Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Dominic Agostino and Zania Castalia
Where: Heme
When: Early evening



( And I think I'm gonna stick around for a while so you're not alone. )

Who: Ophelia and Lauren
When: Mid-morning
Where: Wildfire Ink

( Vulturing. )

Who: Nicodemus and Savvy
Where: Chinese Restaurant
When: Early evening

( You like to think that you're immune to this stuff. You might as well face it, you're addicted to love. )

Who: Cael, Leon, and Viuly
Where: Almasy household
When: Early morning
Note: Incomplete

( Read more... )

Who: Kumiko and Val
Where: Ad Gustum for starters
When: Evening
Note: Incomplete

( Read more... )

Placeholder, Locke/Lily

Who: Isaiah and Maurynna
Where: Deep in the woods
When: Noontime

( Dandelions lost in the summer sky. )

Who: Jadyn and Rina
Where: Aeaea
When: Later afternoon

( Hold it together - birds of a feather. )

Who: Marisa and Shayla
When: around 10-ish
Where: Ozzy's
What: Just two cats, hangin' out, doin' like they do


( got a water bottle full of whiskey in my handbag )

Who: Otter and Oz
Where: Snow White Sweets
When: Late morning

The thing about being part of a family that owned their own business was that when they needed to do something big the whole family got drug in. Like when one of the windows had been busted by a demon or something and they the store had been raided so now it was just a huge mess. Otter wasn't happy that he needed to spend his day sweeping up glass and reorganizing the shelves. The only thing that made up for him having to be there was that everyone else had to be too. Except for Delsin since he was still too young to work, and Fala'd wormed her way out by saying that she'd sprained her knee. Otter was willing to bet a whole paycheck that that wasn't true. What she had really done was develop an allergy to good, hard work. No one could even pretend to be surprised though. Otters liked playing more than working and because of that Otter was pretty sure he had the best work ethic out of the whole family. Except his mom. Couldn't beat Mrs. Snow when it came to working ever.

"Hey, Oz," Otter called when he came across a problem. That problem happened to involve something big and heavy in his way. Couldn't sweep the whole floor when there as a cabinet in the way. "Come move this for me, man." Liseli was right there and could've done it just as easy, yeah, but Otter automatically thought of his brother since he was the biggest. And despite having grown up in a family full of weres he still didn't just want to ask one of his sisters. It wasn't chauvinistic... it just was. He blamed it all on Oz.

Who: Leif + familiar.
Where: Home --> Niemi household.
When: Late morning.

( This was just twisting the knife. )

Who: Amanda
Where: Home
When: Evening

( I wouldn't change a thing. )

Who: Padrig and open!
When: Early afternoon
Where: Hair o’ the Dog

Sleep had not fixed anything in Padrig’s mind. He, Ciarán, and Lu had stayed up late, sitting around the living room together while really not saying a word. None of them really knew how to feel about Allison, and he kept feeling like he was waiting for the shock to wear off. By morning, it still hadn’t. He’d checked the news to see if there was any new word on the coven, and upon seeing the local uproar it was all causing, he’d ultimately decided that had been a bad fuckin’ idea. Not thinking about it? Now that sounded like a great idea. Impossible, but great fuckin’ idea.

They’d opened the pub today, figuring they couldn’t be the only ones in need of a good stiff drink. Despite the fact that Brady and Vince had offered to handle things there, Padrig had come in anyway. The guys were giving him his space, which he appreciated, but what he really needed? Was just to get stinkin’ drunk. So he sat at the bar and set to work on that, all the while flicking channels on the television in foolish hope of finding a channel that wasn’t talking about all this shit.

Who: The Niemi's (sans Leif, sorry guy), a few Selanne NPCs
Where: Kemi, Finland
When: ...daytime
Note: They're all speaking in Finnish here.

( You have a home in a different place. )

Who: Darklis, Rina and Trouble (NPC)
Where: Outside of St. Francis
When: Quite early morning

( It would tell you I'm afraid I'm alone. )

Who: Erin, a Legionary of Haures, Jasper, Jameson, and open
When: Early morning
Where: Anywhere But Here

When the demonic waves hit town, Erin always showed her true workaholic colors. After working with the civilian round-up teams all the previous day, she’d headed to the hospital to help out and had worked through the night. She still hadn’t slept. She hadn’t even been home. After leaving the hospital, she headed over to the bar. Once again, the owner had given her a pair of keys, so she could head over early and set up base. She wasn’t sure if they’d even need the civilian groups today, but she’d be there if they did.

Erin unlocked and let herself in the front door, immediately heading over to the bar to check the messages on the phone. Because they’d always used the bar as the base, a lot of times people called the bar itself if they wanted to report a sighting that wasn’t an emergency. Before she got that far, she heard a noise back in the kitchen.

Now, Erin wasn’t stupid. She’d seen more than her fair share of horror movies. And in her humble opinion, anyone that wasn’t a hundred percent on their guard in times like these was just a fucking moron. So no, she did not go to investigate. She paused, staying very still as she pulled her gun from the waistband of her pants. She dropped her bag on the floor, kicked it to the side, and took the safety off. “Who’s back there?” she yelled. She didn’t get an answer, but the noises stopped. In the movies, that was always a bad sign.

( Twisting and turning, my insides are burning. )

Who: Lila, Madeleine & Zaviar (+ familiars)
Where: Zaviar's --> Madeleine's
When: Morning

( There's a joke somewhere here & it's on me. )

DATE: Monday, August 10, 2009.

BIRTHDAYS: None

WEATHER: No changes.

EVENTS: The state of the world this morning is so surprising to some people that many are left in shock. In comparison to the other days where demonic waves started, attacks and fatalities are down sixty-four percent. Demons are still showing up. But there are countless cases of reports of winged humans appearing out of nowhere and destroying the demon before it can do any harm. Clips of Niall Mag Aoidh’s statement keep replaying on the news. Could there really be angels on earth?

In Scarlet Oak, attacks and fatalities have been so low that some businesses have re-opened. The shelters are all staying open, but some people are choosing to return to their homes. And the authorities are of a mind to let them. Honestly, having two of Niall Mag Aoidh’s coven members show up at the police station has sort of turned things upside down for them. By morning there are so many protestors outside the station that it’s a bit of a madhouse. They’ll have to transport the prisoners to a bigger station later, but how they’re going to manage to do that safely is a bit of a mystery. Many of those who lost a loved one in a previous wave of attacks have shown up with a mind for vengeance, and they’re generally making life more miserable for all of Scarlet Oak’s police force today.

Attacks and fatalities are down, yes, but Scarlet Oak isn’t without its own losses. The Harley residence was attacked by a demon last night, and the house was burned down. Both Zander and Penelope Harley have been reported dead, but their teenage son Locke did manage to escape. Funeral arrangements are expected to be announced in the next few days.

Demon attacks are still being allowed this gameday, with mod permission.

If you have something you feel warrants a mention in the next time update, please let the mods know!