Light of May ::: an original roleplay

WHO | Drina and Marco
WHERE | Anywhere But Here
WHEN | Evening

( and i can see the ground far below )

Who: Kat and Otter
When: Awhile after the explosion
Where: One side of the Broadway Bridge

Kat didn't think that she was ever going to be able to stop crying. She hadn't ever seen anyone die before and today she'd seen so many bodies scattered around, not moving even a little bit, that it couldn't mean anything but that they were dead. Horribly dead. Finally dead. The sort of dead that there wasn't any coming back from. This wasn't vampire dead or movie dead, this was really dead and Kat's mind wasn't processing it right. Her mind just wasn't programmed to deal with death on any sort of scale. And the worst part, the absolute worst part, was that she knew other people who'd been at the march. What if one of those people who'd she only met at school was one of the ones lying dead in a pool of their own blood just because they'd come out to this? Or what if something had happened to one of her siblings because this was right up their alley? I knew that I should've stayed with them. I shouldn't have left them. I don't know what's going on! And she couldn't even text any of them because her phone was ten different kinds of busted thanks to the fall she had taken. While others had gone into the river, she'd been knocked forward off the bridge and the fall, though it hadn't really hurt her more than some falls she'd taken while blading, had broken her phone. Otter's wasn't working either. At least Otter was mostly okay.

Speaking of Otter... Kat pushed off the building wall and walked over to where the dark-haired boy was sitting on the ground. She crouched down next to him and, without asking if it was okay, leaned against his side so that she could bury her face in his shoulder. He wasn't her brother or sister or anyone that she really wanted right then, but he was the guy that she'd come with and she needed someone. "My phone isn't working," she told him through her sniffles. "Is yours?" They both had family members somewhere at this thing and needed to find them. It was beyond necessary. Though knowing her sister, Kat was pretty sure that she'd be one of the peoples in the ambulance helping everyone in sight. She was pretty sure that she'd seen Cole's hair too, but she hadn't seen it since everything had knocked her onto her side. The only face she recognized that she'd seen since then was Otter's. "I don't know what to do..." What to think, what to say... nothing made sense and she just kept seeing bloody faces with vacant eyes and burned skin or missing pieces... and she was pretty sure that that was a leg over there, but it wasn't attached to anything else.

Who: Jack, Gretel/Penny and Ava
Where: The park
When: After dark

At around the time his mother came 'home' Jack decided it was impossible to stay there anymore. The way she talked about "you freaks" and how "you should all have died anyway", coupled with the fact that he was now certain that he had somehow felt this was going to happen but didn't do anything to stop it - and couldn't have, because he didn't know for sure if anything was going to happen, let alone what it was - had done a number in his already depressive mind. He had thrown his ramen in his mother's direction and left, knowing fully well there would be hell to pay when he returned. Maybe this was the time he wouldn't be able to take anymore and finally kill her or, with a bit of luck, maybe he would never come back home in the first place.

He was shaking as he walked, and by the time he got to the Scarlet Oak park Jack could no longer walk properly anymore, so he sat down on a bench in the dark, trembling. There was a broken bottle nearby, and without thinking Jack managed to get a smaller piece of the glass, which he observed for a while. Then, he pulled his sleeve up and slashed away at his arm. He wasn't sure whether he was harming himself not to harm anyone else - namely, his mother - or if he was punishing himself for being useless, so utterly useless that he had felt a catastrophe was about to happen but couldn't do anything to stop it.

Either way the pain felt good, made him feel better and made his heartbeat slow down little by little. It was a good thing that the only light was coming from a streetlamp across the pathway, since the one near the bench wasn't working. Jack preferred to break down like this in the dark, if he had to do it in public. Beyond the guilt were the harsh words his mother had told him, hammering at his head like so many instances before. He should have been there, he was a freak and he should have died, she would have been better off without him. Jack still didn't understand why (or how) she had paid for his medical expenses when he had had 'the accident', if she wanted him dead so much.

Then he began to wonder... if he had known, really known what was going to happen, would he have stopped it or gone to the march, stood at one of the most dangerous spots and hope to die with the rest of them?

Who: Fluffy and Rigby
Where: The streets of Scarlet Oak
When: At around 10pm

Today wasn't a day for partying, judging by all the closed places in Scarlet Oak. It figured, considering what had happened. Fluffy had only heard about it from other people, at first, but then she had spent a good part of the day watching the news coverage with a bottle of liquor by her side. Everything was horrifying, especially because on some channels they actually showed about as much as they could by law, which was too much for most people. Sure, there were warnings, but like most people Fluffy did not heed the warning until what she was watching had become too horrible and there was no erasing the images from her mind. Halfway through the day Fluffy decided she needed to renew her stash, she needed some artificial happiness if the world wasn't going to give it to her today.

She was coming back from a meeting with her dealer, and already she had taken two tabs of LSD and was smoking a joint. The trouble was, today the tabs weren't producing the usual effects. While everything usually looked bright and exciting to Fluffy when she was on LSD, tonight everything just looked...weird. And not the pleasant kind. The walls were moving, everything around her moved and whatever objects she looked at seemed to drag themselves along even after Fluffy had stopped actually looking at them. And while she would have laughed at those things on any given trip, tonight Fluffy was just getting scared. She kept waving her joint around but the lit butt wouldn't go away, not even when she threw it on the ground and ran away from it. It just kept burning on her eyes like her own eyes were on fire.

"I can't get away! It's burning!" She screamed, running aimlessly down the street. The lights burned her eyes like the butt of that joint, and after a while of running Fluffy felt like she was going blind.