Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Charlotte, open to anyone inside the school
When: 6:06AM
Where: SOHS

One second they were performing the ritual, the next Charlotte lay slumped in an awkward and painful position. She groaned and tried to move, and realized that someone was on top of her. Nooo... she thought, trying to move. It wasn't proving easy. Hadn't it worked? They'd finished the ritual!

Then, Charlotte realized abruptly, she could hear that stupid song. Charlotte's eyes went a little wide, and she realized her face was pressed against the gym floor. She was back at the school. Jaw falling open, Charlotte looked up, and saw alarm and recognition dawning on all of the faces around her. She tried to get up, but her body wouldn't cooperate. Someone was still on top of her.

"We're back," she said. She then repeated it, more loudly this time. "Oh, God, whoever's on top of me? I can hardly breathe." She reached up to try and push free, and then realized her hands were in pristine condition. Charlotte stopped moving abruptly, and simply stared at her hands. They should have been covered in scrapes, cuts, bruises, blood, and bite marks. She'd ripped at her own fingers with her teeth to bless the others. Nothing. Perfect skin, not so much as a hang-nail. Max was right, she realized. We were here the whole time. How is that possible?

Who: Henry Westphal, NPC Joe Westphal
Where: Their parents' home
When: Monday evening, October 5
Status: Complete
Warnings: Possibly triggery conversation

( To fear is one thing. To let fear grab you by the tail and swing you around is another. ~Katherine Paterson )

Who: Kiley and Mason
Where: SOHS
When: Early morning


( Just keep following the heartlines on your hand. )

Who: Nicci and any Normandins!
When: Shortly after 6:06
Where: The school

Someone had come into Nicci's tent and told her that the barrier had gone down. That was all Nicci knew, that was all that she needed to know. She was wide awake and running, running, running - toward the school. She had to get inside, had to see if they were okay. Suddenly, an arm slammed out into her chest, damn near knocking the wind out of her. Lucky shot. Lucky human shot. If she'd been ready for it she could have dodged it easier than walking around a turtle in the street.

"No one enters," some asshole in a uniform commanded. Nicci pulled herself up off of the ground and glared at him. She'd been brought up to respect a person in police uniform, but this guy wasn't the police and he wasn't local - that meant she didn't give half a fuck as to what he thought or said.

"My brothers are in there, you piece of shit," Nicci snarled. "You cannot keep me out."

The uniform assumed a defensive position. "I can, and I will. Those are our orders."

Nicci eyed him. She would have asked 'you and what army,' but she was pretty sure the answer would have been 'the US army.' Oh, fuck it. What was a little treason between family? Nicci moved forward, he grabbed her arm. She took half a second to think about what she wanted to do, and then she saw the front doors of the school open. That was it. Nicci grabbed his arm, flipped him over her shoulder, and ran like hell. She'd find her brothers, and no one was going to tell her she couldn't.