ϟ FISSURES COMMUNICATIONS ϟ

All right, I guess I'm not getting out of this. Chances are I'll just end up in NYC again trying.

So hey, I'm Mick. Native Los Angelean, fan of the classics, private investigator by profession, vamp, otherwise lacking a social life.

When I was hoping for something to get me out of having to do paperwork, I wasn't throwing out a challenge to the universe.

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Anyone out there in the land of the bizarre?

I've made more waffles this morning than can possibly be consumed by the people who normally eat in this kitchen. Slayer Castle is open for a waffle bar breakfast.

[ visible to JACEN & LINDSEY; ]

We've been dethroned. We're officially the boring ones.

I'm pretty sure the after life or heaven or whatever this place is isn't supposed to look like my hometown. Because, seriously... my version of heaven would have more bars and half-naked cabana boys.

Something's gone very bloody wrong with this location experiment.