damien invasio

Really, Damien was getting impatient. Four trips to various pathetic auto-body shops, paint so cracked you could see the primitive brickwork under the chipping flakes. One had the part he needed in absolutely abysmal condition, and anyway it wasn't the right size so it wouldn't fit inside his...

"Your change is 14.95, sir. Have a happy new year!" The girl's voice grated against his ears when she rang up his meager purchases - nuts and bolts, copper wire (god, he wished there was at least some tieranium filaments in some store here), a few replacement heads for his screwdriver. All...

Christmastime had changed a lot. The tall man grumbled as he walked down the ever-bustling streets of the city, trying to keep a bag of takeout - tastier than most things he was used to - afloat among the legs passing by. It was bad enough he didn't have enough money for a car. That would have...

So, most of you might remember the now-reactivated Damien. He's a grumpy, no-nonsense computer genius with a sense of determination to get back to the good ol' days - that is, before everything went to shit in his old dimension. He's currently researching ways to do just that, trying to fix his...

Damien, for one, wasn't too happy. For one thing, his phone - the primitive, metal rectangles they actually used back in this time - was slowly running out of battery: only 9%, and Damien had only taken it off the charger cord that morning! How could such a stupid rectangle even lose that much...

Meet Damien Invasio. He is many things: a truly gifted coder, a grieving son, a hardened, cynical man - but he is not much in the way of social interaction. Damien only thinks he needs to stay here until his machine is fully repaired, then he can leave this timeline and go back to where he...

If it were him, Damien thought, he would never have gotten the thick book he held now, with its slightly yellowing pages and cracking spine. It smelled okay, as far as he was concerned...it was just so outdated. Primitive even, to him. If it were himself he was buying the gift for, it wouldn't...

Damien was getting extremely fed up with the state of his house, these days. Er - his apartment. It wasn't much of anything, really - not compared to the luxurious house he'd owned back in the future, or his expanse of a house in the 1800s, or even compared to the tiny flat he'd lived in, in New...

Crunch, crunch. The comforting sound of footsteps (his own) on relatively-undamaged concrete (real concrete, could you believe it?) was a relief to the young - well, young in appearance - man, as he walked the sidewalks of the surprisingly busy downtown area. Most carried either bags from...

My boy [Damien], a bit of a techie grump, plans to stay here for only a little while before jetting off elsewhere - another timeline, perhaps. In order to stop him from leaving as soon as his tech recharges, he needs to meet.... someone. [Name Here], a potential love interest, can be anyone -...