Save Atlantis RPG

Went for a little morning flight and got massively caught in the storm. So class is delayed because I feel like one of those Regency characters who will catch their death from standing in the rain longing for their beloved.

...Except I was having more fun, I think.

It took me ages to apparate back at home even!

EDIT (POST DEPARTURES)

Aw. :( Now I feel like going back out into the rain and shout expletives at the ether.

[post quidditch]

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh my Gooooooooooooood

Anyway, post-game R&R anyone?

Hello? My name is Alan Alanna. I'm assigned to Team 11. Field Agent (I'm still not sure what this entirely entails). Is all the singing normal? This is a very strange place. I do not know it very well but I like your food very much.

Is there anyone from Tortall here? Pirate's Swoop? I wouldn't even complain if anyone from the Royal Palace made it here....

It's a good thing I didn't have to play Quidditch today. Although it's gonna make taking care of Sora and the other dragons a little difficult.



[ PLOT :: ♆ - ONE CHARACTER EACH wakes up as Dalmatian Puppy ]

Oh okay.

Dear Matt,

It's true, I suppose, that writing can really help get stuff off your chest, but I was never particularly good with words, or at least I didn't think I was. To be honest I'm not much for self reflection; or I wasn't until I got here. I guess all this cosmic "stuff" has a way to make you think. And now I am a fan of writing it out. Not to people, necessarily, but I might just grab a diary or something.

This feels new to me too, you don't read like anybody I know. And I've never had an anonymous penpal! I like it.

You're not wrong in that I've met people here I wouldn't have otherwise. In a way I've had a lot more excitement here than I was ever likely to back home and considering my previous situation that's saying quite a bit. I suppose I should look on the bright side, I always do anyway. But that day I wrote you, it had only just happened. And I was on that arena thingy, which left me out of sorts for days. I'm a little more cheerful a week later, I'll tell you that much.

I do love music! I don't know that I have a favourite genre just because I like so much from so many different ones, you know? I've been catching up on Earth music from all the years I hadn't lived yet, actually. Why, are you a musician?

Best,
Maureen Wilson

PS: They gave me my mother's maiden name, I think I may have an auntie with my very name. It's funny.
PPS: I did remain remarkably coherent then? Good to know. I don't drink much so I suppose it's genes!

Dear Maureen,

I've always found writing to be a cathartic exercise or, at the very least, a good way to sort through my thoughts. When you add it to the chance to potentially meet someone new - unless you're one of those I've met already, but this has a new feeling, anyway, thanks to the anonymity of it - I'm glad for the chance to participate in this, compulsory or not.

I'm sorry to read that you seem to be having a hard time in Atlantis. I do feel I have a good support system, as well as the opportunity to know people I wouldn't have gotten to know at home. Sometimes bad things happen, but I think that's true for any place, and for me, at least, the good has outweighed the bad. That's something I am grateful for.

I'll close with a question: Do you like music? If you do, what is your favorite genre?

Best regards,

Matt

PS Thank you. It's a mouthful of a name, but at least it's interesting.

PPS You must have a remarkably high tolerance. I know some people who wouldn't be able to write so coherently after that much to drink.

My trail is in the shape of a lightning bolt. I have to admit, I'm kind of amused.

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I'm not saying this is a bad thing, but I have the polar opposite of a green thumb. Does anybody know any spells for like, keeping plants alive? Or, does anybody want some plants?

It's been an oddly relaxing day of watering though.

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[Post-Quidditch]

You guys did amazing. It doesn't always seem that way after a loss, but they just played better. Doesn't mean we played bad in the slightest and I'm treating you all to drinks.

[Family/Canonmates/Friends]

Is everybody doing okay? It's been a shitty month and I want to, like. Check in.

So all right my team didn't win (again) and as co-captain & someone who made a living out of Quidditch (which meant being good at it else they don't want to pay you, believe it or not) miffs me a bit but all competition aside, it really helped me get back to myself so cheers everyone. It meant a lot to be back out there.

Here's to all ye winners!

I've been in Atlantis for a week now and after some careful consideration, I've decided to stay. I'm curious about the work being done here and I'm excited to be a part of Intake. Those of you that work in the position, I'd love to get together.

I don't enjoy talking about mysI look forward to getting to know all of you in my time here.

So, what the fuck was the point of that meant to be?

[To people in the Arena]

I'm sorry. I panicked regressed wasn't suited to a leadership role when we were in there and I apologise for that. I should've been stronger more put-together.

Thank you to everybody who helped in various ways, though. I owe you all drinks and dinner if/when you feel up to it.

[Separate filters to Bones and Pike, same message]

Sorry you had to watch me being a mess, apparently. Kind of embarrassing.

I guess I'll be wearing nothing but purple today.


[ PLOT :: ♆ - No matter what 6 CHARACTERS put on today their clothing turns purple. ]

[ALL ARENA SURVIVORS]

You don't have to be okay. I just want you to know that. Even if you're doing well with counseling or talking or whatever ... if you need to be somewhere you don't have to talk, I'm happy to just sit with you. And we don't have to say anything.

[PEVENSIES + JULIE]

Ed, when you eventually read this, I want you to understand that I'm incomprehensibly proud of you. Your behaviour has reminded me of that Kipling poem ...

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

Reyna, Peter, Lucy, Julie ... darlings I'm sorry.

[AMBROSE SPELLMAN]
Sorry you had to see that. And suffer through that. And that, that and that.

At least we're alive!

And I've taken the chance to inform myself about poisonous frogs. They're using them for medication. Yaaaay

How does one figure out if they've gone insane or not?

I suppose if this is real then it'd be rude not to introduce myself. I'm Theo Montgomery.

This probably goes without saying, but all quidditch matches and practices are postponed until we get our people back.

MAY 10

LEANNE MAO + AMBROSE SPELLMAN
Leanne picks up a pine cone with a poisonous frog holding onto it, horrible death ensues

ARENA (MOUNTAINS) | R (DEATH)

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