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Paradiso Mods (paradisomod) wrote in paradisolog,
@ 2016-10-29 18:13:00

Entry tags:

!bonfire, ~chloe sullivan (ladywatchtower), ~mary crawley (ladycontrary)

Tonight's Bonfire
Happy Halloween, islanders! There might not be a calendar to keep track of what month it is on Sex Island, but the gods remember. Tonight's bonfire will be

Just for tonight the island is HAUNTED! Only the immediate area of the bonfire will be spook-free. Everywhere else (except for homes with babies because babies are excluded) hosts ghosts. Everything from Scooby Doo goofy to OMFG NOPE Ringu is out there. Players get to decide.

Each completed haunted thread will get an extra 500 points! So have fun and Happy Sex Island Halloween!!

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Chloe & OPEN (multiples welcome)

ladyofwatchtowr
2016-10-29 07:40 pm UTC (link)

Chloe came to the bonfire with Clark tonight. It seemed like he could handle some time among the rest of the members of the island. She'd told Finnick to have a good time if he wanted. She wasn't looking to hook up tonight.

She definitely noticed something weird tonight. The sun hadn't gone down yet, but it felt kind of like someone was watching her. Chloe figured it was just her imagination or Arva so she ignored it.

The sun was fully set, the bonfire lit so she settled in with Clark in her lap.

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Mary Crawley & OTA (multiples welcome)

ladycontrary
2016-10-29 07:56 pm UTC (link)

What the heck was going on?

Mary hadn't been planning on going to the bonfire that night as she had been feeling nauseated all day. Her breasts were sore and her clothing was starting to get tight. Basically, she was not in the mood. She was lying on her bed reading when she heard noises - like someone rattling a door. At first she thought it was outside her hut, but as she listened, she realized that the sound was too close. Mary presumed it was Jim trying to play some sort of joke on her and she was about to let him have it. Perhaps he wasn't experienced enough to realize that one should never mess with a pregnant woman. Then, one of the tea mugs on her shelf started to shake violently until it spun off and crashed onto the floor.

After that she thought that she should probably leave.

Unsettled, she was at the bonfire, but kept looking over her shoulder, as if she expected someone to sneak up on her at any moment. Maybe it was Jim playing a joke. If it was, he was going to get it for sure.

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Finnick and OTA

dist4_finnick
2016-10-29 09:39 pm UTC (link)

Chloe had gone ahead with Clark. Finnick was going to follow them to the bonfire later, but for the moment he was enjoying being home alone in peace and quiet. He just sat in the recliner for a few minutes, listening to the breeze outside. The only time it had been this quiet in their home lately was when Clark was asleep, and then they had to walk on egg shells for fear of waking him up. It was relaxing not having to worry about that, or keep one ear turned towards the bedroom in case he started crying.

It wasn't quite dark yet, but the sun was starting to go down when Finnick started to feel a sense of wrongness that he couldn't name. He felt a chill, even though it wasn't cold, and a growing feeling of unease and restlessness.

Well, relaxing time must be over. Time to change clothes and head to the bonfire. He took a very quick shower and put on some clean clothes, the uneasy feeling growing the whole time. By the time he was dressed and leaving the cabin it was almost full dark, and he couldn't wait to escape the increasingly oppressive feeling of wrongness inside. He thought he'd feel better outside, but he couldn't have been more wrong. There was just enough light that his eyes were playing tricks on him. He kept thinking he saw movement in his peripheral vision, but when he turned towards it there was nothing there. He could barely see the path, but luckily the cabin was right by the main camp and it was a very short walk to the bonfire. He didn't know why he was feeling so jumpy, but hopefully being where there was light and other people would make him feel better.

He told himself it would be fine, he'd be there in no time. Then he started to hear something in the woods calling his name. He stopped to listen, not sure he'd really heard it the first time. The hairs on his arms stood up as he heard it again, practically a whisper this time, and much, much closer.

He took off down the path at a dead run, not waiting to see if it was someone playing a trick on him, or something worse, and not caring if he looked like an idiot or not.

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