Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Leif
Where: Outside SOHS
When: Towards midnight

( Leif was asleep when he was called. )

Who: Lilith
When: Towards midnight
Where: Outside SOHS

( She had been telling herself that for a while. )

Who: Carter.
Where: The Budget Lodge; Carter’s room.
When: Very early morning, just after midnight.

Over the course of his life, in all the time he had been a hunter, Carter had experienced pain of varying degrees. As a teenager he had almost been blinded. Before his twenty-first birthday he had almost had his throat torn open. Less than a year later a steel pipe had punched clean through his leg and pinned him to the ground. Only four years ago he had had his back slashed so viciously it was a miracle there had been no nerve damage. Bennetts were hardy, they got knocked down time and time again only to pick themselves up, bloody and battered, and keep on fighting. Carter was no exception. Time and time again he had been beaten and bloodied and broken in one way or another and he was still fighting. Still drawing breath and putting one foot in front of the other, loading his guns and making sure his blades were sharp so he could continue his family’s work.

That didn’t mean he was immune to pain, that he didn’t feel it as any mortal would. He did. For all their strength and endurance the Bennetts were just human at the end of the day and Carter had the scars from all of those close calls as all of his siblings and cousins and aunts and uncles did. Or had, more accurately in many cases. Edward Bennett had borne them until the day he had drawn his final breath. Even Rebecca, one of the most respected of their old and prolific line, had suffered terribly over the course of her life. She wore her scars proudly, without shame, as her last surviving son did. She had taught him well.

It was Rebecca who had taught him, more than Edward, how to tend to his own wounds. Hospitals asked questions, they worked with the police and launched investigations and none of them could afford that. Hunting had always been something of a grey area but after the Light of May it was illegal, without question, now that people knew about supernaturals they were outraged by the idea that there were men and women out there who made it their life’s work to hunt and kill the creatures who had finally stepped from the shadows into the light. It didn’t matter to those ignorant masses that the supernaturals the Bennetts specialised in hunting really were monsters, that they took joy in harming others, that nothing pleased them more than to traumatise, torture, and slaughter innocents. More members of his family than he could count had lost their lives to all kinds of vampires and demons over the years they had been taking up arms against the supernatural. More would continue to fall over the years that lay ahead, maybe even Carter himself. ( Not many Bennetts lived long enough to retire, as his mother had. )

For a Fable solo in progress

Who: Quentin and Renee (and probably Quentin's familiar Willie too)
Where: Their apartment
When: Late night


( I don't know where I'm going, but I don't think I'm coming home. )

Who: Brodie and Gavin
Where: Gavin's studio
When: afternoon

Four days had gone by since the last time Brodie had seen Gavin, and it was also the exact amount of time it took him to get the guts to visit him at the studio, like he'd said he would. Of course the storm didn't help, but Brodie couldn't say he wasn't thankful for it. He genuinely was interested in seeing Gavin's work, though. Despite all the awkwardness of having a crush on someone you were trying to befriend he also genuinely wanted to, well, befriend him. He wasn't good at that either, though, so he was kind of painting by numbers right now. Brodie thought it was only logical that paying Gavin a visit was something friends did.

When he arrived at the building Brodie stopped, leaning against the wall, and lit up a cigarette. It was a way to calm himself and buy some time. Unfortunately the cigarette eventually burned out, as they do, and Brodie thought it was ridiculous to light another one, stand there chain smoking all afternoon too afraid to ring a doorbell. So, he rang it. And then he realized it was Sunday and Gavin might just not even be there.

Who: Kiley and Nicci
When: Quarter to midnight
Where: Outside the school

Nicci's parents were livid, but by the time they got wind of what she'd done they were too late to undo it. They had waited for a long time for Nicci to come to the house like she'd said she would, and came to the school only after another member of the pack had called and told them just what Nicci had done. She could feel their rage from a mile away, but she knew them well. They would not contradict her in public. They would show no sign of weakness. Nicci had gotten away with it.

And she didn't think she was doing a bad job of it, either. She had ordered all available members of the pack to the scene to show their support, which was perhaps not very practical and kind of unnecessary, but fuck it, it made her feel better. She had sent members to ask around with any history or experience in law enforcement to call the local police department and ask if there were any volunteer jobs needed. She'd also had people asking around about friends or family members with magical knowledge or ability to do the same. She had people researching on the internet for even the most left-field mention of something similar happening anywhere else in the world. She had women making sandwiches and coffee to bring down for the police.

She had even texted that redheaded pain in the ass she liked to pretend didn't exist, and she'd been damn civil about it. That one had pained her, oh yes, it had physically hurt, but if something was worth doing, it was worth doing right. And in the end, it would make Mason happy. Another brownie point in her favor. Why not go for broke.

Who: Maya, Ash, Theodore, any other Omega members who decide to show up
When: Midnight-ish
Where: The big magic wall surrounding the high school


After receiving the text alert from Teddy, it didn't take Maya long to move out. She'd been in her room, cleaning some of her lesser-used bladed weapons, but moments later was throwing on a leather jacket over her t-shirt to hide the shoulder holster she always wore. Not only would the warmth be welcome (were constitution or no, she was originally from a tropical country and would always prefer the warmer weather to the cold she'd experienced most frequently since leaving), but it would also hide the guns as well as the knives strapped to her forearms. The place was surely crawling with police, so their poking around would have to be as circumspect as possible.

She was in her car - glad to have it back after Logan's side trip - when Teddy's second text came through, and she waited the requisite moment for him to join her. After that, it was a short drive to the school, and Maya parked the Mustang out of the way and out of sight of the gathered emergency services. She got out, waiting for Teddy to do the same before using the keyfob to lock it. She texted Ash, scenting the air as she looked around.

We're here. Where are you?

WHO | Jadyn & Jaladhi
WHERE | Jaladhi’s home
WHEN | Night
WARNINGS | Violence

( There was something different this time. )

Who: Athena and Isis
Where: Scarlet Oak Public Library
When: Midmorning


( It's when I spend the most time thinking about I've given up. )

Who: Maxine and Logan
Where: Omega "Headquarters"
When: 11:37pm
Warnings: NSFW

( Whoa, I'll rock you like the sea )

Who: Nicci (+NPCs)
When: Late
Where: Outside the school

( Try me. )

Who: Jo and August (other Summers and Summers' close ones also welcome of course)
Where: At the high school
When: WAY PAST LOTTI AND KYLE'S BEDTIME

( Bring paper bags in case of hyperventilation )

Who: Daisy and Lida
When: Afternoon
Where: Lida's House

( To Lida’s house we go! )

Who: Tanith and open!
When: 11:30 or so
Where: Outside the high school

By the time Tanith got there the place was already swarming with cops, and it seemed like a set of parents was showing up every sixty seconds or so. The entire property was being surrounded by police tape, and from a distance, that in itself was bad, but didn't seem so fucking insane. It was when she got closer and she realized they were plastering it on what appeared to be thin air that she realized the bottom had well and truly dropped out. She overheard enough to confirm her suspicions. Invisible barrier. No one could get in, presumably no one could get out. That last one was a total guess, because everyone inside was incommunicado.

The police were trying to keep everyone away from the 'barrier' itself, but at that point there were still too few officers to entirely surround the property. Tanith parked her bike across the street, and started walking around on foot. When she neared the back entrance, she hopped a police barricade and walked with one hand extended to find the block. It didn't take long for her hand to flatten against it. This is fucked up, she thought. MacKenna's familiar took off at a run, needing to confirm it for himself that it went all the way around. Tanith didn't stop him.

Eztli stopped at her side and looked up at her. "Ever heard of anything like this before?"

Tanith shook her head. "This isn't a ward," she said. "It's a fucking wall."

Who: Tanith (+ familiars Eztli and Banges)
When: 11:15ish
Where: Treat's house

( She hadn't seen it coming. )

Who: Emyli and Toby
Where: U of M Hospital
When: Just before Noon

( How's tricks? )

Who: Brien, Hyemi, Lotti, Rowan
When: That is such an awesome question
Where: Tunnel of Lo-HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ;_;

Rowan's feet were freezing. She huffed irritably and tried to find a more comfortable position. She made to roll over, and promptly slid a few more inches down the incline. She was now up to her knees in water. ...the hell?

Rowan's eyes snapped open, and she still felt that heavy sensation. That was what had happened. She'd been at the dance, hating every second of it, and things had started to feel heavy. After that? Nothing. Where the hell was she? She could hardly see anything. The ground beneath her felt like some kind of metal. She was on an incline. She could hear water dripping. There was a light behind her, but it was small and flickering, and pointing the other way. Rowan looked around, and realized she wasn't alone. She couldn't tell who was with her, her eyes were still adjusting to the darkness. She took a deep breath and pushed up, trying to find flatter ground. "Um... hello?" Her voice echoed. This was bad. "Wake up. Somebody, wake up. We're in trouble."

WHO: Lady Vi, Cheyenne, Lee, Keelin, dinosaurs
WHERE: Jurassic Park
WHEN: Party's Over O'Clock

The one and only time Violet had ever gotten involved in debauchery that led to her waking up in a strange place, she'd gotten pregnant. Of course, there was absolutely no concern that that would ever happen again, but the point was that Lady Vi did not enjoy waking up in dirt in a strange place. It triggered all sorts of unhappy memories that she really did not want to have to deal with. Now or ever again. Ever being the rest of her life. The rest of her life being now somewhat predicted to be considerably shorter considering the circumstances she and three other chaperones had found themselves in.

( Yeah, but, John, if The Pirates of the Caribbean breaks down, the pirates don't eat the tourists. )

Who: Juliette, MacKenna, Crowley, Samantha, Treat
When: Half past Fuct O'Clock
Where: the SUPER dark carnival

The seatbelt was digging into MacKenna's tummy, and she groaned and tried to find a more comfortable position. She was not ready to wake up, but she was so damned uncomfortable. The seatbelt was secured too tightly for her to move much though, and eventually she opened her eyes. She blinked twice in confusion, and then her eyes went wide. She was not in Treat's car or any car, but she was looking down at a wooden track.

"The fuck?" She sat up straight, quickly looking around. She was in the first car of a roller coaster, and it was moving slowly down a long decline. Too slowly, really, and the seatbelt was the only thing keeping her in place. What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck I didn't even drink that much last night! She had woken up in some pretty strange places before, but this one took the cake. She tried to remember what the fuck she had done last night. The last thing she remembered was Crowley being drunk, and deciding to take him in some closet somewhere before he was too drunk to be any fun. She'd only been a little buzzed! She was still feeling a little buzzed. She was still wearing her homecoming dress. Frowning, she twisted as much as she could to look behind her. Crowley was there, along with a few girls she didn't recognize. Towards the back of the car, she could see Treat. Out cold. Buzzed or not, Kenna knew something was very wrong. "Treat?! What's going on? Wake up, you lot!"