Stroma Isle - In Character Community

I can't believe I've been here almost 10 full days.

Hey. I wanted to introduce myself. I got here a couple of days ago, but with the whole hell hound thing, I didn't get a chance to do this.

Name's John Sheppard. Lieutenant Colonel in the Air Force. Got a lot of experience exploring uncharted territory and fighting the unexpected. Is there some kind of organized security force? Seems like setting up a structured watch schedule might be a good idea in case something else happens.

I GOT IT! I found it! I know how to get rid of the hounds. Everybody find some chalk or something to draw with. Go to corners and draw a curve in front of them. It blocks the corner with roundness. It'll take a while, but eventually the hounds will have less and less access, grow bored and find something else to do.

[Filtered to Kol]

Uhh...it looks like I have your throwing star dark object thing. I know, very precise description.

This is a far cry from Europe.

*Not the Europe I know, apparently.

Mikaelsons & Adjacent

I know it takes a lot to hurt most of us, but is everyone okay?

Friends/Allies*

Check in. If you’re hurt or backed into a corner, I can fight and I know some pretty good healing spells. If any of you die, I swear I’ll fable in necromancy and bring you back just so I can kill you myself. Cool? Cool.

*if you’ve had a friendly conversation with Hope, she counts you in this group. If you want to handwave something, hit me up!

Who: Kol and Elijah
What: brother bonding time (taking out aggression on fishpeople)
Where: the beach
When: morning of day 8
Warnings: TBD, but will update as necessary
Status: closed

( Well, at least the pair could take out their feelings on something other than themselves )

[Filtered to magic types]

Does anyone possibly have ideas for how to preserve blood for those of us who require it?

Okay, now I would prefer the torture I was receiving in New Orleans.

For a thousand years I lived in fear due to the hatred of my own father, and I refuse to live in fear ever again. And asking me to do so seems cruel, so perhaps I am not the only monster after all.

[Private to the Mikaelsons ONLY]

Don't look for me.

Pretty sure we all saw the threats and potential chaos going on in those posts. I'm recommending that we take it for what it is: Bluster brought on by ignorance. "Don't feed the trolls". I'm looking at you, Klaus and Kol.

This is not the time or place to draw lines in the sand. It's a small island.

Though I've been here a full week now this is the first time I've said anything publicly or introduced myself to anyone here. So, hello. I'm Castiel, an angel of Heaven, and companion of Dean Winchester, whom I protect fiercely and am extremely loyal to.

Among other things, I can normally heal injuries with a touch, though I've seen this new place may prove that wrong. I can fish and hunt, and I am also knowledgeable about plants and fish and insects, things that humans may need to eat if dire situations arise. I believe I can be useful here to former or non-humans here in many ways as well.

And that out of the way, I would like it to be known that I would prefer that my abilities are more helpful to the others here than wrathful, and I would hate to have to say try it and see, but if any threats against Dean become more than just talk, know that he has a guardian angel watching over him.

Freya's gone and this place feels just a little more empty without my older sister.

Hey. So I was wondering if you'd like to share living space with me.

Well, this is just bloody wonderful.

Can someone kindly point me in the direction of whoever did this so I can kill them have a little chat with them about how rude it is to bloody kidnap someone?

Mikaelsons*

Are we going to check out that staircase or what? Family adventure?

*Davina and Hayley are included in this.

Who: Hayley Marshall & Elijah Mikaelson
What: Reunion
When: Day Five morning
Where: Lighthouse complex
Warnings: TBD
Status: Closed

( I never thought I'd see you again. )

One minute I'm encouraging Kol to stop playing with his food and another minute I'm...

here.

The letter certainly leaves a lot to be desired.

nothing to see here folks