Madison Valley Role Play

Who: All the participants
What: Speed Dating Round 5
Where: The Musain
When: Saturday evening
Warnings: TBD
Status: Go forth~

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Who: All the participants
What: Speed Dating Round 4
Where: The Musain
When: Saturday evening
Warnings: TBD
Status: and GO!

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Who: All the participants
What: Speed Dating Round 3
Where: The Musain
When: Saturday evening
Warnings: TBD
Status: Go forth and date!

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Who:All those Participating.
What: Speed Dating Round 2
Where: The Musain
When: Evening
Rating: TBD
Status: Dates AWAY! (go)


( Speed Dating Round 2 )

Who: All the participants
What: Speed Dating Round 1
Where: The Musain
When: Saturday evening
Warnings: TBD
Status: READY... SET... DAAAAAAATE

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WHO: Axl Johnson and OPEN
WHAT: Assuaging his guilt...in a very unpleasant way
WHEN: This evening
WHERE: Lou's
WARNINGS: Violence
STATUS: Open/Ongoing

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I think I want a dog.

I haven't ever been away from my family on New Years. Working, sure. But never like this. Never by choice, and certainly not like this.

I missed Sunday dinner last night, too. I don't know if this is a dream, a nightmare, or some mucked up reality, but I don't like it. I'd like to go home to my wife and kids now, thanks.

Hey guys! So maybe this is silly, since I'm literally in my home right now (even if I don't usually spend a lot of time in Indiana?) but I gotta tell you, even heroes get homesick and I'm starting to feel

kinda...

you know??

And I think it's because I miss my friends. Like, are they all out there past the dome doing okay? Do they even know I'm gone? I'm not REALLY gone, I'm right here but - Y'all know what I mean!

So here's the thing: I wanna know about your friends. Tell me about your friends back home, or here, or wherever they are.

I'll start, and I'm gonna start with Japan because it's the New Years and boy, that dude freaking loves New Year's.

( Cut to save your flist )

So yeah! That's my friend. Tell me about yours!

Edit: I just remembered it's called mochi.

I've never understood New Years, really.

I mean, 2017 looks very much like 2016 to me.

Spending the night with a good friend. Jose. Don't judge.

And cheesy movies.

So, New Year's resolutions anyone?

Anyone up for Netflix?

Okay wow this sucks. It's difficult for me to tell who is real and who is a ghost. I'm going to make a blanket fort and not leave until this is over.

Today I had Egg Nog for the first time.

It's really quite disgusting, isn't it?

[Katniss]

I need to talk to you.

Who: Sybil Crawley and OPEN
When: Friday night
Where: Town
What: Doing some shopping
Status: OPEN | In Progress

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I saw Jane.

I know it was Jane.

How is this possible?

If I had a shiny Avengers badge in hand this entire edition would be dedicated to a certain purple loving archer guy but Robin Hood didn't pull through so you're stuck with generic gossip again this week.

Someone's telling this lady to try thing and see what feels good. This is your brain, this is your brain on drugs...just don't do it.

I don't actually suggest you go sit on the big guy's lap unless you want a restraining order and a sex offender badge. Keep that at home you naughty people.

I don't care how tempting it is. Just don't tell him.

Who can walk with the animals, talk with the animals, dress up and humiliate the animals? I mean what respectable dog wants to hang out with guys in santa hats? Of course if you make the dog wear little santa hats I'm on board.

One vote for the miracle of central heating here. I still call running water as the coolest.

Why is no one disturbed about the casual need to wash blood out of a hoodie?

Don't miss the party of the season. No one throws a better party than Lydia.

Someone is feeling nostalgic. Quick lay down until the feeling passes. Or drink more. Something like that.

Wait! Models? I'm all about watching that. Bring on the fashion and the half dressed women.

Jingle Bells Bat...wait probably shouldn't use that one. Anyway ugly sweater Hanukkah/Christmas party ahoy.

New arrivals to town:
There seems to be morepointy ears showing up here than at a Star Trek convention. Meet Tauriel, Elf lady.

His name is Jason Grace and he's confused. Pretty much par for the course.

Sam Wilson is new here too...and don't buy that thing about the alien overlords everyone knows it's a crazy government experiment.

And for John Mitchell a handy resource. Currency calculator

Another new arrival who thinks there might be drugs involved. Lindsay Weir

Heeeeeere's Nora

Snow White here seems to know Nora. Okay so it's Weiss Schnee. same thing.

Meet the newest arrival to the Dinglenob colony, Luna Lovegood

No Eretria it's not Heaven. not Hell either btw.

Who's letting ghosts in? Annie Sawyer. Seems legit.

And I like her hat. Meet Phryne Fisher.

And the less fun portion of the gossip, those who've left:
Abby Temple

People are killing trees to make their houses pretty?! Then throwing them away?!

I should cut those people off at their feet and decorate them and let them see how it feels!

I've read about this!

But I never thought it would actually happen to me. How lovely!

They said it was 2016, which means that I am...32? Except not, because I haven't actually lived all those years, you see. I'm actually still just twenty, I think. Which is good, because I have a lot I want to do in those twelve years.

My name's Luna Lovegood. I'm pleased to meet all of you. Isn't this just brilliant?

[Gale]

Should we put up one of those...decorated trees like I see everywhere?

[Public]

I don't really understand the holiday, but the lights and all the decorations are pretty. They brighten up the grey, cold days.

And the music that the choir is doing at the high school is really pretty.

[Wesley]

It worked.

[Public]

I just died and now my hoodie is all fucking blood. So uh, anyone know how to remove bloodstains? You'd think I know how, but nope.

( ooc )

I'm still a little off kilter, it's almost Christmas here, it wasn't anywhere near winter back home. I'm glad I no longer think I've been whisked off by the people back home, or that this is some seriously fucked up conspiracy.

I miss my cat. I didn't even want to own him but he picked me. And now he's not here. It feels.. weird. Who knew I'd miss TC. Is there a shelter here? I cannot believe I'm looking for a cat... I think I'd like the company.

I know I'm far from a kid anymore, but I still get excited waking up on Christmas morning.

You know, I'd think I was tripping if I wasn't of completely clear mind.

So...what the hell?

Gossip of the week? OMG!? I heard it through the grapevine? Loose lips?

Yeah still can't come up with a good name for this thing.

The whole town seems to be on on some sort of drugs. I mean raccoons stealing your food to wash it? Geometric shapes? What's next dreaming about being fed by a bird stuffing a worm down your throat?

This just in someone has more time on their hands than I do. Oh the humanity, make it stop!

People come and go and it sucks that it's all outside anyone's control. This is all.

Warning. There may be an outbreak of gothic Christmas decorations which actually could look pretty cool. I say go for it.

I can't actually report on this on pain of ugly things happening to me but go say a belated birthday to a beautiful lady.

Someone is doing some FABULOUS decorating. Gotta love a color scheme.

Um...I might actually have to go excuse myself after reading this history lesson.

Someone was here long enough to have a baby. Good thing that sort of thing only happens to folks like him in bad fan fic.

Go pick a side in the great tree debate of 2016

New gelato, there's an incredibly perky red head looking for you to come taste her dessert...and not in a bad like that sounds way. Seriously, go buy things.

And apparently someone takes tree hugging to a whole new level.

New arrivals to town:
Looks like someone is back that was here before but once again without remembering. meet Tom

I know we have others but I haven't gotten names or anything yet so stay tuned.

And the less fun portion of the gossip, those who've left:
Tom Branson
John Jaqobis
Jessica Jones

If you have any parties coming up that you want to put out blanket invites to let me know, or you can send me gossipy tidbits for things I don't know. Which isn't a lot I'll warn you now.

( Jessica Jones )

What are you doing tomorrow?

I really enjoyed kissing you...


( Gale Hawthorne )

I really don't think you want meth.



( Arthur )

Sorry for being encouraging with the meth thing.


( Ariadne )

I promise I won't give him meth again.

WHO: Barry Allen and OPEN
WHAT: Having some Burgers
WHEN: Thursday evening
WHERE: Hinkles
WARNINGS: TBD
STATUS: Open/Ongoing

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[Public, filtered away from Arthur]

Alright, I need help. I have no idea how to convince Arthur that this place is real and he's acting so bizarrely I'd think he was on drugs if it wasn't Arthur I was talking about.

Has anyone else had to deal with this?

Who: Jesse Pinkman and OPEN.
When: Monday evening.
Where: The Park
What: Jesse needs some fresh air.
Warnings: Jesse's on meth.
Status: Open | Incomplete

( Please don't make any sudden moves, you don't know the half of the abuse. )

I need help.

What the hell is this? This can't be the Green Clan. Is there another King I don't know about?

I can live on very little, but not on nothing. Is there any way to earn money around this place without taking on a pathetic mundane job?

Feeling twitchy. Can't tell if it's all this annoying holiday spirit or something more now that I'm all back to normal.

This calls for some drinking.


[Perky kid from the park]
You good? Not that I can do anything about it if you aren't. Shouldn't even check on you.

I'm still not convinced this is real.

Thanksgiving. A time to be thankful for what we have. I have nothing but memories, many of which I am not thankful for.

[Jesse]
How soon will it be ready?

Sometimes I forgot as a two legged creature I do not have the exact balance as I do in my natural form. I have misjudged. The cool water feels good while the aches are soothed, but I fear I may require stitches. I heal much faster than humans but I believe they are still necessary.

I'm considering attempting to cook actual food.

I figure, if I can make what I made back home, food should be easy enough.

Who wants to be my guinea pig?

Okay guys, true story.

I got attacked by a fucking squirrel today. I was going for a walk, trying to run off some of the steam left over from the supermoon, and I stopped for a second to catch my breath. Out of nowhere,

WHAM, this baseball-sized acorn smacks me in the head.

I look up, and this squirrel is sitting there chattering at me like it's the funniest thing in the whole world.

So I wolf out at it, thinking that'll scare it away. Does it? Nope.

It grabs another acorn grenade and clobbers me right in the middle of the forehead.

Moral of the story?

Cute woodland creatures are actually assholes.

So if I promise to bring an extra turkey will someone invite me to their Thanksgiving?

I've never been alone on Thanksgiving before. And I think it would suck.

What's up, Madison Valley?

Looks like I'm back just in time to have missed the huge rush of pumpkin flavored everything.

...Anyone I know still here? I guess I should start there.

Who: Jesse Pinkman and Arthur
What: Two guys getting their drink on
Where: Lou's
When: Monday evening
Warnings: Sorry, Arthur is an obnoxiously loud muse
Status: Closed

( Read more... )

Bobbi told me I should post here to connect with people.

Hello, then. I'm Arthur and I arrived just yesterday.

Eames, Ariadne, Cobb? If you're in this dream with me here now's a good time to say so.

[Bobbi]
Thank you for the information.

Who: Jesse Pinkman and OTA (multiples welcome)
What: Jesse drinks.
Where: Verdant, for a change of pace.
When: Monday evening.
Warnings: TBD
Status: OPEN | Incomplete

( Here we are now, entertain us. )

[Public, filtered away from Darcy]

It's Darcy's birthday tomorrow. Everyone has to wish her a happy birthday. Singing is encouraged! Especially if it's randomly around town. Pictures and video are a plus.

[Private: Darcy | Jane]

We're going to lunch tomorrow.

I swear, if this place doesn't stop taking away my werewolfitude, I'm going to...I don't know.

Scream.

Break something.

Kill something.

All of the above.

So, I'm guessing the pack Thanksgiving will be pretty full this year.

Minnesota sucks. Nothing good comes out of Minnesota. Nothing. Ever.

So, just out curiosity, who is having the Thanksgiving I can crash?

So, at what point, if one could quantify it, does the crap that happen around here become your new normal? Where it no longer surprises you with the shit it pulls?

And I swear if it takes my magic again, ever, I am done.

[Public]

To my dearest friends and neighbors, I must apologize profusely. It seems that the new recipe I used this past week is some kind of drug that causes people to act in a way they would not normally. I am horrified and embarrassed by my mistake, and I will do my best to make up for my error. If there are any errands or chores I could help with, it would be my pleasure. I am truly so sorry.