A Domovoy is a type of house spirit, sometimes referred to as a barabashka. Appearance varies from monsterous to something like a cat or dog. They can be like a poltergeist in that they can cause trouble when they're unhappy. That said, if you keep your house orderly and give them respect they're s...

Well, whatever Scarlet's trick was, you'd need a seance to ask her. For the record, I probably wouldn't have been able to take the vampire bitch. Shit, I really should finish this. The building was covered in notices and yellow tape warning of condemnation, though the demolition date was from decad...

So... that's that. I've been trying to decide some introspective way to end this. It was... something, to say the least. But whereas Joe Smith was to me a victim of a horrible cult ritual, many here considered him a friend and reliable ally. There isn't a whole lot I can say to comfort those here o...

Would have been good to know before going in, but we have demonstrated how bad I am at foresight, so... Alright, fighting. Yes, there was that. Except this time it went better. The coyote stood upon his victim as he growled at the others, the decapitated body quickly drying out and turning to boned...

Well ain't your name just apt. The man stopped me as we approached a well concealed entrance, butted right against the bluff. Approaching slowly, he glanced at the open doorway of the adobe structure, admiring what appeared to me to be scribbles. "Would you so kindly rub those out with your sw...

Maybe when I feel more like talking about it, Last Moon. We were mostly silent as we walked through an arroyo slowly towards a mountain ridge, the last last of day behind us as the sun by this point had mostly set. My body still ached a bit, but I was considerably more mobile than I was some hours ...

Thanks, Daichan. I woke up in a cold sweat. Oh yeah, and in pain - a lot of pain. I was shivering as I sat up, my noggin feeling like it was going to split in half. My mouth tasted like ashes, my limbs all felt like they were on fire (and not in a good way), and my stomach felt like it was going to...

I -had- backup. We both know what happened there. What I am not quite sure about is what happened next. So, I am going to describe this as I remember it - under the influence of some sort of mind altering poison/drug. There was a coyote, but not a normal one - it was black and swirling, almost inta...

Things went bad very, very quickly. I hit pretty damn hard, but when I'm not getting so much as a groan of pain from most blows, there isn't a whole lot of point. I was hitting flesh and blood, but damn - it wasn't doing anything. I threw one of them into a table, shattering it into tiny splinters ...

Yeah, can't say I want to talk about Scarlett too much. Still not... over it, I guess. Still, thanks Cyber. The coyote's eyes were amber... no. That's not how to describe them. They were fiery, like the heat of the Mojave sun flickering through a piece of amber. I don't remember seeing a pupil thou...

The past few days have been a blur. I just got back from the southwest, I've got a haul of cuts and bruises, I haven't slept in a day or two, and... Right. I told myself I was going to write this, damnit. Where to start... right. My company on this trip, Scarlett, passed away Monday night. One minu...

Hoookay, long night. So, like Mel mentioned before, I got a cut-rate deal on this RV. The cops didn't bother to search it - or if they did, they didn't bother to do much with what they found. Seems to be a lot of gear that, technically speaking, probably doesn't work except for a few people. Sadly,...

Right, so, a bit of explanation is in order, huh. Deep breath, me. As I noted earlier, my brother Milo didn't come home for a couple days. My mother freaked out and called the cops and me. Of course, being the good (?) daughter I am, I came down. I also brought help - Sister Elizabeth Melrose, some...

Short of it is I got a call from my Mother earlier tonight. Apparently my little brother, Milo, didn't come home last night. Sometimes he stays over at a friend's house, so Mom didn't panic - except that she called his friend's house, and they said they haven't seen him. She put out a MPR with the ...

Sorry I've been real slow about finishing this. My neighborhood took a hit from Sandy, and I've been helping my neighbors. My apartment got a bit wet, but overall the damage could have been a lot worse. I've also been doing some charity shows to try and raise some help for people who are much worse...

Due to a certain raging bitch of a storm known as Sandy, it might be a bit before I finish this. Still, while I have power still... I ended up throwing myself through the window of the market market - stupid, I know, but the door didn't look like a viable option, what with the security grate. I too...

I want to say I was running because I had some awesome plan to turn the tables. It was more like I was scared for my life and not sure how I was going to beat them. When handguns and fire don't work...well, I don't' exactly have a lot more going for me. Assuming it wasn't a trick, it seemed likely ...

I am not used to .44 caliber bullets not, at the very least, seriously wounding something or putting a giant hole in them. As I fired, I watched those shadows surrounding the kids suddenly flicker in front of them, briefly obscuring their dead little faces. The next thing I realize, there's a giant...