Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Hier, Maddie and Jaxson (NPC)
When: Sunday night, 11:23pm
Where: Bubble Island in downtown A2

Oh sweet lord, Madison's mind declared, grateful for the familiar store front for Bubble Island as he turned the corner. The bright lights of the interior and flashing smiles through the large windows drew him to it, a sigh escaping his painted lips. The door was heavy, but somehow managed not to bother him even in the least. All he'd wanted for the last forty-eight hours or so was a good, cold taro tiki tea with colored bubbles, and he was going to get what he wanted. His familiar, Jaxson, clung to him as he moved toward the counter. A short, wild looking blond boy greeted him, asking what he wanted with a clearly British accent, and Maddie found himself smiling. He loved this place for a reason.

Once he'd ordered, paid for his drink and moved to sit down, Madison paused to survey the scene, see what was open. The couches nearest to the counter happened to be blissfully free of people, though it wouldn't stay that way long. Madison moved to sit there, feeling relatively content if not entirely exhausted. Too many hours in a series of different airplanes would do that to a person. At some point, the make-up would cease to cover his dark circles, and he would need to succumb to his own body's demand for rest.

For now, he would enjoy his tea.

Who: Annabelle and Jackson
Where: Annabelle's loft
When: Sunday, early evening

( It isn't going to be like one of those 'a diamond is forever' commercials... )

Who: Danny and Tim (NPC. He even has a profile now!)
Where: The Montgomery House
When: Sunday evening

( This is the real day where he gives thanks. Although it does lack turkey and pumpkin pie. )

Who: Hieronymus, Misha, and Bruce (NPC)
When: early evening
Where: A nice park somewhere

Who: The Unrolling Stones (Will and Ben)
When: Early Afternoon
Where: The Stone Home
( Canis lupus familiaris: A descendant of the Grey Wolf )

Who: Kikuya and Makoto (NPC)
When: Late morning
Where: Cherryblossom Place

( I didn't ask for an envelope! I wanted- Ooo, what's this? )

Who: Hamish and Madison
Where: Their house
When: Nighttime, around 9.


Hamish was sitting in the living room, sighing as the Madagascar 2 movie played on his big TV. He didn't really get why the movie was funny, but he'd promised himself to watch it because of the penguins. He'd heard they were really funny. All over the glass coffee table were plans for the supernatural party for Shimmer, last minute details and bills he had to pay.

Picking up a glitter cannon from the box he'd just gotten in the mail he turned it over in his hands, looking over it and then pulling the trigger. He frowned, looking down the nozzle, then turned it away and found a string handing out. He yanked the string and there was a loud bang, which made him leap in the air as glitter exploded out of the end, forming a large cloud in the living room.

"Well done!" the lead penguin quipped on the TV, and blinking, stunned, Misha watched the glitter drift down to the floor.

"Oh hell," he murmured, blinking, then blushed. Well, at least Maddie wasn't here to see the mess.

Who: Brogan, Penny, Ennis, and Vol (NPC)
Where: U of M Hospital
When: Sunday June 21, 2009 late evening

( Just can't say goodbye )

Who: Lizzy and Charlotte
When: Around 12:30 PM
Where: The Owl's Nest

Charlotte had spent most of the morning in Auburn Hills, until around eleven and her mom called, asking her to come home. Isadora had sounded excited, and insisted she had a surprise for Charlotte. Which was very nice, but Charlotte had never cared much for surprises. They made her nervous. So when she got back into Scarlet Oak and realized that Lizzy was due for her break... well, hey, that was fate, right? She turned around and headed towards the Owl's Nest - which, for the record, Charlotte had always thought was the coolest name ever.

She parked and headed inside, politely declining the host's offer to seat her, and instead asking for where Lizzy was taking her break. Look at me! I'm being social! Gold star!

Who: Charlotte
When: Morning
Where: Auburn Hills, MI

Charlotte had not yet seen her crazy golden invitation to the Moriarty mansion. She had been out. Father's Day usually bummed her out a little, along with the obvious dates: her dad's birthday, the anniversary of his death. When she lived in Auburn Hills, she'd made a point of going to his grave. And now that his grave was a little over an hour away, she went anyway. It was kind of silly, an earth elemental using up gas just to sit at a grave for a while, but it was important to Charlotte. And screw it, she had a hybrid. So when she woke up, she grabbed her keys and went.

( So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. )

Who: Ransom and Charlotte, and his family (NPC)
Where: The car, then the Weiss house
When: Early evening

As Ransom pulled up in front of Charlotte's house, he took one last drag off his cigarette then stubbed it out before popping a piece of gum in his mouth. It was a nasty habit that he'd almost broken, except in times of stress, and today he'd just finished his second. Unfortunately, he didn't feel any calmer. He just smelled like smoke, a point his mother was sure to point out. Maybe it would distract her, though, and that could be a good thing. Ransom couldn't decide, and didn't linger on it, instead hopping out of the truck to run up to Charlotte's front door. If his plans weren't enough to put him on edge, it was trying to rain. Shooting an agitated glance to the heavens, he knocked on Charlotte's front door.

Anna being capable of speaking up whenever she wanted changed things more than Charlotte would have thought. Usually, Anna's thoughts were just a low sound in the back of her head she could focus on or not, if she wasn't close-by. Like now, with Charlotte upstairs on her computer, and Anna downstairs. "It's Ransom!" her voice filled Charlotte's head, just as if she had shouted upstairs. Charlotte grinned faintly as she got up and ran down the stairs. Upon opening the door and hugging him quickly, her inferior nose noted the scent of smoke. And she knew what that meant. "Bad day?"

( Read more... )

Who: Imogene and Ren
Where: Dog-Ink Tattoo
When: A little after 4:00PM
What: Imogene's looking for a little work to tide her over.

She was trudging along the river. Again. Imogene glared in the vague direction of the sun, silently cursing it for providing the worst possible sort of heat to be running all over town in. She was hot, sweaty, tired, and cursing herself for only snatching two cucumbers this morning. Her stomach didn't appreciate the neglect. And it didn't help that she kept passing delicious-smelling diners and restaurants that she didn't dare set foot in, dressed as she was. She'd been looking for a job for hours, and her luck was horrid. She couldn't really blame people for not wanting to hire someone dressed as she was (even though she had washed her clothes in the river), but really, how could she afford to buy work-appropriate clothing when she didn't have a job? It was a vicious circle.

Looking up, she just happened to spot a sign on a nearby shop - Help Wanted. For a moment her hope rose... then she sighed. Really, why would this place be any different. Still... Imogene squinted at the sign. Dog what now? Ink? A tattoo parlor? Well... at the very least she could peruse the art. She'd always wanted a tattoo, in a vague sort of way, but had never gotten around to getting one. Most of the places back home that would ink you without checking ID were, frankly, disgusting, and she wasn't that stupid. Anyway, she was no artist, and certainly had no experience with this kind of work. Still, it'd be a pleasant break from the heat.

"Please have air conditioning..." Imogene stepped up to the door and pushed it open, peering inside.

Who: Helene, Thomas and Han (NPC)
Where: The woods
When: Early morning, just before dawn
What: First meetings always are more fun when nakedness is involved.

( Like an angry dream I was stranded, I was stranded )

Who: Oscar and Liza
When: Evening
Where: Some bar

( I'm drinking to forget. )

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Who: Adam Rowe (solo)
Where: His townhouse at Camelot Place
When: Around 10 in the morning or so
What: Adam wakes up to find the protesters outside.



( There's no antidote for irony )

Who: Blake and Lindy
When: Sunday June 21, 2009 mid-morning
Where: Lindy's front yard

( Is there such a thing as bunny rehab? Because Blake needs it. )

Who: Sloane and Animikee (NPC)
When: Late Morning
Where: Sloane's Childhood Home

Sloane had woken up that morning with a huge grin on her face, she had kissed Will Stone after he had dropped her off from a date. The very thought of it made her feel giddy and excited because it wasn't just a high school fantasy come true, it was a life time fantasy come true. There hadn't really been an extended amount of time, in Sloane's life when she didn't find herself thinking about Will Stone. Even when she had gone to school in New York.

Throwing a pair of sweatpants and a loose fitting sweater on, Sloane headed over to her parents. It had become a custom of hers to go over to her parents place every sunday morning and have breakfast with them, her brothers started showing up and eventually it became a family thing. Not to mention today was Father's Day and Sloane had one that needed hugging.

( Well known from long or close association. )

Who: Tessa Rogers and Torque Shriver
When: 1pm
Where: The Red Dragon Dojo
What: Lessons for Patience!



( She'd always been the passionate type, go with whatever sounded best at the moment. This was supposed keep her calm, help her find her focus; Troy always said she needed to practice that. )

Who: Bonnie and Endellion (NPC familiar), open to Byrnes!
Where: Byrne Manor von Shitstorm. Or, you know, that normal looking house on the hill.
When: Early afternoon

Bonnie was in no mood to go out and put up with the yucky weather. She did not like getting rained on, even the weak sprinkly rain. It was an annoyance, and an inconvenience. And now that Endy went with her wherever she went, the last thing she wanted was her cute little familiar smelling like wet dog.

"You think wet human smells so much better? You're wrong, little girl," the fennec fox piped in with. Bonnie grinned. The scene was probably comical. The early afternoon news break was showing the protesters at Camelot. Endellion was perched on the couch, and Bonnie was on the floor in front of her. Painting her nails.

No, not her own. Endellion's. Pink, no less. It was debatable what was worse - that Bonnie was actually doing this, or that Endy had actually asked her to. Oh well.

"I wish it weren't raining. I'd go set fire to some protesting signs and watch them all piss themselves. Self-righteous Protesters are all about fire and brimstone, but when you actually bring a little of that fire into things, they're always the first to puss out." Bonnie shook her head. Such a shame.