The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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January 14th, 2014
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| Who: Jack and Maggie Where: The Woods, then Jack's Place When: Evening Jack had gotten word from Eli and his crew where to hunt down Maggie and her captor. After he knew his sister was safe, even if he and Mannix hadn't gotten to her on time, he went for her. When he got there, he faced off against the vampire, winding up ripping his throat out deep enough to hit spine, then he kept pulling on the spine to sever the head. It was harder to get heads to come off without thumbs. But he managed it, and the vampire turned to dust, which was fucked up, but better than nothing. Then he went to track Maggie's scent. When he discovered it was a patch of earth he tracked her scent to, a bolt of panic hit him. He started digging, as fast as he could – something he could do better as a wolf so everything had it's perks and drawbacks, now didn't it. There was mud around Maggie’s eyes from where she’d been crying. How long had she been trapped beneath the earth? It felt like days, but she knew that couldn’t be right. She shouldn’t be able to breathe that long, yet she continued to live. The idea that she might starve to death after being buried alive was so ridiculous that she’d laughed until she’d cried, fallen asleep then woken up to cry some more. She tried to dig herself out, but didn’t even know which way was up. For all she knew, she was digging herself deeper into the ground. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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October 29th, 2013
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| Who: Jack and Maggie Where: Maggie’s House When:After midnight Maggie didn’t know when Jack would show, but she expected it to be before midnight. When the clock struck twelve, she turned out the lights, washed her face, put on her pjs, and crawled into bed. Maybe he’d forgotten or gotten tied up elsewhere. She knew he was a busy guy, that he wasn’t the sort she needed to invest in, but it was so easy to be drawn in. Jack made her feel special, like she was the only girl he had eyes for, and while she wanted that to be true, she seriously doubted that was the case. Maggie drifted off into a fitful sleep, worrying in her dreams of other reasons Jack might not have shown. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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August 9th, 2013
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| Who: Maggie and Jack Where: Maggie's House When: Early Morning Rain was never promising for business. When people didn’t have cars to get them around town, they didn’t wander out into the rain to get their hair or nails done. So when Maggie woke up to dark clouds and raindrops, she decided to stay home and instead settled in to read up on dogs. She was going through the books that Jack had brought her on veterinary medicine, slowly learning all she could learn. It was going to take some time, but she thought once she’d read everything, she could start advertising herself as a vet, while also working at the salon. Even if all she had was book knowledge, she had to start somewhere. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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June 28th, 2013
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| Who: Jack and Maggie Where: her house When: during the storm Warnings: language Jack loved a good storm. It was something he always appreciated, one of the simpler things in life. But he did. So, when it was storming like a bitch in the Dome--which as he understood it, wasn’t actually meant to happen--he was out on his own porch, smoking, just enjoying it. He had his feet propped up on the swing out there, and when he saw Maggie making a mad dash to her house, he smiled. He took another long drag, then stubbed out his cigarette. Without really thinking it over much, he headed over, possibly just because he wanted to see her soaked to the bone. Plus the power was out, and he had a lighter for candle and lantern use. Taking a stroll across the street, he purposely took his time, both not minding the downpour soaking him too and because hey, if they were both like that... ( wet clothes and a scar story ) | ||||||||
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June 7th, 2013
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| Who: Maggie and Jack Where: Central Park When: Noon-ish It was only a few hours before the festival was set to start and Maggie still had some finishing touches to put on the popcorn booth. Mickey had helped her finish the construction, but the painting and decorations? That was all her. She’d painted the whole thing red the day before and now was finishing up the lettering, incredibly pleased with the final product. With all that had been happening, the festival was something fun to look forward to, even if it was going to be a long day for her. She’d been in at work at nine, then immediately went to work on the booth. At some point, she needed to grab lunch, but not until the booth was done. The paint needed time to dry and then she could eat. If nothing else, she’d stuff her face with popcorn later that night. Jack wasn't quite sure if he was going to be attending the festival. It wasn't really his scene, so much. But at the same time, he didn't want boredom to set in. Him and being bored weren't a good mixture. He shouldn't be left to his own devices when that happened. It was probably his biggest concern about being in the dome. Thankfully, just as he was thinking about driving the boredom demon back, he spotted a nice, shiny distraction. He ghosted up behind Maggie, coming to a stop to stand quietly behind her and just to the left, eyes up on the lettering she was doing. "Look at you, all arts and crafts." ( a little give and take ) | ||||||||
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May 5th, 2013
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| Who: Maggie and Jack Where: Maggie's House When: Afternoon Warnings: Language It was a nice enough afternoon, so Maggie had chosen to sit out on the front porch and read, while her siblings were up in their rooms doing their homework. Except they weren’t really their rooms, since they didn’t sleep there. They just came over after school and hung out, then went back to the orphanage for dinner and bedtime. It drove her crazy that they couldn’t just live with her, and she posed the question to the board on an almost monthly basis, but at this point she was used to the routine. She had no appointments this afternoon, which meant she should have been helping out on a farm for a little extra cash, but things had been so crazy lately that she wanted a break, a nice quiet day and a good book. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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