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Sep. 4th, 2016


News: Lake

[It seems there's no lack of strange things going on in Repose as of late.

The lake becomes overrun with cats over the weekend. They seem to pour in to the area in a matter of hours, hundreds of them, and these cats, they are not necessarily friendly. Try to pet them and they'll scratch, bite, yowl, attack. It's best to give them their distance, it seems. There's no particular area of the lake that's more heavily concentrated than others. They're simply there, tails swishing, watching. Come Monday morning, most of the cats will have left except for a small population that's seems to settle in the wooded areas around the lake.]

Aug. 27th, 2016


Destiny S

[Locked to Destiny]

Sorry I left. Not good at these things.

Jul. 28th, 2016


[Will, Casper, Michael]

[Group lock: Will, Casper, Michael]
[After this.]

Anyone heard from Carver?

Jul. 20th, 2016


temp/scooby gang

[Scooby Gang]

I heard there was a party. I'm concerned it might have been like the last one.


Did you go to the party?

Jul. 19th, 2016



You asked me to spin you.

Do you remember?

Jun. 29th, 2016



Rooms for rent?

Jun. 3rd, 2016


News: The Lake

[Friday afternoon, first responders are called to the lake after a local fisherman calls in having found someone unconscious on the shore. The details surrounding how he came to be on the shore, drenched and hypothermic, are fuzzy. It's when he's finally settled in at the hospital that he manages to answer any questions. It's nothing more than names, however. Atticus. Carver. Will. Michael. He manages little more than that before falling asleep once more. It's not a restless sleep, however. This one is fraught by movement and jerks, a rapid heartbeat. Nightmares. Eventually, mild sedatives are used and the restlessness ceases.

Hospital officials make efforts to contact those that were named, starting with those who have less common names. Phone calls are made and messages are left.]

May. 23rd, 2016


News: The Lake

[Late Monday afternoon, there's a... disturbance at the lake. Swirling water, cloudy from the disturbance and impossible to see if one were to try to peer into the depths. Waves lap at the shores and any boats unlucky enough to be on the water are rocked to and fro. But the disturbance doesn't last long, a half hour at most. By early evening, the lake is still once more.

Any who investigate the soft ground at the shoreline might be lucky enough to spot the footprints that lead from the water. Bipedal but unlike the print of any human. The prints are only there until the water washes them away in the evening.]

Apr. 23rd, 2016


Bar: Atticus, Casper, Carver, Michael, Will

[Fixing relationships wasn't something Atticus did. Was too involved. Was too active. He wasn't looking at this as fixing anything. Was just some beers, and maybe things would calm down between his old students. Even suggesting the gathering was, for Atticus, very proactive. But evening came, and he found himself walking to the cop bar, hands in the pockets of his old and faded jeans, and a tan jacket over a sweatshirt that had faded from gray to near white.

As he neared the bar, Atticus briefly lit up a smoke. Carver probably didn't like cigarettes. Will might ask what they were. Better safe than sorry, and Atticus didn't even have a read on Casper these days. Michael he understood best, but Michael lived under his roof, and Atticus was fairly sure Michael was dead. Had died. Had died and was no longer dead. Wasn't sure how that worked, but Atticus didn't question it. Carver claimed to be dead. Have died. Same thing. Maybe Casper and Will died along the line. Could ask.

Atticus, as he pushed open the door to the crowded bar with it's gleaming wood, had to chide himself for even thinking it. Would be a hysterical opening line, wouldn't it? Hey, boys, you two also dead? But that would get everything off on the wrong foot. Macabre humor must be kept at a minimum. An altercation would only make the acrid and overly cold air that embraced Atticus turn into something much more solid and much more dangerous.

Just some beers. The pool table was free, and Atticus claimed it. Pool sticks could be weapons, but he hoped it didn't get that far. Ordered a beer, racked the balls, and waited for the first of the boys to arrive.]

Apr. 21st, 2016


Scooby Gang


Apr. 9th, 2016


[locked to scoobys - carver]

Guys, that could have gone better.

Apr. 7th, 2016


jas/scooby kids/carver

[Jas F.]


[Scooby Kids.]
[Because he's really great with words:]


[He deletes the thread after it gets out of hand.]

Mar. 23rd, 2016




who killed the cats? huh?

who fuckin' killed the cats?

that how you all are these days? killin' animals that didn't do anything to you? hm?

they weren't fuckin' hurtin' anyone.

and don't tell me they died of natural causes or some shit like that.

i know someone here's responsible.

i know.

and i'm gonna find you.

i'm gonna fuckin' find you.

Mar. 22nd, 2016



Did somebody plant catnip all around the lake or something?

Mar. 21st, 2016


News: The Lake


There are cats everywhere near the lake. It seems that every single stray cat in the area has decided to pay a visit, and more than a handful of them can be found near the new houseboat docked at the lake. Lounging, napping, basking in the sun... the cats don't seem to be causing a lot of trouble, but there are a lot of them.

None of the cats seem to be bothered by anyone approaching them.

They're just lounging.

Maybe there's something about the lake that's called them there.]

Mar. 15th, 2016



Is there a place around here that'll deliver groceries?

Mar. 14th, 2016


[news: the lake]

[Sometime early Monday morning, a houseboat docks at the lake. It's nothing fancy and it's certainly seen better days. There's no real news about the occupant to be found, but a post office box gets set up in the name of C. West later on Monday morning.]




From 8-11am on Saturdays, The Senator is going to be running Saturday Morning Cartoons. Various classics from Disney and Hanna-Barbera to the more modern Nickelodeon shows. All you can eat cereal. Pajamas encouraged. Kids 10 and under get in for free.

Don't forget about Classic Night on Thursdays! Always 2-for-1 admission. Our projectionist has much classier taste in film than I do. There's never anything with 'Shaolin' in the title, I promise.

In honor of recent events we have a few new limited-time flavors of milkshakes: Boo-Berry, Purple Mints, and High-Pressure Pop-Rocked Katabatic Pear-Masses.