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Bellum Anon (bellum_anon) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2010-04-27 23:02:00

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plot: fables

Who: Everyone!
What: Transformation Plot Post
Where: All over.
When: Moonrise on the 28th.
Warnings: All kinds, I expect.

The moon slipped up past the horizon full, round, and white. Its effects had been predicted, though perhaps not fully believed by the residents of the building.

Moonlight streamed through the windows of the building, washing the city in pale light. For the tenants of Bellum Letale, where ever they were, scattered in the night, it had a tangible effect.

Change rippled through the building, much as it had over a month before. But this was not simply a twitch in the fabric of things, gone in the blink of an eye. It was a rolling change, gradual as the moonrise, tangible, and, in some cases, likely terrifying in its inexorability. People became what they were, what they ought to have been, and what they weren't.

The moon was up, and trouble was about to run high in Bellum.

[Notes: Remember that the events of last month still apply-I.E, those who became vampires will be vampires when they take on their fable form, the Frog Prince will still be human after being turned back last plot, etc. Whether the fables are aware a month has passed since they were last around is up to the players. This log posted with the anon account so that the mods do not wake up tomorrow with 100 notifications in their gmail. Go forth and plot!]

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Re: R1

bookshelved
2010-04-28 05:52 am UTC (link)

The screaming began just after she'd exited the kitchen. First the Beast and then the woman. She rushed toward the doors (she had none of Ella's trauma, and therefore none of her fears), and she approached the master bedroom first, even though she still had a touch of trepidation at the thought of the Beast. Even still, her main concern was the Beast and not the unknown woman.

In the back of her mind she knew why the woman was there, and she knew it was important to take care of her, but in her current state, the man in the room mattered in a way that was overpowering and only eclipsed by her love for her father. She was there because of him, their fates were intertwined in a way that meant everything else was secondary, even if she was still wary.

She rattled the doorknob to the master bedroom, even as the woman wailed again. The sound, unexpected as it was, scared her enough to start vines in the corners of the room. She looked at them, told them to stop, and they did.

Then she rattled the door open. "Open the door please," she requested, then she stepped back and backed against the wall, in case he did as she'd asked.

	Re: R1 old_fashioned 2010-04-28 09:17 pm UTC (link)
	Beauty’s hand on her almost made Mina pause, realizing warm and close she was. And then she was startled once more by the sound of the destruction behind her and she went into the room, flinging the door closed behind her. “Lock it,” she said and leaned against the wood to hold it closed, falling to the ground with her back pressed upon it. That was close. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)