I AM FROM INCENSE BURNING SIMULTANEOUSLY WITH THE GIN GOING DOWN MY AUNT'S THROAT. . .
Among the brick roads, old homes hide old secrets. Who really lies behind the color masks, parasols, and paint? Glowing eyes that reflect the light, that glimmer of red out of the corner of your own, the whispers that pull you deeper into the streets, the crooning that spills out of the shadows, the edges of the bayou becoming blurred--
There are things that go bump in the night. The lights go out and that bats come ou t to play, the wolves howl to the moon and the creatures slink from the depths of hell. But, this is only a storybook. Fiction.
You are safe.
Yet to come.
L1: Be relativly respecful to each other and keep your drama in pms.
l2: THis is an adult setting, meaning there will be violence, gore, fighting, strong language, and sexual situations presented. Please be of age to participate, or leave.
l3: Characters may not be over-powered. All creatures have weaknesses, regardless of how fast or strong one is. Abilities must have limits.
l4: If your characters do get hot and heavy, move the more interesting aspects to pms out of respect for others.