August 2020






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Jul. 16th, 2020


[news: outside i scream]

For this week's selection from the window above the ice cream shop, Kavi has chosen to play the Zoltán Kodály, Sonata in B minor for solo cello. Please pay attention to the third movement as it is his favorite. The impromptu concert because at two minutes past seven in the evening. Man. How does that sound carry so well to the street below?

Jul. 15th, 2020


Cass R

[Locked to Cass R]

Hi, honey, you remember me?

Jul. 5th, 2020


[Public, Fairchilds.]

[The morning after this.]

[Burden Bell]
Are you there?

Hey. Come stay at the house, okay?

Jun. 29th, 2020


[Fairchild gala, the Capital.]

Who: Burden & Heath (with an appearance by Jon Hamm!Gabriel)
What: A gala to christen a new Fairchild-named charity.
Where: The Capital
When: Completed! Fuzzy time, but before the current partay
Warnings/Rating: Religion?

As the attention fell away, Heath's hand flexed on his glass and he slowly put it down next to a container of sliced limes and glistening red cherries. )

Jun. 23rd, 2020



Who: Burden Misha The Antichrist A Very Confused Boy
What: Narrative
Where: Hell
When: Let's just say timeless
Warnings/Rating: Religion

It was the stifling kind of hot that made him think of his momma fussing outside, sitting on the patio with a fan and some suntea on a table long-since faded. She was praying, Bible spread open on her lap. )

Apr. 30th, 2020


Leena B, ETA: Call: Burden B

[After this.]
[Locked to Leena B]
I require your attention briefly.

[And after he gets the photograph...]
[Call: Burden B]

Apr. 21st, 2020


Call: Burden B, ETA: Misha B

[Call: Burden B]

ETA: [Locked to Misha B]
[Though he knows it will come back as an unknown user, he feels he must attempt.]


Apr. 18th, 2020


hugh c, noah nw, audrey c, misha b, liam r

[Hugh C.]

Strangeness is afoot in Repose again. From what I’ve seen, some people are having bad experiences. I hope all is well with you?

[Noah NW.]

Looks like I’m the one doing the checking in this time. How are you, Noah? I feel it has been a long while since we've last spoken.

[Misha B.]

[...] Are you really gone?

[Audrey C.]

I felt the urge to say hello, I hope that isn’t strange, since we don’t know each other that well? How are you?

[Liam R.]
[Never sent.]

Are you still dead?

Apr. 10th, 2020



What: Memory
Will characters be viewing the memory or experiencing it?: Experiencing it
Warning, this memory contains: Violence, dark themes.

You're reminded of a psalm.  )

Apr. 4th, 2020


Damian W


[It ain't actually a post. He starts to post, but he doesn't have a clue what to say, and he walks away from it. But, see, the thing is, he's using a public computer (at the library in the Capital, to be precise, and real late and after closing), and it does get posted somehow. The post blank, with just the lock header and who it's from, and with no text written. Fuzzily after this, and he ain't been back in town since.]

Mar. 12th, 2020


[Narrative: Burden]

Who: Burden
What: Narrative
Where: Repose → The Capital
When: The past few days → Now
Warnings/Rating: No

It wasn't a special night. )

Feb. 26th, 2020


[Housewarming: Group log!]

Who: Anyone who wants to attend! (Even if you didn't receive an invite. The doors are unlocked!)
What: A housewarming party
Where: A house in the neighborhood
When: This weekendish
Stuff: Feel free to dibs, post opens, be in multiple threads, and list locations and warnings in headers.

The theme was heroes, and there was a basket outside the front door, filled with an assortment of DIY masks to be used by anyone who forgot a costume: Superheroes, historical figures, literary heroines and cute animals masks, all covered in glitter and paint. )



I suppose I should introduce myself. I'm Dr. Georgia Halloran, formerly of NYC.

I'm going to be setting up a clinic, so once that's ready I'll let you know.

I'm not really used to doing introductions like this, but hello.

Feb. 21st, 2020


[Gala, Capital: Burden & Damian]

Who: Burden & Damian
What: Burden is stealing things. Damian is being Damian.
Where: A gala in the capital
When: Fuzzy this weekend
Warnings/Rating: TBD

The Natural History Museum was the scene of a whole lot of the Capital's galas. It was real huge and impressive, and folks wanting money tended to like asking for it in places that were real huge and impressive. This here gala, it was to benefit a society dedicated to taking folks with abilities off the street. Everyone knew that prison in the Capital was full to bursting, and someone had to go and raise money for a second one. These folks, Burden didn't mind taking them for every last cent. In fact, he felt real good about emptying pockets here, and he had some specific targets planned for the evening: Mrs. Anderson, who was wearing herself one of the most perfect diamond necklaces ever made. Mr. Coltan, who was said to always carry the key to his vault in the city in his pocket. And Miss Valentine, who had truly been born as Miss Anne Jackson, and who wore an antique bracelet worth millions. Now, Burden, he wasn't real adept at knowing the value of things, but Father Amos had let him know what to grab and who to grab it from, and that there was something Burden was real adept at.

He was dressed in basic black, seeing as drawing attention wasn't the point of the evening. And just now, he was holding a champagne flute aloft as he listened to Mr. Coltan brag about his conquest of one Mr, Anders. He wore a mildly interested smile on his face, did Burden. He was a lazyish slouch, the kind of thing a refined and bored youth might manage picture-perfect, and Mr. Coltan went on with his tale. Mr. Anders, he was real fond of latex, or so it would seem. Burden, he'd already nicked the key for copying and was currently excusing himself to use the bathroom, and then he would be keen to put the original back into Mr. Colton's pocket. Doing so, returning the key, was going to take the same brand of finesse as borrowing it in the first place, but Burden would worry about that once the copy was made.


Mail Delivery!

This morning a card to the following people: Noah NW, Holly NW, Alex W, Mal R, Shiloh F, Billy K, Ren S, Rey S, Hugh C, Marta F, Dante Z, Leena B, Jamie M, Mars M, Burden B, Dietre A, Seven M, Casey C and David N )

Feb. 5th, 2020


Audrey C, Damian W, Cass R

[Group lock: Audrey C, Damian W, Cass R]
[As Burden B]

I reckoned I'd ask, since ya'll know the town, if this karaoke thing upcoming is worth attending.

Jan. 15th, 2020


Public, Noah NW, Burden B, Hannah S.

The books I took down to the hospital were a success. They're definitely in need of more if anyone is looking to donate I placed a box in the café and I'll take down in a week or so.

[Noah NW.]
I just wanted to say hi and hope you're well.

[Burden B.]
I have been caught singing at work and you're to blame.

[Hannah S.]
I got a present for you.

Jan. 6th, 2020


[Burden B.]

Hi, I know it's really late.


To message you, but I thought of a book you might like to try.

Winter's Tale.

That's all.

[Holly is added separately a bit later.]

Hi. Do you have a moment?

Jan. 1st, 2020



Happy new year, everyone. Anyone have any resolutions or goals for 2020?

[Hannah S.]

I never got to thank you for my gift. How are you doing?

Dec. 30th, 2019


[News: Mean-Eyed Cat]

[Flyers show up in windows and such on the night before New Year's Eve, all saying drinks will be 2-for-1 New Year's Eve at the Mean-Eyed Cat, and that everyone inside the bar at midnight will get a drink for just a dollar. There's even promise of different music for the evening, no offense to Johnny, with music requests welcome all night long.]

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