Gateway RPG-A Multi-Fandom Game

Who: Bridgette Dubois and Open to Anyone
When: Friday (Tomorrow) the 3rd of April.
Where: Sidewalk in front of Apartment building 2.
Rating: PG

Bridgette stood outside of the apartment building, just staring up at it. She was a medium. Not that anyone here knew that yet. They'd find out soon. Her mom was a rather famous one in Phoenix before she was taken. If someone dug that far back in her history, they'd find out about her mom and eventually make the connection.

Quarantine was almost too much for her. It was an old mental hospital and the spirits that lingered there, drove her nearly insane. She begged the nurses for some sort of headphone so she could drown them out. Eventually, they'd complied, but not before they were pretty sure she was crazy herself.

She drew her orange plaid coat around her tighter, as it was still a little chilly. This was her new home. She was alone. That had never happened to her before.

She turned around to walk to the store that was just a few blocks down.

Who: Hermione Granger and Open to All
When: Thursday, April 2.
Where: Library two blocks from the apartment buildings.
Rating: PG for now.

Hermione sat in the library, absorbing everything she could about what had happened to the world since she had been gone. She'd honestly been in the library a majority of the time since they had been released from quarantine. There were presidents, new inventions, a few wars. She couldn't find out anything about the wizarding world though. They were all a secret. She was desperate to know about it though. She didn't know anyone who was still alive. Maybe a few of her school friends would be, but she didn't even have access to an Owl and she found out she couldn't apparate more than a few feet.

She opened a new book - Most influential people of the 21st century- and began reading.

Who: Hestia Jones and Open to Anyone
When: Thursday, April 2.
Where: Coffee shop
Rating: PG

Hestia stood at he counter, grabbing her coffee from the barista . She still wasn't used to looking at herself in the mirror. She was supposed to be in her late 30s, not 21. She couldn't explain it and nobody else could either.

She sat down at a table and poured cream into her coffee. She'd been living off the caffeine. She usually preferred tea, but it had more of it.