The Real Main Event

Klaus WayKlaus Way, Promo

Harold… you’ve been skulking around like the bogeyman no one dares name. Not gone, not forgotten – just waiting. Waiting for the right moment to crawl back into the light and pretend you still matter. But I’m not talking to … Read More

Official Statement

Anton SavorAnton Savor, Promo

Jackson Cade, This is your jurisdiction, isn’t it? You may not wear the star anymore, but I know how these things work. You’re still the law in your eyes. Still the one who decides what’s right and what gets swept … Read More

Too Late for Sorry…

Harold AttanoHarold Attano, Promo

“I’m a bad man, I realize that.  I realized that all too late.  I tried to justify my own hypocrisy as I was just taking out the trash.”  “I thought I was just keeping the peace as bodies piled up … Read More

The Nothing Words You Say

Destructo BoyDestructo Boy, Promo

There was once a man clouded in darkness who blamed everything else around him for his own reprehensible actions. Every person he hurt, every vow he broke, it was all someone elses fault. Every so often he would drag himself … Read More

Stars

Narcissa BalenciagaNarcissa Balenciaga, Promo

Our stories are written in the stars, look up and tell me what you see. Every twinkling light that creates the patterns in the sky uses the reduction of darkness as the tool to illuminate the chapters of our lives. … Read More

All Heroes Die

Jasper RedgraveJasper Redgrave, Promo

[The Gallery.] [Jasper Redgrave sits at a desk. Before him sits a cardboard box that he looks through, pulling out old books that he places in his lap.] “My father used to buy these for me.” “So long as I … Read More

Velas y Viento

El Dragon CaidoPromo

There’s something sacred about a candle, no? The way it flickers in the dark… the way it burns slow and soft, offering light where there is none. People pray to it. Mourn with it. Celebrate with it. A flame like … Read More

The One Who Was Forgotten

Reverend Ezekiel GravesEzekiel Graves, Promo

They crowned me in silence. And buried me in noise. The day I fell, the people rejoiced. “The fire is out,” they said. “The Harbinger is gone.” Even my own right hand turned from Lucien, my Disciple…to Nero, the traitor. … Read More

While Arcadia Burns

The NightPromo, The Night

“Some people just want to see the world burn, even when they have nothing to gain if it does.” “They could be as high up on the food chain as possible, yet still not be satisfied. They want chaos. They … Read More

Famine

NoxNox, Promo

A desolate wasteland spread out before us.  A monster has clear-cut the trees.  Tilled the soil into sand, the colour of rust.  It is death incarnate as the breadbasket, which Arcadia is dependent on, is thrust into famine.  The strong … Read More