Morganville: In Character

This is some sort of hallucination, no? A dream.

Or, is this what hell is like. That does seem the most likely. Absence of my friends, my Apollo, my city. That does seem like some form of hell-like dimension. If not the one that Dante described. But, I supose that he is quite likely wrong due to not actually having experienced it first hand.

Anyway, I am told that this bizarre contraption would allow me to introduce myself to others and converse with them. And translate my words for me. Which is extrememly hard to imagine.

But, if it does indeed work. I am Grantaire.

Against Locals

These taxes, are mental.

Between that, the people lighting stuff up and being trapped here?

Who wants to drink with me? I could go for a lot of whisky right now.

This is certainly a curious circumstance I find myself in.

I guess the secret's out.

Well this is just great Fuck you Captain Obvious One thing those of you who just arrived here might have realized - Morganville is good at keeping it's secrets from the outside world but not really from the people living here.

If any of you were wondering - Captain Obvious was telling the truth when he said I was a vampire. I'm not the danger he wants people to think I am. Not unless you threaten my roommates

[Glass House Residents]

This goes without saying but I'm doing it anyway - be careful alright? I'm not the only one of us he named and you all know as well as I do that there are people around here who think that being a "sympathizer" is as bad as being a vampire.


[OOC: Pretend this went up on the second after this]

It's weird. First Christmas and New Year I haven't spent with Jemma. Or within phone call reach of my Mum in forever.

I can't thinkn straight without her
Not after I don't like it.

I'm not sure this counts as eternal torment.

Did I get stabbed? Did he miss? Stefan?

Well, I guess I wont be playing in that pick up match anymore.

Welcome to Morganville.