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May. 26th, 2020





Hello, I am Audrey Carpenter, but I am pretty sure most of you know that. Um.

I'm not really sure what to write here, but I was told it'd be beneficial for everyone, so here goes:

My memory [...] isn't what it was. The doctors said it can happen after [...] unpleasant events. They're not sure when or if it will come back, but they'll be working with me closely over the next few months.

I get out of the hospital in a week or two, I'll be moving in somewhere with my cousin?. [...] I am going to be reading through old posts to try and see if it helps at all, and to re-familiarize myself as best as I can.

So, I guess this is a re-introduction of sorts, and so no one gets too confused if I don't recall who you are.


Also, thank you to everyone who looked for me and came to the hospital. I was told it was a lot. Oh, also. Whoever found me? Thanks. I can't remember your name.

May. 24th, 2020



If only the beauty of spring would continue on through summer minus the miserable heat. I am not looking forward to it. Aside from that, well… I won’t jinx myself by saying anything more than life is relatively decent.

I have not posted anything in a while, so I thought I’d share something a little different than my usual.

Out of the mid-wood's twilight
Into the meadow's dawn,
Ivory limbed and brown-eyed,
Flashes my Faun!

He skips through the copses singing,
And his shadow dances along,
And I know not which I should follow,
Shadow or song!

O Hunter, snare me his shadow!
O Nightingale, catch me his strain!
Else moonstruck with music and madness
I track him in vain!

- Oscar Wilde

Apr. 19th, 2020



In Repose, we do not fear the past.

Apr. 2nd, 2020


[Above Webster's, in Daniel's place: Hannah & Daniel, + Si.]

[After, she slept. Sleep, sleep, fitful dreams and still wearing the night's costume. She had no notion of the passage of time, but no one did when they slept, and in this she wasn't different than anyone else who slept. But she dreamed, and this was new. She hadn't found herself wading in dreams since before. Before, because everything in her life was before and after. Before the house, and before Marcus, and before dying, and before awakening. And, now, before this. Before this bed and the fluttering open of her eyes as the world lost its blur. But she couldn't move. She couldn't and couldn't and couldn't, and this again. She grit her teeth and made sounds akin to whimpers and whines, and she could see the man in the chair beside the bed.]


[Posted anonymously, public.]

I am to inform a personage named Siye not to worry.

Apr. 1st, 2020


[Completed log: Hannah & Daniel]

Who: Daniel & Hannah
What: A run-in (Completed)
Where: The Carnival
When: Now, tonight
Warnings/Rating: Daniel might eat someone Daniel definitely ate someone.

The town was a misty memory for Daniel. The roads were more broad than that misty memory afforded, quieter, with less gravel and more sheen. Repose was at once louder and more quiet than he expected, lacking strolling bodies or clusters of people on the corners of the roads, but filled with vehicles both large and small moving at all speeds. )

Jan. 12th, 2020


misha, adrian, daniel, damian

[Locked to Misha B.]

Misha, I haven't heard from you in some time, I hope all is well? Liam needs help

[Locked to Adrian M.]

Hello Adrian. Are you still away?

[Locked to Daniel W.]

How are you, Daniel? Have you returned from your travels? I wonder if you ever received my letter?

[Locked to Damian W. when Misha does not answer and Dietre cannot find any trace of him on the forums.]

Damian, where is Misha? Is he with you?

Jan. 7th, 2020


[Not really news: Music Store Occupants]

[(TIME FUZZ. So it happens whenever it's convenient for you.)

The contents of the first apartment of the music store, whose only occupant is currently the white cat Mimi, has been lately altered. The changes are subtle and take a moment to notice, but anyone who goes in there often enough might figure out what is different about this picture, if they weren't distracted by more monumental events.

The furniture is unaltered, the great bed with its missing canopy still a king of white duvet and fluffy pillows, the stout bookshelves still crammed with old books forced in at all angles. Daniel's various odds and ends are still largely housed in wood crates the size of steamer trunks stacked somewhat haphazardly against one wall. Blue tea towels still hang from the oven door. The reading lamp is still plugged in over the big armchair, and the chipped mugs and silver tea set are all still in place, if a bit dusty. Mimi's toys are still scattered about, and her litterbox is in the otherwise untouched bathroom.

However, the microwave is gone. So is the phone charger, which used to be by the bed. The record player is gone, and the radio too. There's a straight razor hidden in a drawer instead of an electric one charging on the bathroom sink. Rather than the old brick of a laptop computer, there's now a manual typewriter in astonishingly good condition with a strange linen-paper sheet set onto the roller. The sheet is blank. The typewriter doesn't have a plug, but it clicks every now and then, as if waiting.

All the modern newspapers that used to stack up by the door are gone. So are the magazines. And the paperback novels--and in fact, anything published after Queen Victoria's death is MIA. The place feels kind of spacious... and anticipatory.]

Jan. 5th, 2020


Marta F, Dietre A, F Eames, Hazel H, Mal R, Daniel W, Public

[Locked to Marta F]
I so didn't mean to leave you hanging dude. How was NY?

[Locked to Dietre A]
[He hasn't heard from him a while, but he tries anyway.]

[Locked to Feames]
Walked into any ones dreams lately?

[Locked to Hazel H]
[...After some thinking.]
Hey dude I think we maybe got off on the wrong foot. Do you want to try again or just like write it off?

[Locked to Mal R]
Dude I forgot to ask after your holidays my bad

[Locked to Daniel W]
[Also just to try.]
Mr. W?

Is anyone looking for a front desk type job?

Dec. 17th, 2019


Daniel W

I feel, as something of a service to the community, that I should check to see that you are, in fact, alive. They - the ubiquitous "They" - say that you died some time ago and your corpse hasn't been collected from above the record store. I suppose a reply would be sufficient to ascertain the truth.

Then again, they also say you're a vampire. I suppose both things could be true.

Nov. 24th, 2019


Into Town: Daniel/OPEN

Who: Daniel & Aubrey!
What: Some mild crazy and teeth!
Where: Outside the Bus Station
When: Day after
Warnings/Rating: None

He was not concerned, and didn’t wonder why. )

Sep. 5th, 2019


delivery: a letter

[VERY backdated. Written not long after Misha's suggestion.]

[Daniel W.]

Dear Daniel,

Misha tells me you are on a journey of self improvement, and so I’d like to send you my best wishes for your success. I hope my letter finds you well as it leaves me at present. I also hope that you will not be away and on your own for too long. I feel we haven’t had many opportunities to talk before you left, and I regret that, as I do enjoy talking with you and appreciate your interest in my music.

Life in Repose has been carrying on with it's usual strangeness, though I doubt that is anything anyone would miss, so I’ll tell you of the more normal goings on instead. I’ve worked on another production by Ren Solitaire. It was a musical this time, as well as a comedy; Spamalot. The humor was quite lost on me, it all seemed rather nonsensical, but being able to lose myself in the challenge of getting the music side of it all together was strangely exciting, albeit stressful.

In general, though, I have not been as stressed as I was before. You might think me a new person when we meet again. I often feel like one. I suppose that is the good being in love will do. I feel guilty, however, feeling happy when my friends are going through difficult times. I assume you’ve heard what happened to Holly? Noah told me he had been shot during an incident at the facility. He recovered, but that same incident has caused much trouble for my roommate, Adrian March. It is all shrouded in mystery, I know very little of what happened, only that Adrian is now incarcerated at the facility due to his involvement. It is terribly frustrating not to be able to do anything about it.

Ah, I said I wasn’t going to write about Repose’s strangeness, but it seems impossible to avoid doing so when it is threaded through everything that happens here. Wherever you are, enjoy being free of it! Unless you are missing it? Either way, I hope to see you again soon.

Yours, Dietre Abendroth

PS: Forgive me if this letter lacks focus, I’ve not written very many in my life. I promise to do better in my next, should you wish for me to write another.

Jul. 11th, 2019


Deliveries, Texts, and Letters, oh my!

[There are a few assorted homemade cookie deliveries around town, as Claire is wont to do.
One to Janus: You are too smart for me. How have you manipulated me into making you cookies all the time? ~Claire
One to Hannah: Thank you for being you. Dinner soon. ~Claire
One to Ren: You certainly picked an interesting show. ~Claire
One to Misha: Love you. No matter what. ~Claire
One to Alex: I hope the new job is going well! Thank you for the story time! ~Claire
And TWO to Kratos: For the both of you. Thank you, again. ~Claire]

[Text: Lucifer M]
Will you be coming to Rome?

[Letter: Daniel W]
A letter penned thoughtfully, in French, on her heavy pristine white stationary. )

May. 19th, 2019




Were you the artist in a dream?

May. 18th, 2019


some letters and locks in the form of goodbyes

[lock to damian w]

Hello Damian, I wanted to let you know that I've decided to leave Repose. I may very well come back, but I decided to visit my family in America, then travel back home for a while and spend some time in Europe. I've gotten a bit complacent here, and it's time for a change. Which does not mean you get to stop talking to me and telling me how you are.

[lock to misha b]

Hello Misha. I'm afraid I've decided to leave Repose for the time being to do a bit of travelling. I know I can trust you to look after Damian, but who will look after you?

[lock to jamie m]

Jamie, I've decided to leave Repose and go on an extended trip. I'm afraid I don't know if I'll be back, but I insist you keep in touch.

[lock to daniel w]

Daniel, I'm leaving town and travelling to Europe. [...] If the mood strikes you, you should consider visiting while I'm over there. I know you don't travel much, but a change might suit you, you never know.

[note to ren s]

Ren, just wanted to let you know that I'm leaving Repose. I wish you only the best. Please take care of yourself.

[note delivered to tandy b]

Tandy, I'm terribly sorry to tell you that I've made the decision to leave town, and will be shutting the antique store as a result. I'm sorry to leave you in the lurch so soon after employing you - please let me know if I can provide you with a good reference.

May. 15th, 2019


Delivery: Adrian M, Daniel W, "News"

[Delivery: Adrian M]

[Delivered by owl, after sundown. A note. It simply tells Adrian that Newt is going to join Patrick for a time. He's taken his case, the dog, and the cats. They'll be back and please, take care of himself.]

[Delivery: Daniel W]

[Left under the door to Daniel's flat is a note from Newt. It says he's going abroad for a bit, but that he'll be back and would he please look after Adrian now and again.]

[Any forums locked to Newt do go through, but they remain unanswered. The cabin in the woods is empty and locked up.]

May. 5th, 2019


Various locks.

[To start...] [Damian & Misha.]

If I may have a word.


You are still playing?


And how do you fare?

Apr. 28th, 2019


Louis D, Dietre A, Adrian M, Iris M, Daniel W, Public

[Locked to Louis D]
Louis Donovan.

[Locked Dietre A]
Hello, Dietre Abendroth.

[Locked to Adrian M]
Adrian March, I will check in on you.

[Locked to Iris M]

[Locked to Daniel W]
Hello, Daniel.

[Posted anonymously.]

I would have murdered you, so I am glad you turned to sand in your paradise.

ETA: [Locked to Misha B]

Apr. 26th, 2019


daniel w

[locked to daniel w]
do vampires dream?
anne rice never told me that.
neither did vampire the masquerade.
or twilight.

Apr. 25th, 2019


Daniel W, Billy K, Louis D, Marta F, Lou R

[Locked to Daniel W]
All right, Daniel?

[Locked to Billy K]
I suppose that didn't help matters.

[Locked to Louis D]
Are you all right, Louis?

[Locked to Marta F]

[Locked to Lou R]
Hello, Lou, I'm Patrick's boyfriend.

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