The Dome :: An Original Character RPG - May 5th, 2013
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| Who: Jack and Mannix Where: trader's circle When: mid day Warnings: language Mannix had made December coffee before he left, then slipped out to head down to the doors. He hadn’t yet decided what he should do with his day, but it was a good place to meet up with his brother and discuss long term arrangements, just in case the door didn’t open. At this point, he wasn’t entirely sure he wanted it to. He was enjoying his stay in Delphi, even if it wasn’t planned. “What do you think would happen if we stayed here?” he asked his brother, watching as the argument over the locked door became more heated. “You think dad would send someone after us?” "I think he's already sent someone after us, because we're officially late to our next job." Jack said. He wasn't in a great mood. In fact, it could quite accurately be described as cranky. He wasn't sleeping well, he was antsy about the fucking doors not being opened, and more than that--he was pissed because no one seemed to know shit about anything. It was frustrating at best. That, and the only person he really wanted to spend much time with he hadn't been able to catch. Jack was not a happy bunny. ( and hooray violence! ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Eli and Liam Where: Their house When: Evening Warnings: None ( Read More ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Pat and Chiri Where: Park When: mid day Warnings: Language ( Read More ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Claire and Gabe Where: Gabe’s house When: Evening Claire had been ignoring the hunger pains for awhile. She had homework to finish, and then a lot of dirt and sweat to scrub off in the shower from working in the vegetable farm earlier. Food seemed to be at the bottom of her priority list, but that wasn’t unusual. Eventually her stomach began to actually growl at her, so Claire pulled her back into a ponytail, pulled on a clean t-shirt and a pair of jeans and left the house to go next door. She quickly trekked barefoot across the lawn and, seconds later, found herself at Gabe’s. It wasn’t the first time she showed up to invite herself in for dinner, and it probably wouldn’t be the last. Claire couldn’t cook to save her life, nor did she like to cook, and Gabe never seemed to mind it when she wanted him to feed her. So Claire knocked loudly and then stepped back to wait, bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet. ( I can be unpredictable sometimes ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Riley and Lia Where: On Elm, heading toward the lake When: Mid-afternoon Warnings: None Riley glanced upward toward the dome he couldn’t see, the brim of his stetson shielding his eyes somewhat from the pleasant glow of the artificial lighting he hadn’t known was artificial until it had gone out a couple days ago. He was astride his usual mount, a chestnut named Loki, wandering down from one end of the dome to the other in search of a little solitude and a swim at the lake near the lumber yard. Lost in thought, wondering just when people would really start to panic and he’d have to think more about security for his cattle, he almost didn’t notice the woman in his peripheral vision. But some part of him must have registered that he wasn’t alone for he turned and looked straight at her. For a moment he simply smiled, tapped the edge of his hat to her politely as he would anyone else he’d come in contact with. Then suddenly he ripped the hat from his head, eyes wide, his heart in his throat before he realized what was happening and settled back down again in his saddle. Shaking his head, he repositioned his hat on his head and made to move on again, clicking his tongue to Loki. “Oh for heaven’s sake, couldn’t you ghosts do better than that?” he muttered, somewhat miffed he was seeing them again. ( You're dead ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Nic and Skylar Where: Skylar’s Greenhouse When: Late afternoon Warnings: none There came a point at which there were just too many disasters in a day, and in Nic’s opinion one riot was the limit. He was done as far as he was concerned, though he knew that if another call came in he’d take it. Until then, he needed to decompress. The last thing he wanted to do was go home, though, as Zania was attempting to box up her stuff and he didn’t want to fight with her again. So instead he wandered into the greenhouse, thinking that if she moved out, then he’d owe her an apple tree. And maybe a lemon tree. Honestly, he didn’t owe her anything, since he paid for the originals, but he considered it a peace offering for when she found some place new. Skylar was deep in his own world. It was a green, lush world, warmer than anywhere else in the dome minus a few overs, and sticky in that humid way that only a greenhouse could be. He was repotting a collection of poinsettias, not anything anyone needed, but they were pretty and only really were red at Christmas in a greenhouse and he’d gotten some seeds at some point and it was fun to work with different plants. He was humming as he worked and intermittently talking to himself. “Looking good Ace, real good.” Smiling to himself and bobbing his head in a nod he answered himself. “Dude. I know. These are gonna be awesome now that they’re getting bigger.” ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Maggie and Jack Where: Maggie's House When: Afternoon Warnings: Language It was a nice enough afternoon, so Maggie had chosen to sit out on the front porch and read, while her siblings were up in their rooms doing their homework. Except they weren’t really their rooms, since they didn’t sleep there. They just came over after school and hung out, then went back to the orphanage for dinner and bedtime. It drove her crazy that they couldn’t just live with her, and she posed the question to the board on an almost monthly basis, but at this point she was used to the routine. She had no appointments this afternoon, which meant she should have been helping out on a farm for a little extra cash, but things had been so crazy lately that she wanted a break, a nice quiet day and a good book. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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DATE: Tuesday, March 28, 2017 WEATHER: Partly cloudy with some afternoon rain. New moon tonight. Temperature ranges from 79-62°F. EVENTS: Another day with the dome doors shut. While town hall does not want to acknowledge that this is a long term problem, there is talk about allowing the traders to purchase some of the vacant housing. A good number of dome dwellers are in town hall to protest, even though no official statement has been released. Early in the day, a number of people show up in the ER, complaining about their hearing or an insatiable hunger. Tests show nothing physically wrong with them, so they’re told to come back the next day if the symptoms persist. Those that mention being bitten by a bat the day prior are allowed to stay for observation. By 9pm that night, at least ten people are dead, apparently from bat bites. An emergency notification is sent out on the radio and comm system, warning dome citizens to avoid the bats at all costs. If bitten, please report to the emergency room immediately. | ||||||||
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The Dome :: An Original Character RPG - May 5th, 2013
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