Apartments For RentVACANT. Mr. Darcy is no one’s idea of a romantic hero. He’s as impossible as he is intelligent, and he thinks himself better than almost the entirety of the New England set he grew up with. An old school friend of The Beast and Bagheera, he runs a struggling Hollywood production company (one that fights to fund a number of nonprofit, independent projects). Elizabeth Bennet, however knows nothing about his altruism, a fact that’s only too obvious in the unauthorized biographical sketch she’s working on of him. The fact that she’s strangely blind to Wickham’s dishonorable intentions toward her frustrates Darcy for reasons he’d prefer not to address.
VACANT. A spy who caters to foreign entities needing eyes and ears on U.S. soil, Mary Morstan is hardly trustworthy. She has spent her life moving from city to city, always moving on when anyone got too close, and it has made her independent to the point of aloof, an asset in her government job. Even after so many years, she will not give up her lifelong search for her father’s murderer (Claude Frollo). After her arrival in New York, she’s was hired by an anonymous employer to report on Dr. Watson’s weaknesses/allies (including Sherlock Holmes and Irene Adler). Odd how the reports keep finding their way into the hands of Professor Moriarty, isn’t it?
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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. |