The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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January 23rd, 2014
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| Who: Clementine and Skylar Where: The Greenhouse When: Afternoon | ||||||||
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January 13th, 2014
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| Who: Micah, Sky, and Clem When: Afternoon Where: Hospital, then her house ( Right? ) | ||||||||
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December 30th, 2013
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| Who: Skylar and Zania Where: Zania’s House When: Afternoon Skylar was a frantic mess. He’d gone to Zania’s house, but she wasn’t there and after looking in the window it didn’t look good. So he’d gone out looking himself. He had no idea what he was going to do if he found someone, or anyone, but he was determined to find Clementine. Exhausted after hours of looking and with nothing to show for it, he headed back to Zania’s house to see if he could find her and get some more help. Or some answers. Or maybe she was just home and it was all bad dream. ( I'll get lucky ) | ||||||||
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December 10th, 2013
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| Who: Devin and Skylar Where: the greenhouse, then onward When: afternoon When Devin left Eatzy’s, he had the faintest aroma of alcohol hanging around him. It might’ve been from where he’d spilled some on his hoodie, or it might have been his breath. Not that it mattered that much. Justin had cemented Devin’s opinion of him and even raised it a notch: the guy was seriously fucking cool for sharing his stash of booze with him. Not that it had been anywhere near enough to get him plastered. No, it was just the right amount for him to lose some of his usual edginess. He didn’t even mind the intermittent pissing rain all that much; he simply pulled his hood over his head and tugged the denim jacket he wore over the hoodie more tightly around him. He was only walking over to the greenhouse anyway, and it wasn’t that far. He and Skylar had hung out a few times, and they got on okay. Plus, the guy always had weed and sometimes tobacco. Devin wasn’t a big weed-head, but he didn’t mind it once in a while. Letting himself into the greenhouse, he called out, “Skylar! You here?” He made a mental note to be careful walking, since there wasn’t much light to speak of with the gloomy day and the power out. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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November 26th, 2013
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| Who: Clementine and Skylar Where: Skylar's house When: morning Clementine didn’t want to be doing this. What with everything between them, she didn’t exactly want to be scoping out Skylar right now but she felt compelled to make sure he was alright, after a night like last night. She was worried he would have gone out there to make sure the plants were fine and somehow not gotten back inside. Whatever it was, Clementine was now facing down his door, deciding whether or not to knock on it when her hand just reached out and made the sound for her. ( nowhere but here ) | ||||||||
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November 19th, 2013
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| Who: Lydia and Skylar Where: The Greenhouse When: Afternoon Despite being a ghost, Lydia managed to get wet by the rain. She wasn’t sure how, exactly, but it felt so real that she could feel her clothes getting damp. Rather than stay outside and see if she got soaked, she ran into the nearest building, pleased to find herself in a greenhouse. “Hello?” she called out, walking through it and looking at all the plants. It felt so alive inside, life in a little glass box. ( Pretty insightful for a ghost ) | ||||||||
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November 5th, 2013
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| Who: Clementine and Skylar Where: Clementine’s house When: evening Skylar left Nic and despite the residual high he wandered back to his house to shower and change clothes before heading to Clementine’s. Once he got to her house there was a clear hesitation on the porch, not knocking right away because he wasn’t sure how to go about things. Or what he would say. For a good few minutes he stood there, trying to decide and eventually he gave up, knocking anyway and hoping she was home. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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October 30th, 2013
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| Who: Nic and Skylar, with a brief appearence from Micah Where: Nic's house When: Late morning Kenzie had stayed late and Skylar had wound up sleeping in his truck. When he woke up he was very aware that he was in a worse place than before and drug himself out of the truck, falling over the side before deciding what he wanted. He didn't bother with a shower, hair still askew, wearing the leather jacket and scarf he'd slept and and headed straight for Nic's house, knocking on the door. Who cared if Dr. Sexy was there. Skylar didn't. He wanted to talk to his friend and he wasn't stopping it until he got him dressed and headed for the diner with coffee. Nic was expecting Skylar, even if he didn’t know when. He’d gotten up, showered, and called in to put himself on call. If he was going to get baked with Skylar, he didn’t need to be officially at work. Hopefully there’d be no emergency that required his assistance. When the knock came to the door, Nic went to answer it dressed in a t-shirt in jeans. At the sight of Skylar standing before him in slight disarray, he raised both brows. “Did you start without me?” ( The boys catch up ) | ||||||||
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October 16th, 2013
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| Who: Kenzie and Skylar When: Evening Where: Skylar's truck After Jyoti had left, Skylar had given up on work and gone for getting stoned instead. Which meant he'd spent the day wrapped up in his leather jacket and scarf sitting in the bed of the truck he'd brought into the dome but rarely used. It was where he'd lived for some years there and not it was just soothing. "Shit's a bit fucked up," he told the sky. "When's it not Ace?" Skylar sighed and drug his fingers through his hair, shaking his head. "Doesn't matter. I don't want it to be fucked up. I want things to be cool. They need to just work out." ( Now you're making rules. ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Jyoti and Skylar Where: The greenhouse When: Late morning ( and calling bullshit ) | ||||||||
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September 11th, 2013
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| Who: Kenzie and Skylar When: Evening Where: The greenhouse Kenzie stayed with Lance for most of the day, dozing off beside him, then hovering and trying to make him eat. It was nightfall when she began to get restless, having been coped up all day with her cousin. So she showered, piled her hair on top of her head, reapplied her make up, and set out for an adventure. Or at least a walk, since it seemed like adventure inside the dome was dodging death. It occurred to her after walking around a bit that it had been a couple days... she thought... since Kenzie saw Skylar at the park. With a destination in mind, Kenzie bought an empty cup from the guy at Eatzy's, then walked to the bar to get a drink. She poured the alcohol into her drink cup from the diner, complete with a top and a straw, and then began the trek to the greenhouse, sipping at her drink the entire way. When she got there, she wandered inside, her straw between her lips as she began to look around for any sign that he might be there. ( so this is over? ) | ||||||||
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September 6th, 2013
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| Who: Skylar and Clementine Where: Clementine's house When: afternoon Skylar had a plan to stay awake and wait for Clementine, but that didn’t go so well. Between the blood loss and not really sleeping he found himself curled up on her couch, laying on his side, pillow clenched against his chest. Clementine hadn’t expected to see Skylar when she’d come home but there he was, on the couch in her house. After their run-in at his booth, she hadn’t thought he’d come to see her. But there he was and she didn’t really know what to do right now. Why was he asleep on her couch? Confused, Clementine sidestepped him and went to the kitchen, pouring two cups of water while she tried to make sense of this. She came back and put one down on the table near him, debating whether or not to speak to him. After a long, long moment, she cleared her throat and waited to see if that took. ( And deals ) | ||||||||
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September 5th, 2013
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| Who: Skylar and Zania Where: Zania and Clementine's house When: late morning Skylar had gone and gotten completely stoned after Nic had left him, if only so he didn’t dream about vampires and shit and weird and in the end he’d slept in the greenhouse because honestly that felt safer for no good reason. It probably wasn’t. Maybe wasn’t. When he left his house, he knew where he was going, still wearing the clothes from the day before, hair sticking up weirdly from where he’d slept on it, but he had a plan. He was going to talk to Clementine, figure out why she just freaked out on him for no good reason and then make it better. If he could. He could. He would. That was what he was telling himself at least when he knocked on her door, rocking on his feet and bobbing his head to music no one else could hear. ( You're a vampire ) | ||||||||
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August 25th, 2013
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| Who:Skylar and Nic Where: The festival When: Evening Skylar was all but scowling as the sun went down, packing up his things. He’d sold almost everything, but that hadn’t fixed his mood. He was still upset about whatever the hell had gone on with Clementine. She let some vampire dude drink her blood? How fucking weird was that. There were clubs for those sorts in LA and they were weird as fuck no matter how hot the chicks were. And then, then, Clementine got upset with him for not being amused that some other dude biting her was awesome. Frustrated, Sklyar slammed his fist against the table in his booth, shaking the plant sitting on it. “Probably means you like her, Ace,” he said, to himself, though the voice wasn’t quite right. “Yeah, well, I don’t. She’s just strange,” he answered, voice back to his normal cadence. ( they're just freaks right? ) | ||||||||
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August 20th, 2013
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| Who: Skylar and Clementine When: Afternoon Where: Picnic Warnings: Light language ( Gone Wrong ) | ||||||||
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August 13th, 2013
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| Who: Kenzie and Skylar When: Afternoon Where: Central Park/Pot Luck There was some kind of happening going on in the park. Kenzie walked through it, amused by the food set up, and the games and booths. Just like a bunch of people hadn't been slaughtered by animals over the past few nights. A way to boost morale, she figured, finding the dome even more odd than she usually did. She was getting down to her last couple cigarettes, which was going to be bad for everyone within fifty feet of her over the course of the next week if she didn't find more, but it was hard to find a supplier inside of Delphi, especially when Kenzie was used to be the supplier. She wandered through the crowd, munching on a piece of celery in one hand as she slowed occasionally near one of the vendor booths, skimming over the things they were selling. Nothing caught her eye at all until she passed a smaller booth with some homemade jewelry displayed on it. The girl behind the booth was chatting up some guy, and Kenzie could tell by the body language and blatantly phony, flirtatious laughter that the girl had barely registered Kenzie's prescence. It was probably too easy to take the dangly bracelet, but she did it anyway, taking another bite of her celery stick as she slipped the bracelet into her pocket and began to walk away, exchanging the bracelet for her pack of cigarettes as she pulled her hand out again. She had the money to buy the bracelet, but that was no fun. She didn't buy pretty things, she took them. A collection was much more fun when there was a challenge in getting it to grow. | ||||||||
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August 3rd, 2013
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| Who: Zania, Clementine, and Skylar Where: Zan & Clem's House When: Pre-Dawn It had been a long, quiet night, the kind Zania didn’t need when she was in a bad mood, because it meant she just sat around and stewed on the issue. She had no more answers today than she’d had yesterday, or would likely have tomorrow, but it was hard to get her mind off Mickey. Plus, she was getting hungry, and she was officially out of blood. It wasn’t a good way to start the day, though sleep was first on her list as she crept into the house just before dawn. If she’d been human, she might have missed the couple on the couch, but two heartbeats had to be investigated. She tip-toed towards them and smiled, not wanting to wake them. Why hadn’t they made it to the bed? It would have been much more comfortable for two. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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July 29th, 2013
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| Who: Clementine and Skylar When: Afternoon/evening Where: Clementine's house ( and welcome. ) | ||||||||
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July 23rd, 2013
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| Who: Claire and Skylar When: Morning Where: The greenhouse When Claire woke, she was still at Gabe’s, having been unable to find the desire or courage to return home to sleep. Thankfully Ms. Bloom had been understanding of it, considering the circumstances. Claire was still feeling numb, and grief stricken, but she knew there were things that needed to be done. So after returning home, and avoiding Ren’s room all together, Claire showered, dressed and grabbed her umbrella to head over to the greenhouse. She was exhausted and knew she wouldn’t be attending school, or even work, that day. There was no way Claire would have been able to concentrate, or even get through the day without crying. No, she wanted to stay home, curled up under a blanket until she could actually feel something again. Stepping into the greenhouse, Claire lowered her umbrella to search for Skylar. “Hello?” ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Gin + Skylar Where: Anywhere When: Afternoon Warnings: None Gin took another break from painting. The first one had been to see Lia in the hospital. This one was to go looking for inspiration. Barefoot with colors of paint streaking her red hair, she ventured out of her studio and onto the road. Delphi wasn't all that big and she'd walked the circumference before. As well as the bisecting roads and ... well maybe every road. She was always in search of something new to pique her interest, to paint. She walked for an hour until she had no idea where she was. A feeling she liked because it felt foreign to the confined space of a dome. She pulled out her sketch book and her charcoal and pursed her lips, ready to sketch the first thing she saw that caught her eye. | ||||||
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