ran in Quebec, mainly in the local township francophone papers, and one small story in Le Soleil and the Quebec Chronicle when the accident first happened. It was all very strange, a man shot, a serious car accident on a remote highway. No one had seen the shooter, and no one had seen the blonde woman flee from the scene into the forest. Lucky for her

Meanwhile, in one small township in Eastern Quebec, a woman had wandered in, checked into a motel in the middle of the night, and began making small talk at the local cafe the following morning. She was obviously from the region, if her accent was any indication, and she settled into the motel nicely while she made friends locally. She even found a part time job.

However, within a few weeks, as fast as she'd appeared - she disappeared. Simply upon receipt of a package that just had her room number on it, she'd disappeared overnight from the motel.

For a few days, the small town talked about it, and then someone was caught having an affair and the news became much more interesting around the local haunts.]

[info]bohemianscandal

Public: Anon / Clementine M

[Anon: Public]

I have your [...] religious symbol.

[Clem M: as Irene A]

What is it you lost?

[info]crazypants

Locked to Mingmei

Mingmei! I think I have something of yours!

[info]cyclical

public

[As Jeze.]

Photographs. Two men and one young woman. Two blondes, one beginning to have salt in their hair.

[info]agoodman

[Public.]

An old amulet, the face nearly worn off. Claim it and I shall return it to you.

Oct. 31st, 2015


[info]skinned

Public

[During this.]

Um, did anyone find a ring? Heavy, gold, fairly hideous?

[He includes a sketch of the etching on the ring.]

[info]genes

[Public.]

They look like... Little tools.

[Picture.]

Oct. 30th, 2015


[info]thelazarus

[locked to damian w, from 'anon']

This necklace is yours, now.

[info]mirrorsbehind

[public, anonymous]

[Fuzzy timelines, after leaving the Murray house.]

I am in possession of a wicked white cat.

[info]author

public

Has anyone seen my typewriter?

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