| Theo |
[20 Aug 2016|09:46am] |
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One of my friends are hosting a party tonight and I was wondering if you would want to come with me?
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[20 Aug 2016|10:26am] |
What the fuck? This again?
I was literally just getting my life together. [Not really, but she was just settling in again]
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[20 Aug 2016|11:13am] |
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Woah.
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| Aquarium Stiles |
[20 Aug 2016|02:01pm] |
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Knock it off.
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[20 Aug 2016|02:18pm] |
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Coño! ¿Me estás vacilando? Miguel? Dónde estás?
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| Humans |
[20 Aug 2016|02:32pm] |
As many of you have noticed, there have been several horrors which have been thrust upon you. They will continue to happen until the order is restored. Prepare to feel the wrath of mother nature!
[And by the horrible wrath, she means the outbreak of mushrooms and the attack on the prison. New poisonous plants will be appearing all around town as well. These could potentially cause rashes, patches, allergies, burns, and anything else bad you want to happen to your people.]
[Clark]
What are you doing tonight?
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| Open Video |
[20 Aug 2016|04:58pm] |
[She's in her room, staring at her phone one second, reading about possibly heading back to Harvard and what that would take. And the next she's in a park. It's warmer than it was back home.
Lydia squints up at the sun and looks around for a moment. Her heart is beating fast but at the same time, this place feels familiar enough to stop her from panicking. Maybe she's hallucinating. Maybe it got worse again. But maybe this time-- No.
She shakes her head and hesitates for a second before calling Scott. He'll be able to figure out where she is. She just doesn't realize that the video connects publicly a moment later when it can't reach him.]
C'mon, Scott. Pick up.
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| Accidental Video Post |
[20 Aug 2016|05:30pm] |
[She sits quietly while listening to the radio. She's trying hard to concentrate on the "novel" she's working on, but nothing's inspiring her. The character she writes is practically her mother. She took all of the main characteristics. She's stunning, funny, and able to make the best of everything... but she can't capture the vibrancy. The words are cold and flat, and she deserved more than that. She doesn't notice that she's crying until she realizes it's getting hard to breathe. She wipes down her face with her sleeve and backs up from the typewriter. The tears keep on streaming.]
Crap. [She mutters to herself as she tries to wipe them all away.]
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[20 Aug 2016|06:10pm] |
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It's too hot hunt in my true form. Are there any people capable enough to come with me to the woods and find meat?
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| Werewolves and Friends* |
[20 Aug 2016|08:41pm] |
[*People who are cool with werewolves]
Hi, I'm Amber. I thought this might be easier if I knew I wasn't totally alone and maybe if you all knew you're not totally alone if you feel like you are. Some things about me, I'm fifteen-years-old, my favorite holiday is Christmas, and I've been a werewolf for just over two months.
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