Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Jadyn and Rina
Where: Seaside Designs
When: Early afternoon

( so much hurt for such a young age. )

WHO | Emyli & Langston
WHERE | Emyli's place
WHEN | Night time
WARNING | NSFW

( Yes, it was a Monday and yes, she was high off her ass. People shouldn't expect anything less from her. )

Who: Teddy and Quentin.
Where: Some random coffee shop.
When: Late morning.

( A barista who couldn’t even get orders right? Well that was just peachy, wasn’t it? )

Who: Jackson and Tessa.
Where: The Red Dragon Dojo.
When: Around midday.

( The dojo beneath Troy’s apartment was impressive to say the least. )

Who: Savvy and Evan.
Where: Savvy’s apartment.
When: Late afternoon.

( Right. No time to waste. No time like the present. One of those was fitting, she was sure, or maybe both. Both would do. )

Who: Lia and Naoki
Where: Shizuka
When: Late afternoon
What: Lia needs a yoga studio and possibly a way to relax

( Any witness of the world will tell if there is sorrow, then there is beauty and trust )

Who: Ian and Open
Where: Cafeteria at UofM
When: Lunchtime

Ian didn't care much for Monday's. It wasn't because he disliked the weekend ending or because he didn't want to go back to school, it was because by the time Monday came he'd only just gotten used to it being the weekend and he'd usually forget to set his alarm so he'd be running late until about halfway through the day and it was just... Monday's weren't his friend. Not in high school, not in college and not now that he was teaching. This was why he'd insisted on needing to have later classes than he'd first been given slots for. So this way he only needed to have one class before lunch and he'd only missed it the first time. I need... what to eat... He was in the cafeteria so he needed to eat something, only what did he need? No, not need, what did he want? A loaded question that usually left him standing in the middle of the cafeteria while he tried to pick this or that station depending on what sounded really good. Did anything sound good? Ice cream did, but he wasn't supposed to just eat ice cream. It made him a little spazzy.

In the end he had a sandwich on his tray, a glass of water and a banana. He sat near the window, when it rained he always made sure to be as close as he could to the window, and stared at his food. If it hadn't been so unbearably hot outside then he'd have taken his food out there, nevermind that the sandwich would've gotten soggy and inedible. The banana wouldn't have. Bananas were such a weird fruit. When he'd been a kid he had refused to peel his banana just once and his mom had laughed at the face he made when he'd tried to eat the whole thing. Banana peels were not tasty and now, everytime that he had one, Ian had to study the banana for just a minute to remind himself of that so he never did it again. Except he did -- on accident. The banana would be sitting there, he'd reach out to grab it and before he could stop to think he'd be taking a bite and spitting it back out. Then bananas would be ruined for at least a week until he had another one. This was one of those times when a week had gone by and he'd decided to try it again. So long as he ate the banana before he forgot it was there and got drawn into his study of his notes for the next class he was fine. Ian picked the banana up and peeled the entire thing so that way nothing bad would happen. And the first bite tasted delicious.

Who: BJ and Open!
When: 9:30ish in the morning
Where: Starbucks

On a normal day, BJ was as sweet as pie to most people. Even if she wanted to call them a useless sack of shit and punch them in the face, she'd smile brightly and pretend to let things go.

( Today was not one of those days. )

Who: Keelin, Reggie, Sarah & Bess (NPC) & familiars
Where: Reggie's place --> Keelin's place
When: Evening

( I think killing your boyfriend might be on the list of 'What Not To Do. Ever.' )

Who: Max and OPEN TO EVERYONE FROM SOHS!
When: During the pep rally
Where: At the pep rally
What: Pepping, rallying

It was like he'd never even been gone. Well, actually, that wasn't completely true. As much as Max would've liked to say that Scarlet Oak had stayed the same, boring wasteland (as Angeline would have called it), he'd heard something was going on at the park. He'd not gone to inspect himself (really being above all that petty curiosity nonsense) but he'd heard about it from all sides that day. He was a little behind on classes even though he'd gone ahead and turned in the homework someone else had done for him that day. No matter. He'd be caught up by next weekend. It meant very little socializing for his first week back but Max had had his fill of a fabulous social life for a while. It would be - not nice but - all right to get back to working hard and staying up late to do homework. Of course, he'd have to take a break to see Nicci and her friend but that was a necessity. He smiled at everyone as he passed them by in their seats, even deigning to wave to a few of them.

Spotting Russell and his posse, Max moved towards them. He sat close enough to exchange glances with Russ when their names were announced for court but not so close that people could congratulate them at the same time like they were one person. This morning, Max had had a rather posh back-to-school outfit picked out. Once he stepped outside, however, comfort won over fashion for once and he'd ditched the custom-made jacket, leaving him in a light blue shirt that complimented his eyes. He could still feel the humidity in his skin and while it was great for the pores, sweat stains were one of a fashionista's biggest enemies. He smiled when he saw a few familiar faces looking for seats and gestured them over. "Ugh, what is this weather, Michigan? I should've stayed away and waited for this heat wave to exhaust itself before coming back."

Who: Crowley and MacKenna
When: Third period
Where: SOHS

American high school was such a head trip.

True to his word, Treat had taken MacKenna to the public school this morning and arranged with the principal for MacKenna to sit in on classes to see if she would like it here. She'd been given a schedule, and the vice principal had even walked her to her first class to make sure she found it okay. From then on? It had all been kind of a hilarious blur. For one thing, apparently Hollywood movies did not lie and Homecoming was actually a super big deal here. And everyone appeared to be in a tizzy over it. MacKenna had spent the better part of the first period class she'd sat in on having it explained to her what Homecoming involved, and why she should be super disappointed she didn't come in in time to qualify for Homecoming queen. It all seemed fabulously ridiculous and theatrical, so naturally, MacKenna was all for it.

( Hey I just met you and this is crazy but I'm the new kid so get the fuck out of my way. )

Who: Jack and Bunny
Where: Ballard house, to start
When: Late morning

Bunny Digby was not amused.

Jack's mother was a real peach. Two minutes in her staggering presence and Bunny had a slightly better idea of why Jack had such a big chip on his shoulder. Bunny had pounded on the door for a good five minutes before the hag had finally answered, and then it had just been to announce that she'd thrown her only child out onto the street. Oh yes, words had been said. Strong words. Jack's mom had finally slammed the door in Bunny's face, and Bunny had hauled ass back to the nearest bus stop. While she waited, she called hospitals.

Holy hell, Ann Arbor had a lot of hospitals. How had she never realized that? She'd lived here her whole life!

Thanks to stupid things called privacy policies and also the law, Bunny had had an extremely difficult time getting answers out of anybody. She had finally managed to get a woman at the U of M hospital to admit that he had been a patient, but had been released and sent off to a local shelter. Bunny flipped her shit and furiously checked her bus schedule. A few hours and four buses later, Bunny was ringing the bell to a place called Ballard house. She was let in, and after explaining she wanted to see Jack, she was lead in to a sitting room - but she didn't really feel right about sitting down. By that time she heavily resembled a drowned rat. She really wanted to go back to Jack's house and throttle the living shit out of his mother. Every day she felt like humanity couldn't disgust her anymore as a whole, the planet sunk to a brand new low. Terrific.

Who: Ice, Maxine and Rafiki (NPC)
Where: UofM library
When: Morning

( 'This is way better than sitting in a hotel room while things get figured out.' )

DATE: Monday, September 14th, 2009

BIRTHDAYS: None.

WEATHER: It’s still so hot outside that anyone that’s not a fire elemental or a vampire probably wants to die a little. But guess what? Now it’s pouring rain on top of that! Hello brick wall of humidity, so nice to see you again.

EVENTS: Everyone who had a racial switcheroo thanks to the raving elderly fae of dubious humor and fashion sense… yeah, you’re still fucked.

Okay, seriously. Once again, everyone would have dreamed of the person they were paired with. This dream would have been longer, and more vivid. No one’s going to get anything so helpful as a person’s name, phone number, or street address, but details of the dreams are once again up to players. They will all be plagued with the feeling that they need to find that person.

Oh, and just so everyone knows… you switcherooed elementals? Your natural elements are starting to get angry - regardless of what level you are. Every elemental that had their element switched is required to have at least one event of their former element acting out violently or jealously. Considering the weather, any former water or air elementals might want to stay inside. That’s going to make finding the dream person slightly problematic…

There is one interesting thing the rest of the public could note about this. The park where the spell originated? You know, the one that had the saturation levels amped? Is having a major landscape switch. Wild flowers are growing everywhere, and their colors are not natural. If you ever wanted a rainbow-colored flower, or perhaps one with zebra stripes or neon polka dots… now’s the time. It’s like Dr. Seuss exploded down there.

In other news… homecoming details! At SOHS there will be a mandatory pep rally for all students at 1 PM, and at the end of the pep rally nominations for the court, king, and queen are announced. For those unfamiliar, the nominations for king and queen are made up of seniors, while underclassmen are eligible for court. Traditionally, nominees are selected for services to the school and fellow students, but it’s often more of a popularity contest than anything else. There’s certainly some interesting additions in there, though.

The court nominations are: Isolde Landers, Penny Chess, Bunny Digby, Darklis Tinka, Max Normandin, and several NPC characters (including Russell Normandin, Valterri Niemi, and Jenna Whitmore ).

Nominations for homecoming king: Locke Hartley, Rico Palminteri, Micah Adams, and at least one yet-unnamed NPC (who someone is more than welcome to app as a character).

Nominations for homecoming queen: Angeline Moriarty, Lotti Summers, Lily Flores, and Charlotte Angel.

Voting for court, king, and queen open immediately after the pep rally. Voting boxes are located all over the school. Tickets are now on sale to the homecoming dance, with is set to be held on Saturday, September 26th. In the teacher’s lounge are sign-up sheets for chaperones, and a warning is posted that teachers can and will be drafted involuntarily if they don’t have enough volunteers. The PTA will also be sending out sign-up sheets to any involved parents and guardians.

On a modly note, we’d like to inform all players in advance that there will be a major event and unfolding plot that starts at the homecoming dance itself. It will affect everyone at the dance – chaperone or student. As such, if anyone’s had an idea for a student, teacher, or parent – now is the time to bring them in! We especially need more male students, and we’re happy to allow a few of them to be the un-named NPCs nominated to the court. Thank you!