Madison Valley Role Play

Seriously. What's with all the death threats around this place?

I still don't see the point of this Christmas Day.

Is it just me or have we suddenly developed an invasion of Harry Potter people?

I don't suppose you have anything stronger than aspirinfor pain?

WHO: Cato and OPEN
WHAT: Evening workout
WHEN: Monday evening
WHERE: The gym
WARNINGS: Typical Hunger Games Warnings
STATUS: Open/Ongoing

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Grey.

Okay, first there's the nemetoad nemeton ordeal, my son and his friends decided to become alternative sacrifices and now, when all I need in life is a glass of wine and Patrick Dempsey, I ended up here?

Scott, what did you and Stiles break exactly?

The medicine here stinks. I feel like a cave person. But I can keep my eyes open for a while, so I'll take it, I guess.

On an unrelated note, I have a 'future person' question:

How do you handle people trying to stop you on the street? We don't walk around, there's no social protocol for it. I'm twitchy.

Oh, please, gods, I hope this works. I've been trying to get a message through for hours, but there are so many buttons and it keeps erasing what I'm trying to say...

Hello? Please? Is someone there?

I've been contemplating the matter and having been here for several months now I have to say that living here doesn't seem nearly as awful as it did at first. There are still distasteful elements, of course, but I am quite able to separate myself from them.

It isn't the worst place to be.

Hey, everyone.

My name's Peeta Mellark, and I wasn't in the best shape when I got here didn't greet all of you as I should have.

When we introduce ourselves at the games

So, I guess what would be interesting to know, since we're all from different places - what's the thing that's most different between this place and your home?

For me, there's so much food, and everyone has so much money. My father owned the bakery in our town, but I could hardly ever afford cookies or cakes, because the cost of sugar was so high. But here, I see kids coming in the morning before school every day and buying two or three doughnuts. It's crazy.

So, what about everyone else?

Seriously?

After everything- God, Jeremy and I were finally-

This really sucks

I can safely say randomly waking up in small town, Indiana, was NOT on my bucket list.

Who: Stiles and Lydia
What: A date. Or something like a date. Is it a date?
Where: A fancy little restaurant he found.
When: Sunday night.
Rating: Low probably!
Status: Ongoing/Incomplete.

( I was just guessing at numbers and figures/Pulling the puzzles apart/Questions of science/Science and progress/Could not speak as loud as my heart. )

Dude. Dude.

I think I just asked Lydia out on a date.

[Filtered to everyone but Lydia Martin]

Okay so I haven't been here very long so I'm hoping that someone will have a good idea. What's the best place in town to take someone out for a nice dinner?

I don't think I'll ever get used to this town.

These people are crazy and what they've told me makes no sense.

They also tried to tell me that I need a guardian. I don't need one since I already have one.

Marcel? Where is Marcel?

Is there -

I mean -

Uh...

What I mean to say is that the bakery is having a special on my cheesebuns today, so you should come by and get some.

[Filtered against Katniss]

Is there someone I can talk to?

[Filtered to Alicia Florrick]

Miss Florrick? My name's Peeta Mellark, and I've spoken with you before. I...I'm not well. And I'm worried that I may be putting Katniss in danger. Could you...she can't stay with me. Not like this. I can't - I can't risk hurting her. And I don't know. I'd never do it on purpose. But...I can't - I mean, I'm not well.

Help me, please, someone

[Filtered to Katniss]

I think it would be safer better if you...found another place to stay for a few days. I couldn't bear to hurt you It would make things a lot safer for you be for the best.

Don't make deals with the freaking faeries.

[Filtered; Fix]
Where the hell is Lily?

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[Filtered; Murphy]
Okay. I'm just going to say it. I need help.

Long days and pleasant nights to ya, especially to the new people who've come todash in the last week or so. I've not given greetings to the most of ya, and I'd like to change that.

I'm Roland Deschain, of Gilead, son of Steven and of the Line of Eld. As for what I do, in my home we say I deal in lead. At home, we're the defense against the world moving on, and if we can't stop it, we try at least to slow it, say true. We fight for the Affiliation, for the White, and against the forces of the Red. We offer aid and succor to those in need, and protect those who can't help themselves. It's noble work for a noble line, and we hold in our minds and in our hearts the faces of our fathers.

Those of ya from this world might have read the terrible books about me; books that take place when I'm a good bit older than I am now. It's not so strange, that these books exist, so it's not, for all the worlds are connected by the Tower and the Beams, but I'll not talk of it. It's like as not you've got such things in other worlds; I'll set my watch and warrant on it.

Now this world's made it clear to me and my ka-mate that our services aren't welcome, and I'll not rehash the argument, say sorry. But I'd greet each and every one of you, and offer what I can to ya as a Gunslinger of Gilead.

May we all be well-met in this place.

[Filtered to Cuthbert]

'Bert, I'm weary of this.

I try only to introduce myself to the new arrivals, and they'll not let me do so in peace.

Who: Scott, Allison and Stiles later
What: Reunions
Where: In town and then who knows!
When: Monday morning
Warnings: TBD

( no one compares to you, i'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side )

So I'm just supposed to live here now?

I think it's going to snow soon. I can feel it.

And no, I didn't do it, Harry. It's almost winter.

Would anyone like a snowball? The edible kind.

WHO: Clove and OPEN
WHAT: First day of school
WHEN: Monday lunchtime
WHERE: The local school
WARNINGS: TBD

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I dunno about you guys, but it makes me feel like we're at home with all these potential zombies hanging around suddenly. Oh, right, except for the shitty tech, the death traps, and cows.

But, you know. Zombies. There's no place like home.

ykoai, question everyone bezcause i need an unnbiaesd opinion.

let's say you knofw 2 epople and these 2 pleople decide to plotz, orchestrate and carry out a plan to brign down the downfall of another person. which zwas stupid because hello that brlings down everyone. so of course the plan goes all hto wcrap because one of the people totxally betrjayed mthe other and asll of her supposed fzriends who are now dead. kinda thinking she wasn't reallcy their friend.

so olne of them has all of hdis friends murdered and his hmom murdered. oh and he's run ouet of town adn thinks he'll die anyminut bcuz it was all threatend tht downfalll guyy was gonna find and kill him .th other gets doff scott free ilke nothing ever happened.

someone explain two me how the zhell this is foair?

[ooc: someone has been drinking nonstop for the last few hours]

Who: Stiles and Lydia
What: Reuniting.
Where: At the med center the refugees use.
When: Saturday morning.
Rating: Probably low! Will update if needed.
Status: Closed/Incomplete.

( I see lies in the eyes of a stranger/Whoa/You'll be living in danger. )

My shoes are freaking ruined and my phone case is beyond repair. Screw this place.

What the hell?

Thank you very much, Twilight Zone of a life.

Crashing into a tree in a jeep? Leaves one with a concussion and very vivid but strange hallucinations.