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Who: Madison and anyone who is awake at this time of night. When: May 28th, midnight (AKA right now) Where: All over the place. It's a witch flying on a broom so yeah. Style: Whatever Status: Open ( Is that a bird? A plane? A power ranger? ) | |
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Who: Kratos and Colette
When: May 25th, late afternoon
Where: The park
Style: Angels keep their feelings in BRACKETS
Status: Closed
[It's with no small amount of trepidation that Kratos walks to the park to meet with Sylvarant's Chosen. Colette is a kind girl, and he's already hurt her once. Depending on what she says today, that might become necessary again. He can only hope that whatever she may tell him isn't something that Mithos finds too distasteful. There's no way to transfer the Eternal Sword to Lloyd here in Vatheon, no way that Lloyd could win if it comes to blows. He wants to avoid a full confrontation at all costs.] | |
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Who: Ai Amano, anybody else. When: May 28th, evening Where: Park. Or wherever. Style: Whichever. I can roll with whichever. Status: OPEN ( Read more... ) | |
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Who: Spider Jerusalem and whomever is brave enough to come near.
When: May 28th, afternoon.
Where: The Plaza
Style: Action, though prose works too if you want.
Status: Open to all
Warning: Skinny white guy butt.
[It's that time of the month again, when the plaza plays host to a few new arrivals. They're usually confused, scared, or angry, and it is not uncommon for there to be some yelling. However, what comes from the area now is a string of profanities so heartfelt it's probably stripping the bark off the trees up on the island, not to mention what harm it's causing local property values, if property values were really a thing around here.]
[A new arrival landed in the plaza with the customary splash of seawater. A human male, hairless and covered in a variety of tattoos. He's wearing a very odd pair of sunglasses, and a strange set of sneakers. Unfortunately for anybody present he's not wearing anything else. It seems a few items arrived with him, and lacking in clothing his entire inventory is also... exposed. Besides the shoes and glasses his arrival included a typewriter of some strange make, a pack of cigarettes, and what looks like a gun out of some bad sci-fi flick.]
[The initial anger and shock have worn off. It was the smell that got him first. Wherever this is, it's not The City. Far too clean, far too quiet. He was brought here against his will though, so naturally he was on edge. He's survived far too many assassination attempts to not wonder just who brought him here and why. Looking out at his scattered possessions, he dove for the one thing that would be best to keep close to him in such an uncertain environment.]
God fucking damnit. The whole pack is soaked. | |
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Who: Caden (Riku Replica), Izanami, and Zexion; then Zexion and Demyx; then Demyx, Caden, and Faris -- at least as I understand how this will work out Where: Outside the library first -> Demyx's place -> in front of the Church What: Goddess shenanigans, death and string-ups When: Wedns. May 30th ( But I'm quite sure that you'll tell me / Just how I should feel today ) | |
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Who: Sollux, Feferi, and Aradia if she wants to jump in What: two dumb kids chatting it up Where: Sollux's and Aradia's hive When: After thisStyle: Action Status: Closed! [ It's hard living so far away from your matesprits. It's hard, and nobody understands. Well, actually, there are probably lots who understand, and it's not that far, and honestly Feferi doesn't mind the walk in the least. She hurries over, the route familiar to her by now, and when she reaches the front door of the communal hive she knows Sollux and Aradia to be sharing, she lets herself in. It's not as though her visit is unannounced. ]Sollux! Aradia? I'm here! | |
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