Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Jackson and the Budget Lodge Manager (NPC).
Where: The Budget Lodge.
When: Early afternoon.

( Jackson had to fight to keep from growling in irritation. No, he couldn't afford another night, and that was that, basically. It had been building up to this for a few days now. )

Who: Treat + Baron von Schnuffel
Where: Detroit
When: All day
Warnings: Swearing, violence

( Now there's gravel in our voices; glass is shattered from the fight. )

Who: Liliya and Maureen (NPC)
Where: Liliya's home
When: Just after sunset

( You can hold on but I wouldn't waste your time. )

Who: Nathaniel & Verina
Where: The hotel
When: Late afternoon

( I've got nowhere to hide. )

Who: Antonin and Madeleine
When: Afternoon
Where: Zaviar's -> clothing store

( Yeah he hadn't gotten up to anything fun in far too long. )

Who: Briony & Daniel
Where: Amazing Grace
When: Post-afternoon recess

( Fridays were the kind of day that didn't really need to be school-days, Briony thought. )

Who: Jack, his mother and his mother’s current boyfriend (NPCs)
Where: Their trailer
When: Mid-morning
Warning: Violence, bad language, very very sad happenings

( I've lost myself again and I feel unsafe )

Who: Clive and Regina
Where: The Owl's Nest
When: Evening


( You make my heart beat faster. )

Who: Angeline and Penny/Gretel
Where: The SOHS grounds
When: After lunch

It had begun to seem to Angeline like people took some time to learn what was good for their health and what wasn't. Her own survival instinct - and self-preservation instincts stemming form that - had always been very sharp, so it was surprising to see how many people did not know what was good for them. For instance, right now Angeline was observing one of those people from afar. A senior like herself named Louise Finnigan who still had not learned you couldn't talk smack about people in the girls bathroom, at least without checking if all the stalls were empty. "That rich little bitch, Angelina Moriarty, I don't see what's so special about her beyond the money and the family. She's the most basic, garden variety fuggo I've ever met. And let's not even mention the firecrotch situation." There were several things wrong with this sentence, not the least of which was how the girl hadn't even gotten her name right. Plus Angeline did not take kindly to being called garden variety or basic, and she did not appreciate quips about whatever she was sporting on her crotch. And what was a 'fuggo' anyway? That wasn't even a word.

Rather than stepping out of the stall and catching little Louise and friends in the act, Angeline remained inside, waiting for them to leave. This was where she was definitely not garden variety; her revenge wasn't going to be acted in the same way as the original offense. Angeline had procured a spell she could use. Her low level meant she had to cast it on herself at the expense of this Louise person, but whatever worked was fine by her. Unfortunately, this particular spell said she needed to be looking at the person in question, which was why Angeline was sitting outside between English and History, watching Louise from afar and saying some words while a tiny birthday candle burned Louise's excess hair (taken from one of the girls' bathroom's sinks because Louise wasn't very hygienic when she brushed her hair, apparently) very inconspicuously. Angeline was hoping for greater hair strength at the expense of Louise's own hair, or something to that effect. At least that's what she was visualizing. A great mane versus Louise's balding head.

Who: Brian and Satu
Where: The Middle School
When: Late morning

Brian wasn't exactly a family man, meaning he didn't pay that much attention to his extended family outside of certain festivities, and even then he excused himself early, pretending to feel sleepy, and went to his room to play video games online with like-minded friends. Today was an exception, however. His mother had asked him to help her sister, his aunt, seeing as she was a single mother who needed urgent surgery and was staying at the hospital for a few days. The kid had come to stay at their house, and Brian had been put on school duty, dropping the kid off and picking him up from school.

This morning things hadn't gone very smoothly, as Brian's parents had left very early and Brian was left to take care of the whole morning routine on his own. As such, the kid had ended up forgetting his packed lunch, which was why Brian was now about to leave the Scarlet Oak Middle School after having looked everywhere for his little cousin and given him the lunch-bag. On the way in he had seen the Bake Sale sign and it had stayed with him, so naturally on the way out he stopped by the said Bake Sale. "So what are these?" He asked the kid manning the sale.

Who: Kajsa and Linnea
Where: Home
When: Afternoon

( You should be careful what you're wishing for. )

Who: Fluffy and Bianca
Where: ...some bar?
When: At around 10:30pm

It was Friday night and therefore Fluffy was out. Not that she did not go out every night if she could manage, but a Friday was always special. She and Nicci had gone their separate ways, promising they'd meet again as the night wore on, and now Fluffy was here at this run-of-the-mill joint with some people from college. A shot followed by another shot, and by ten thirty everybody was pretty buzzed. And this was what Fluffy called a party.

There was some shitty band playing, people were moshing, and the lighting was too low to see anything. An accident waiting to happen, and Fluffy loved it. So far she had punched two girls for getting offended at having a drink accidentally poured on them, but Fluffy was still having fun. And as her drink was spilled she downed another and ran for the bar to ask for more. "Hey! Gimme a Boilermaker!" A self-respecting bartender would've cut her off, but this place wasn't reputable like that. As the shot glass got dropped into the beer, Fluffy chugged happily.

Who: Nick and Circe
When: Late night
Where: U of M Hospital

( I'm gonna start a fight. )

Who: Julian and Marisa
Where: Starbucks
When: Morning, before work

( Holding hands, making all kinds of plans. )

Who: Naoki and Nick (plus Naoki's familiar Snowball, NPC'd)
Where: The park
When: Early afternoon


( Any witness of the world can tell. )

Who: Allegra and Orion
Where: Many Paths
When: late afternoon, around 4:30pm

( Just open your eyes and see that --- you've stepped in the merchandise! )

Who: Dominic and Castel
Where: A high-end bar in Ann Arbor
When: Evening


( I left my body lying somewhere in the sands of time. )

Who: Micah and Dalila
When: Lunch
Where: SOHS

( Keep it real; don't play the game. )

Who: Brendan and Lizzy.
Where: The library.
When: Early afternoon.

( For a while he wandered, not really sure what in particular he was looking for, but trusting that he would know it when he saw it. )

Who: Derrick and Jaladhi
When: Ten p.m. or so
Where: Somewhere between the trailer park and the rest of town

Derrick hadn't ever been the sort of man to think about the consequences of his actions. If he wanted to do something then he'd do it and deal with whatever happened after with no thoughts given to prevent it. Like tonight he had walked to the trailer park, certain that his curse would've at least triggered on Elaine and she would be all but desperate to take him back and ever so sorry for everything. Between the curse and the dreams what else could she do? But Derrick hadn't thought about how it had been raining when he had laid the uncertain as it was line down, or that Elaine hadn't been hung up on the dreams he sent but pushing them away while she went out drinking or slept at that Natalisa's house. Natalisa. It was a horrible name that grated on every last nerve he had and he just wanted to tear it apart. Logically he'd have known that what happened hadn't been her fault. He'd known Elaine for long enough to know that this was a thing she did and that it didn't happen because of the blonde. But he wasn't being logical. He wanted something to blame and he'd decided that, in addition to Elaine, it was Natalisa.

He'd been lingering in the trailer park for far too long -- the car had been left because he didn't want Elaine to glance out and suspect that he was there -- but she hadn't been there. God only knew where she was or what she was doing or if anything he'd done was working... Standing here wasn't getting him anywhere. Laying down curses he couldn't stay and watch work or fail because he kept falling asleep. After the third time he'd jolted awake leaning against a tree he'd admitted to himself that it was probably definitely time to head home. Before he wound up with a faceful of dirt and Cow licking at the back of his neck while Elaine toed at him like he was roadkill. Only she wouldn't! He seriously didn't know her a quarter as well as he thought he did if he believed that. Sulking, Derrick toyed with the vials of blood in his pocket that he'd meant to use near Elaine tonight. Leif's blood, water elemental and psychic... Derrick thought it'd serve the trick. He pulled the vial out and rolled it between his fingers as he walked, completely unconcerned with his surroundings. Yeah there were demons and angels and whatever other beasties people could be afraid of, but he was a witch and he wasn't afraid of anything.

He shouldn't have been so cocky.