Apartments For RentVACANT. Victor Frankenstein's formative years were defined largely by tragedy, and the young man developed an obsession with the science of death. Thanks to a suggestion from Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde, an old school friend, he's moved to Bellum Letale to (unsuccessfully) hide from his beloved creation, Annabel Lee, and he's decided to keep Ichabod Crane, his closest friend, from learning his terrible secret.
VACANT. Meg Giry is a dancer in a very well-known strip joint in New York. It completely clashes with her puritanical upbringing, and her best friend (and secret crush) Christine Daae doesn't quite get it--she also doesn't know that Meg Giry is a lesbian. Meg Giry's noticed The Phantom hanging around the building lately, even if Christine Daae hasn't, and she doesn't like it one bit. Her only confidant in the building is Rose Red, who she is desperately attracted to. She's had a fling or two with several residents, however, including Van Helsing and the Cheshire Cat, and just for fun she's been hanging around a lot with Guinevere. Sure, she doesn't like the woman that way, but it's stirring up some great rumors.
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Premise: There is an apartment building in New York called 'Bellum Letale.' Most people ignore its auspicious name, though they would be advised to pay more attention to its meaning.
It is a strange building.
Every man, woman and child in the building is a reincarnated fable, the stories told to human children for hundreds, sometimes thousands of years. Once very real, the fables began to fade as science and reason dispelled the probability of their existence. They have all been reborn in human forms, though their essence remains, waiting to be awakened at the right time, in the right place.
Now is the time - Bellum Letale is the place. As their lives connect and weave together, as they follow their petty desires and long-held grudges, they are, all of them, on the brink of disaster. Their Landlord knows their every move, and the building they live in seems to have an agenda of its own. People are tortured, people die, people plot behind each other's backs and sneak around and cheat. They love, they fight, they draw blood. This is not the fairy tale you remember being told. |