Welcome to Crash Town

The picture loads with Radley looking very serious. Although he tries not to show it, his eyes show his worry.

"So, this is probably nothing, but the purple fog we sometimes have is getting stronger tonight. Usually it just stays around the cemetery. Tonight it's coming into town, and it's getting thick. It's probably just some wacky weather, but be careful out there, okay? Maybe don't stay out too late. If nothing else, fog makes for some seriously unpleasant riding. We don't need any accidents."

The door of the diner opens and Clint runs in. "Radley!" he exclaims. "The fog is completely covering people and they're screaming!"

Quickly Radley ends the video feed and runs after his friend.


((OOC: What's going on? Check out our updated Profile page and the updated FAQ! Basically, the supernatural/horror part of the story is getting underway.))

Radley pulled up at the diner and got off, smiling at Nico. "What would you like to eat? It's on the house."

Scotch was going in with West, talking a mile a minute. The rest of the Bunch followed, starting the jukebox and preparing for the evening crowd. After the nightly duels, many of the townsfolk came in for dinner.

Radley was glad they were all there. He liked to surround himself with people. He had been so lonely after his family had kicked him out. If Malcolm ever took over, he would probably turn this place into another bar. Right now, it was the only family-friendly eatery in town.