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[07 Oct 2009|01:55am] |
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Who: Sophia & Open
Where: Town center
When: Morning
What: Hurricane Sophia
Sophia was worried. She had been trying to cover these stories, but the truth was out now. Since a goddamn dragon went soaring over Mysteria. This was the story of a lifetime, and the kicker?
She wasn't allowed to report it.
No one was. The Editor said there was protocol for these sort of things. That they couldn't leave documentation of it. It was a promise he had made ages ago, blah blah, woof woof. The point was, this story was going unchecked while all hell broke loose. They covered, warning people about the 'accident' that had rendered half of the town unconscious. Accident. Stupid people.
To top it off, Casey was MIA. She had no idea where he had been. He never talked to her anymore, never hung out with her, never even wanted her. She didn't know what his problem was. She was starting to feel really lonely and it was eating at her. She called and left a message for Nadia to see how she was doing, then sat down on a bench, pouting.
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| A call to arms |
[07 Oct 2009|11:41am] |
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Who: All the fey
When: 9am, after the fires have been put out
Where: Abandoned building outside of the mound
What: A call to arms
Simone had called this meeting. Gathered all the fey she could find that was hiding in Mysteria and brought them there. Sides and standing didn't matter. They had a larger problem at hand. Such things didn't matter now.
The Wild Hunt had begun. She would bet her life that the queen was looking for the star. The fallen star in the Dreaming that had caused all of this. Now humans were getting trapped in a dream state and the only city near the Mound was burning. They had to stop it. She silenced the squabbling with a whistle.
"That is enough. Don't you see what's happening here? The Dreaming is in chaos. The mortal world is slowly falling into ruin as well. The Wild Hunt has began, and we all know what that means. The Wyldefae will be forced to choose or die, and god knows what will happen if the queen gets her hands on the star. We have to take action, and we have to do it now." Her voice was strong and authoritative, the kind of voice that made the others really listen, want the change. "We go into the Dreaming. We find the star. We stop this madness."
"But how will we find it?" A brownie asked meekly, as if afraid of Simone's wrath.
"We work together of course. Pool all of our resources, feuds and squabbles aside. The first one to find it? You will wish for things to return to their rightful state. This is too important not to. We're talking about the Dreaming itself, life as we all know it. We don't have time or chances for anything else. This is it. Now. Who's in?"
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