InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "I look jaundiced."

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.

Code

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.

CODE CREDIT

(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)

Buffy Summers - Arrival One Shot

buffy_summers
2019-06-15 10:16 pm UTC (link)

Buffy Summers opened her eyes. This was in fact a normal thing to do, but what wasn’t normal was the fact it didn't usual rain inside the training room she had been in. She absently pushed some already soaked strands of hair from her face as she tried to gather her bearings. Huh, she didn’t recognize her surroundings that was for sure. The last thing she recalled, she had been training with Faith, as they took turns with the Slayer scythe. She had managed to snatch the scythe from Faith’s hands as the other Slayer hit her with a firm kick that had sent her careening to the floor. It had been a good blow, knocking the wind out of her to boot, but last she checked Faith’s kicks didn’t teleport people to what looked like freaking Times Square. Buffy jumped to her feet, clutching her scythe and was about to demand some answers when she noticed something floating toward her. Her eyes narrowed, but she grabbed the object from mid air and discovered it was a letter to her. Her brow furrowed as she looked it over and ominous cracks of thunder and lightning filled the sky.

“This has got to be some kind of joke.” Buffy muttered as she glanced around to see if anyone looked fishy to her. When nothing seemed to ping on her radar, the blonde continued to read and try to take it all in. Well, it had to have something to do with magic; the letter was mysteriously dry, even as Buffy started to feel the chill of being out in the rain for too long. So if this wasn’t a joke, which was possible since some magical pranksters had been upping their game back at home base, then she was stranded in another dimension and that meant she had to find a way home as soon as possible. Sure, it also probably meant she was going to have to slay some great and terrible supernatural being in the process, but that was normal, especially this time of year. Technically that rang true any time of year when she really thought about it...

But first she needed to get her head in the game and do some recon. It was time to wear that bubbly Buffy mask and start asking questions. If the smiles didn’t get what she wanted she could always attempt brute force, but she would try it the polite way for the time being.

(Reply to this)

(Read comments) -