panfandium logs

Who : Lois Lane, Open for anyone.
Where : Exiting the New York Times Building.
When : December 11, 2010.
Why : She's been here for a bit and she's still not clued in.

Lois Lane sighed as she exited the New York Times Building. It wasn't the fact she hated the New York Times, it was the fact she was starting from scratch and it wasn't the Daily Planet. But what paper was? She was still at a loss as to how she'd found herself in New York City, and it had been even more disturbing to find out her home didn't seem to exist. One minute she was fighting Tess Mercer in the bullpen, the next she was waking up in an alley, only to discover that something was very wrong with the world. For one thing, there was no Daily Planet. There was no Metropolis, Kansas. Everything and everyone she knew was just not there. It threw her, not just for a loop, but into an all out spiral of rushed activity. With only the clothes on her back and an ID for a place that didn't exist, she had to do some serious pool hustling to get herself some fast cash. Eventually though she had wound up at the New York Times. After all, she was a reporter. Sure, she had no proof of that at the moment, but she knew what was in her blood. Lois was going to have to start from the bottom up all over again, but it was still a start. She would prove herself when given the chance. She just hoped they didn't look too hard at her references and paperwork... As it was, she was now currently surviving with a tiny apartment that charged too much, a job at the bottom of the totem pole, and pool hustling when she could. She supposed it could be far worse.

What she needed now though was a story. A story with such a punch that it got her new editor's attention and helped get her off fluff piece duty, at least long enough for her to make a name for herself again. Maybe then she could spend more time trying to make the connections she needed to find out what she was doing here.

.....albert.

....wesker?

Who: Vera Misham & OPEN
Where: The Bronx
When: December 4
Why: She appeared in a more dangerous part of town.

Vera Misham was exhausted from the day's event as she'd just unveiled some of her own unique artwork to the art museum in Los Angeles. The girl got so exhausted by those around her, how was she to continue working when she absolutely hated the public in the first place? It didn't matter how Apollo and Trucy thought they could change Vera, she'd been trusting enough to have the ability to leave her house but that was it. It was time for her to relax in the solace of her home and she opened the door before she found herself feeling quite strange.

When she opened her eyes in a moment, she looked around and noticed an awful lot of people and she instantly paled, looking like a ghost. She stuck out in her bright clothing and loud blue hair, it wasn't long before she lowered her head and started walking around in an effort to find someone to help her.

Her first thought was to find a cafe, a internet cafe.

With her head down, she looked in passing and cringed to those who pushed passed her until she got into the cafe.

Who: Jill Valentine & OPEN
Where: Somewhere in Manhattan
When: December 4
Why: She's somewhat new and just had to deal with a shitload of zombies, before she saved Chris & Sheva (During the time ending on Desperate Escape.)


Jill was armed to the teeth, a VZ61 Machine Gun and a Magnum on the other hand with two grenades attached to her side hip. The machine gun was in her hands, she held onto it as she was in a infestation of zombies with Josh and just before she had the ability to start moving, she felt something strange befoe she saw herself in a crowded city street looking more like a costumed gunner of sorts than someone who wore a suit to prevent problems and complications, made for speed and agility of her limbs.

Immediately, she placed the lock on her weapons and her first thought was to look for someone to help her, an officer or possibly someone else would be exactly what she needed. The blond woman with her hair pulled back in a tight ponytail started running at a moderate pace, getting in her surroundings.

No point in calling for Josh, even thought she was worried.

How was she going to help Chris and Sheva now?

Who: Snowe Vingerhut & ???????
Where: SNOWE IS ALL ALONE AND DEFENSELESS.
Why: He just appeared like lol wat?
When: December 4, 2010



Snowe arrived on site near a cafe in what would be seen as a suit of armour, he looked extremely out of place in the city with how he was dressed. When he noticed that he was out of his element, his hand went right for his golden sword and he held his hand stead fast there for a moment but he noticed a lot of other people were staring at him as if he were some type of misfit. Snowe released his hand and he huffed heavily, a hand ran through his white-blond fluffy hair and he looked around.

He needed to get out of this armour, but where would he go? How would he get there?

Snowe snorted in frustration, even a defeated sigh passed through his mouth.