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Aug. 17th, 2020



Pretty purple now. Who else has?

Aug. 2nd, 2020


Forum: Public.

Well, purple's not really my colour, but some anonymous individual seems to think otherwise. I'm assuming I'm not the only one if what I'm reading is any indication.

Jun. 22nd, 2020


Forum: Hugh C / Dante Z / Holly NW / Aubrey R / Audrey C.

[Posted a few days after this!]

[Hugh C.]
I promised that I would keep you updated if I found anything and I also told you that I was a man of my word, so here we are. I didn't learn a lot but I did pick up a few things that might help us. Or they might make things all the more complicated, it's yet to be seen.

And how is the shoot going? Well, I hope.

[Dante Z.]
Hola. ¿Como estas durmiendo ahora? Sé que no necesito preocuparme por ti, pero espero que me hagas el humor de todos modos.

[Holly NW.]
Gracias for your assistance at the site, and for sharing your thoughts with me. I'm a stranger to you, more or less, so you didn't have to do that. I just wanted you to know that I appreciate it.

[Aubrey R.]
Hey, Sarge. Mind if I pick your brain for a minute?

[Audrey C.]
Hello, Audrey. I'm sure you're receiving a lot of random messages from people you don't recognise or remember, but hopefully you can tolerate one more. How are you?

May. 12th, 2020


Narrative / Text: Aubrey R.

[It's exactly 0300 hours when Rafe bolts upright in the bed, snapped out of a habitually light sleep by a sound that doesn't belong. Something alien and unwelcome, an intrusion on territory that is well and truly (and solely) his.

It's a low sound, a rolling rumble, like localised thunder. A growl. )

He is alone. And yet he is not. And it doesn't make a bit of sense.

His phone is on the nightstand and he's snatched it up in his hand without thinking, punching in and sending a text just as automatically and thoughtlessly. It's only after the delivery confirmation blinks up next to the message that he recognises what he has done and by then it's too late to take it back.]

You awake?

[Odds are if he wasn't before the message came through, he is now.]

Apr. 20th, 2020


Forum: Seven M / Call: Aubrey R.

[Seven M.]
I got back into town yesterday. I would have contacted you sooner but Repose decided to do its thing.

[Call: Aubrey R.]
[At around 8:35am, once he's sure he's 100% steady and after he's triple-checked that he has the right number.]

Mar. 15th, 2020


Adrian M


Hey, sweetheart.

Dec. 20th, 2019


Aubrey R

Aubrey R

Are the animals the murderer, or the murdered?


Locked: Mal R

You sound like somebody I really want to get to know.

Nov. 24th, 2019


Into Town: Daniel/OPEN

Who: Daniel & Aubrey!
What: Some mild crazy and teeth!
Where: Outside the Bus Station
When: Day after
Warnings/Rating: None

He was not concerned, and didn’t wonder why. )

Nov. 19th, 2019


[anon, public]

I'm looking for a young man named Leo Long.

Oct. 17th, 2019


[locked to aubrey r]

[From Adrian.] Hello.

Aug. 26th, 2019


Adrian M, Lou R, Destiny S, Marta F, Aubrey R

[Locked to Adrian M]

[Locked to Lou R]
Are you involved in this latest drama?

[Individual locks: Destiny S, Marta F]
What have I missed, my dudes?

[Locked to Aubrey R]
How many hikers have you lost in my absence?

May. 23rd, 2019


[Bonfire: Everyone!]

Who: Everyone! Anyone!
What: Travis' bonfire.
Where: Lakefront, behind Mason's home.
When: Nowish/Night
Warnings/Rating/Add'l: Anything goes. In headers place: locations, warnings, indication whether a thread is open.

The bonfire. )

Apr. 26th, 2019


Mayers+, Destiny S, Public

[Locked to Mayers+]
is everyone okay?

[Locked to Destiny S]
hey, i just wanted to check in.

[After seeing this and wondering... what if...? As Si M.]
if you were rescued at sea by a pirate, [...] sorry.

Mar. 8th, 2019


Elijah and Aubrey: the garage

Who: Elijah and Aubrey
When: Recent
Where: Bill's garage

There was a book under the counter. Elijah could picture it without seeing it. The cover was dull beige with a bird cradled in the centre, goldenrod yellow. It was fat with promise and hours and hours of sitting until his feet cooled and the blood pooled in his legs until stretching provoked the sensation known as 'pins and needles' and was the restoration of the circulation system. There was a book under the counter but in the absence of one of the birds (the girl who was in her thirties and less girl than woman, but who dressed in denim and who smelled strongly of cherry suckers and hair-products and Elijah lacked the vocabulary for such a woman despite all his reading) he was behind the counter instead of out back. This unnerved him. He evaded eye-contact with anyone in the vague proximity of the street in the hope that none would come into the garage and his hands were protected in thin gloves made for working with the parts outside.

That was the other reason he couldn't read: oil. Elijah was fastidious about cleanliness. He liked soap, and disinfectant and anything that would banish the suggestion of dirt, blood or viscera to a strongly-scented delusion. He smelled of mint, and a little of lemons and motor-oil, from the gloves. He couldn't read the book to while away the time waiting for people and he couldn't disappear into the back, which he wanted to do most because of the cash register. People were morons, present an easy opportunity and the thin veneer of civility flaked and cracked like cheap paint. Society was temporary, it didn't matter what political philosophers thought.

The radio was on. A station mostly music, less chattering radio heads. Elijah couldn't think in the face of too much talking, and he loathed the peppy sound of the presenter's voice, but he didn't talk frequently enough for it to hook underneath Elijah's skin and pull. There was someone walking toward the door. Elijah flinched, looked wildly in the direction of the breakroom in the hope that the other girl would materialize out of thin air and take this encounter out of the realm of likelihood, and gave himself up to the inevitability of contact.

It wasn't that Elijah didn't like people. He did. Behind glass, or at distance enough they couldn't touch him. He couldn't smell disease on the air, or the coughs and colds of winter, but he imagined what it might be like. He was a narrow man, in navy blue wool sweater turned over at the elbows over an undershirt that was faded gray, and his face was mistrust over a beard. Elijah's facial expression was flexible as rubber, and transparent as glass.

Feb. 5th, 2019



[After this and this and this.]

Come on, people. Can we not go easy on the woods for five minutes?

Jan. 26th, 2019


Public, Patrick G

[After this and this. Public, as 'Aubrey R'. With a non-verbal tone of exasperation.]

Super glad to see that home hasn't lost its touch for the dramatic, or anything. I was starting to worry that I might have to live a boring life.

Oh, did I say 'have to'? I meant 'get to'. My b.

[Patrick G/Ranger lock]

Hey. Care to share anything you know about this that I don't? Planning on going out for a run. [And no, he doesn't mean on two legs.] You know, say hi to the woods. Maybe flirt a little. Pee on some stuff. Any suggestions?

Jul. 19th, 2016


sam a, cris m, daniel w, aubrey r, claire j

[sam a]

How was the night? Did you like the art?

[cris m]

How did it go? I assume you came.

[daniel w]

Did you go?

[aubrey r]

Hello there.

[claire j]

[...] My apologies for not contacting you sooner. Things were a bit [...] hectic before the party.

Jun. 3rd, 2016


A series of locks: oliver k, ceil l, louis d, daniel w, cat c, sasha j, seven m, aubrey d

[oliver k]

they've done clean-up. safe as houses out there now, promise.

[ceil l]

i hear you're back in town, hello, sunshine.

[louis d]

state of the union, please and thank you.

[daniel w]

i take your silence as sulking for the non-production of libations. can i make due sacrifice at the altar of tiny feline in order to buy good graces again?

[cat c]

could you be alive? please? now, preferably.

[sasha j]

summary greeting before do you know where your sister is?

[seven m]

so there's a world of ways to begin this, but let's start with hello.

Jun. 1st, 2016


Manning T, Aubrey R, Call: Lou D

[Shortly after he and Sam return to Repose.]

[Locked to Manning T]
We're here. All good?

[Locked to Aubrey R]
Alright, we're back. Whatever I owe you, you just lemme know.

[Call: Lou D]

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