Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Cole and Elodie
Where: Between the skate park and Cole's house
When: 9:00 p.m. or so
Warning: Violence

( Now commonsense and living in Scarlet Oak told him that he should really keep going- )

Who: Cole, Isolde, Lilith & Niamh
Where: Hospital waiting room
When: Evening

( Can you believe those guys? I mean, they didn't even laugh at my alien joke! )

Who: Locke, Cole, Jack, Angeline, Bunny
When: it's a mystery!
Where: Night of the Living Deadville

Bunny could still smell them. Above the sawdust and the sweat the scent of the walking dead was still strong in her nostrils, even though she'd been back for hours. Going back inside had been a very hard thing for Bunny to do, but she kept her promise. After what she judged to be an hour, she returned. She was able to do this only by facing the truth - that even if she and Duchess McNuggets teamed up in full hybrid forms, they could never take them all. Bunny had gone back to the house and worked her ass off, privately glad that fortifying the house left little room for conversation. But unfortunately, something unexpected had happened. They'd finished. There was absolutely nothing left to do. Bunny had spent the better part of an hour going room to room and re-examining every last possible entrance, and every single one was well covered. There was nothing left to do now but wait - and there were still hours until the zombies actually reached the house.

Sighing, Bunny headed into the living room. She walked to the nearest couch-shaped-thing, ripped off the white sheet revealing the couch below, and fell into the cushions. She propped an arm behind her head, and kicked her legs up on the arm of the couch. She was actually kind of hungry, but not sure she wanted to admit to that just yet. It would have made sense to sleep, but she'd never be capable of that in a million years. Looking up at the ceiling and wondering how they'd manage to get through this (mainly without killing Angeline) she mumbled, "And now we wait."

Who: Angeline, Jack, Bunny, Cole and Locke
Where: They're coming...
When: Nobody's wearing a watch so your guess is as good as theirs.

Waking up in a dirty old basement midway through trying to come to terms with coming in second for Homecoming Queen was not ideal by any standards. And yet, this was what Angeline Moriarty found herself doing, only with a sharp pain on her back from lying in an awkward position to boot. The heaviness took long to wear off and minutes went by before Angeline even moved or opened her eyes properly. It was like waking from a wonderful heavy peaceful sleep, except with none of the wonderfulness. Or peacefulness, to be honest. Once Angeline moved her Ancient Greek style headband (fit for winners, which stung a lot more than it would have had it just been digging into her scalp and not her pride) so it wasn't hurting her head, Angeline raised her head from the floor and looked around.

"Fantastic." She murmured. Not only was she waking up somewhere completely foreign that was in no way part of the school that she remembered, she was also waking up with a boyfriend she had been seriously considering dumping and his two pedestrian friends, the blue haired boy and the feral weirdo girl. Oh and there was another one, but this boy she had no recollection of ever having seen. A deep sigh later, Angeline moved to sit on her side with her arm holding her upright. "Um...Is anybody dead?" That would make things slightly better. "Hellooooo?" Angeline briefly considered throwing her shoes at people to make sure, but she could swear she'd seen one or two stirring. Which was too bad, really.

Who: Cole and Devon
Where: Landers' household
When: Afternoon

( He was a menace to familiars everywhere. )

Who: Cole and Locke
Where: Lunch room
When: Lunch-time

( You look pretty cool. )

Who: Cole and Sammy
When: Afternoon
Where: SOHS

( I look ridiculous... )

Who: Cloelia & Cole
Where: By the river
When: Late afternoon

( We were young & restless, we needed to unwind. )

Who: Lilith, Isolde, Cole & Niamh
Where: The Landers' household
When: Morning

( & it's hard to see what I'm capable of. )

Who: Gretel/"Penny", Cole, Keelin, Crowley, Rico, Mason, Karen McAllister (NPC), Jenna Whitmore (NPC), OPEN.
When: Lunchtime
Where: SOHS, lunchroom
What: It's all fun and games -- until someone hits an artery.
Note: Side threads allowed to anyone in the lunchroom. Watch out for the broken glass.

( Tell me what you did! )

Who: Cole, Bunny, and later Lilith, Niamh, and Issy?
When: Early evening
Where: Cole's house

Bunny did appreciate what Cole did for her. Really, she did. But Bunny wasn't the sort of person who reacted well to secrets. She also wasn't used to people talking badly about her. Oh sure, she'd had her fair share of that when she was younger. A strange little girl with Tourette's Syndrome was a prime target on the playground. Somehow, Bunny had always possessed the confidence and ability necessary to eventually win people over to her side. Those she didn't win over had eventually realized that it wasn't fun picking on someone who only played it up and laughed along with you, and moved on. Bunny's entire high school career had been smooth sailing, popularity-wise. She got along with kids from different social circles, and those that didn't like her usually left her be. Sure, she still got weird looks, but she was the sort of person who liked the weird looks.

Now someone had done something that hadn't happened in years. Someone had been talking smack about her. This was almost a foreign concept. She just had to know what was said, and if it was the sort of thing she'd laugh at or get angry with. She had to know! And Cole was refusing to tell her! So she had threatened him with the thing he feared the most: female nudity.

She really thought that would have worked, but he still hadn't told her. So she had left her house with every intention on making good on her threat.

She arrived at Cole's house maybe an hour before sunset, and she found a tree with enough cover to shift behind. She took off her clothes and piled them neatly, and shifted effortlessly into a tiny, fluffy kitten. The she began the task of climbing the tree.

Who: Cole and Lilith
Where: Landers home
When: Late afternoon

( It won't take you away, up out of here. )

Who: Cole and Locke
Where: Skate park
When: Afternoon

( Just open up ad listen. )

Who: Cheyenne and Cole
Where: SOHS counselor's office
When: Fifth period

( There's no one here to save. )

Who: Locke, Cole, and Bunny
When: 4ish
Where: Cole’s house

Bunny was trying to be a good fake girlfriend. She had decided a good way to do this would be to visit Cole after school since he hadn’t been in school that day, and bring him a present. And also bring him the friend she was now certain he was secretly gay for. Wasn’t that nice? Locke had almost put a wrench in her plans with his little admission earlier, but he had agreed to it. Bunny really couldn’t blame Cole for not liking Angeline. She sure didn’t like Angeline, not that she had told Locke that. She’d certainly considered it though.

As she and Locke walked up the Landers driveway together, Bunny slipped her totally kick-ass Gizmo backpack off her shoulders, and began routing around inside for her gift to Cole. "I'm glad you decided to come," she told Locke. "We haven't all seen as much this summer as I would have liked. I'm sorry that I kind of... sucked, for half of it. I know you've been through hell lately. Forgive me?" She looked up at him with a hopeful smile. Faking it was getting easier every day.

Who: Niamh and Cole and open to any mermaid/man who wants to come play
Where: The Broadway Bridge/the Huron River
When: Shortly after 11:37am

( You just keep me hanging on )

Who: Cole and Kat
Where: Skate park
When: After school

( 'Hey girl hey!' )

Who: Cole and Rico
Where: SOHS Lunch room
When: Lunch-time

( 'It's the shoes this time isn't it?' )

Who: Cole and Lilith
Where: Landers' home
When: Early morning

( 'I want to stay home and make cookies with you.' )

Who: Angeline, Bunny, Cole and Locke
When: Night
Where: Hotel di Sei Ali

( Parties were an awkward sort of thing for Locke. )