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Some Reality Mods (somerealitymods) wrote in somerealityrpg,
@ 2019-06-15 08:08:00

Current mood:	chipper
Entry tags:	!gamewideplot, active: freddy freeman, active: natasha romanoff, active: nico di angelo, active: peter parker, active: rose hathaway, active: tony stark, inactive: cisco ramon, inactive: jughead jones, inactive: solona amell

OPENING POST
WHO: Everyone!
WHERE: Various NYC areas.
WHEN: June 15 - June 23
WARNINGS: Possible strong language, I imagine.
SPOILERS? Possible movie/book/show/comics, but I don't believe anything is newer than one month or so.

You can't use an old map to explore a new world.

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JUNE 15 - JUNE 23

ARRIVALS

Welcome to Goodland, a replica of Manhattan, New York, U.S.A. with one major difference → there is only ONE large apartment building (Ostrich's Villa) that magically adds floors when needed. Oh, my! Your awesome entity grew bored with his current ~~toys~~ and decided to invite more ~~play-things~~ friends so here you are. Exciting, yes? The magic is intense so Goodland is currently experiencing severe weather, including lightening, heavy rain, and intense wind. However, magically, your letter is dry when it floats to you.

Feel free to use one or more of the following ideas to get started:

◊ Utilize comments to either describe where, when, and how your character arrived or write a short one shot.

◊ Use the above details to write to

somerealityweb.

◊ Allow the above post to inspire threads in

somerealityrpg.

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Natasha Romanoff Arrival One Shot

comespywithme
2019-06-15 03:13 pm UTC (link)

She could hear the rain beating down on the roof and she let out a sigh. The weather meant that this would be a very long day because it was hard to track someone in the rain but they'd do it because it was what they did. As she slowly woke up, she realized she didn't feel well and then she opened her eyes.

She wasn't in bed. She was staring up at the underbelly of something that wasn't a roof and she was on the ground. The ground? What the hell? She rolled out from under whatever it was ans got to her feet. When she did, she knew exactly where she was. She was in Central Park for some fucked up reason, she had woken up under the Alice in Wonderland statue. Which was weird since she'd gone to bed somwherein the Middle East. Before she could think of where to go to get out of the rain, she felt a wave of nausea and hurried over to the wall and puked her guts up in the grass. Certainly not the first person to do that, she wagered. Probably not the first person to go to sleep under the statue either.

Sitting down on the wall, she took a few deep breaths and then a letter floated down out of nowhere. "This is some freaky shit," she said as it landed in her lap and she read it. Well, none of this felt like a dream so she might as well go with it, she thought and she got up and tried to find her way out of the park and to wherever this place was.

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