The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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December 8th, 2013
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| Who: Darcy, Noah, and Jason Where: near Darcy’s house When: Late “Look, I’m not doing that walk of shame in the same clothes thing,” Darcy told Noah, smiling as she pulled him along towards her house. “We can just stop in, grab my stuff, then head back to your place. I don’t want to possibly run into Avery anyway.” Her cousin was up to her usual tricks, being even more annoying despite the fact that they hadn’t done more than text each other today. Noah chuckled lightly. He thought of protesting about how it wasn't shameful for her to borrow his clothes but he understood that sometimes a girl wanted her own stuff. Sylvia was like that. "You're staying over then?" he asked, his tone obviously pleased. There was something so nice about waking up beside her. "How will I pick you up at your house for our date if you don't go home. Can you brave the possibility of seeing Avery tomorrow for that?" ( and shove it ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Maggie and Madison Where: Maggie’s House When: Night Madison turned a slow circle around the house, staying in the shadows and watching the whole thing with nothing but utter amusement. It was just like all the others. It was a funny thing, the variety and the spice people had given up for safety. To feel like things were normal again. But they weren’t normal. Nothing was normal. He pointed towards another space and watched the little minion hurry to drop the kindling there as well. He wasn’t supposed to call them minions. They were others dedicated to the same cause, but in reality they were more expendable than most. They had to realize that. He supposed every coven had expendable players. Coven. He was starting to like that word too. With a wicked smile he set the first bit ablaze and moved to watch the house burn. “Cover the exits!” ( such stupid humans ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Sylvia and Lochlan Where: outside the funeral home When: late afternoon Sylvia had found out about the rash of murders in town later than others, when she had stopped by the hospital to check when she worked next. Clearly there had been a lot of trouble, and she finally had a phone number to give them to call her in if needed. Then she went directly to the funeral home, where she knew she would be very much needed with that many funerals coming up. So, she had arrived there, to the very grateful man who ran the place. She started her usual duties, getting everything prepared so when the bodies arrived, it would be simple to go through the funerary processes. She was taking a break in the late afternoon, sitting beneath the large tree outside the funeral home, eating an apple. The rain had subsided slightly, a light mist still occurring but there was still complete cloudcover. Her parasol was having to do today since she still didn't have her umbrella back, but where she was was fairly dry, and she was still of a mind to take advantage of a day where she could safely be outdoors. ( and messy emotions ) | ||||||||
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December 7th, 2013
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| Who: Darcy and Noah When: Mid-afternoon Where: Noah’s place Noah had spent the better part of the morning wandering. He’d left as quietly as he could from Darcy and Avery’s place, pausing a long moment to look at Darcy as she slept. Then he’d headed out and meandered through the central park until he wasn’t exactly sure where he was. Which was fine with him because he’d still had plenty to think about. ( The dork and the kinda cool girl ) | ||||||||
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December 6th, 2013
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| Who: Avery, Lochlan, and Fiona Where: Fiona’s House When: Morning Fiona stepped out of the shower and reached for a nearby towel, wrapping it around her slim frame before reaching for another to scrunch dry her hair. She wasn’t sure how soon she would see Lochlan after Avery, or if the two would be here at the same time, so she wanted to be sure she was able to bathe beforehand. With how heightened Lochlan’s senses were, she didn’t know if he’d be able to tell she had spent the night with a Ryker of her own, especially considering Jack was a werewolf himself. With how down he had sounded in his text messages, the last thing she was looking to cause him was any further aggravation by reminding him that his sister wasn’t a pure beacon of innocence. She poked her head out of the bathroom to take a listen for if anyone had arrived before moving to her bedroom to slip into clothes for the day. It was still pretty chilly and the cold shower did not help, so she chose heavier layers to wear. A frown pulled at her lips at the idea that something was wrong with Avery based on the texts she and Lochlan shared earlier, moving from her bedroom to re-examine if any of her family had arrived yet. She wasn’t used to being the comforter, but she was ready to take on the role if needed. ( Are we all on the same cycle today, or what? ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Mickey and Eily Where: the bar When: Late evening Mickey had worked relentlessly through the day and eventually sent Zania on her way, just to work some more. The sun was set and rumors were running rampant about more people being found dead by the time he was done for the day and just this once instead of heading directly home he stopped as he passed the bar. He didn’t expect the place to be up and running with the weather being what it was, but lo and behold there were patrons in there and it was up and running. What was one drink? He’d earned it that was for sure and it was better than being in the cold mist. Letting himself inside he shook out of his jacket and found a quiet end of the candlelit bar to sit at, blowing on his hands to warm them. ( and distractions from real life ) | ||||||||
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December 3rd, 2013
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| Who: Clementine and Frankie When: Afternoon Where: Clementine’s Despite the weather sucking, Frankie was working fairly hard and efficiently throughout the morning. Once she finished, she grabbed a quick bite to eat and then showered, washing the muck and mud from her body. After changing into a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt, Frankie pulled on her boots, got her dirty work clothes in the wash and then grabbed an umbrella to head out with a tin canister in her hand. The rain wasn’t as bad as the day before, but it was still miserable outside, and with the power still out, Frankie didn’t want to spend her day holed up in her room, reading or writing by candle light. The crappy weather was at least allowing her to catch up some with the people she knew and liked in the dome. Maggie had cut her hair before, and Frankie had been able to see Gin for a bit before the barn dance. She might have run by the pub to say hi to Lochlan, or any of the O’Reilly’s, really, but with the power out, she figured they were still closed. So she ended up at Clementine’s, hopping onto the porch and lowering the umbrella so she could knock. She had no idea if Clementine was actually home, but if not, she figured she could just leave the canister in front of the door for her. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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December 2nd, 2013
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| Who: Kenzie and Lance When: Morning Where: Home It was a little after ten by the time Kenzie actually woke up. She had stayed in one of the empty rooms, lulled to sleep by the rain the night before after spending a bit of time with Mannix. Still feeling groggy when she woke, Kenzie got her shoes on and left the brothel to head home, craving a cigarette and fighting a throbbing headache. It was still ridiculously cold out and rain continued to sprinkle, chilling her to the bone before she got even a block away. Finally she made it home, shivering and hoping Zania wasn’t still there, lounging around like she belonged. Kenzie wasn’t in the mood to deal with that. Closing the front door behind her, Kenzie toed out of her shoes and headed for her bedroom to grab a cigarette and change into dry clothes. ( Too worried about getting laid. ) | ||||||||
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December 1st, 2013
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| Who: Aidan and Sylvia Where: Aidan's place When: Late Night (after midnight) It was pretty late when Sylvia made her way toward Aidan's house. She crept up silently, the weather still raging, and she circled the place until she found his bedroom window. Standing outside, she smiled a touch, seeing him in there. For a few long moments, she merely watched, trying to decide how best to approach him. It was late, but Aidan was still up, laying in bed and reading a book. It was a good distraction when he couldn’t sleep, his mind too preoccupied to let him rest easily. He’d meant to go visit Sylvia tonight, but the weather was bad and he didn’t want to leave Eily alone. Then there was his earlier conversations with Patrick and Lochlan, the one with Patrick going just about as bad as a phone conversation could go. After reading the same line five different times, Aidan put the book down. His distraction wasn’t distracting enough. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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November 30th, 2013
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| Who: Lia and Micah Where: Lia’s house When: midday Micah had stayed the night at the hospital with Nic, working and snoozing when he could and even stealing a quiet moment alone, though the moment didn’t go as far as he would have liked it too. Not with a kid coming in with what looked like the flu and a panicked mother. So Micah had worked until the weather had eased and finally one of the other doctors had come in and he’d had a chance to go home. And home had resulted in crashing hard. When he woke he headed for Lia’s, planning on texting her about meeting at the diner, but with the lights out it didn’t look like that was going to be an option. The Alpha wanted to check on his pack though, so he headed towards her house, collar up on his jacket against the mist and chill. ( He doesn't seem wonderful ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Justin and Devin When: Late morning Where: Eatzy’s Despite the power still being out, Justin was at work. There were simply too many perishable items in the diner that would eventually spoil if they didn’t make sure the temperatures of the freezer was still safe. Justin knew if the freezer held up, they had at least one more day before they would have to throw things out. He met Devin that morning outside of the diner, his keys in hand. He hated being closed, because it meant money wasn’t being made and there was nothing he could do about it. “Gorgeous day,” Justin said dryly as he approached the back door and Devin. The rain continued to fall, but nowhere near as bad as the day before. ( never too early for a drink ) | ||||||||
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November 29th, 2013
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| Who: Gin and Lily Where: The Lake When: Morning Lily had spent the morning with Lochlan, feeling lovely and like the world was complete. Shortly after he left, however, her mind began working against her as she began to process their conversation from last night more thoroughly. What if she had read things wrong? What if he was only with her because he couldn't be with the other one? She had convinced herself that wasn't the case last night, but what if it was? What if things changed and he could? Would he leave her? She almost pulled out her phone to call Lochlan because it always seemed to make more sense when he was there with her, but she stopped herself. She needed to work through this without him there and figure things out for herself. That was the only way she was going to have a clear head about this. She may have been wrong. All the thinking on her own just made her feel worse and all she wanted was to talk to someone about this. She wanted to explain everything to her sister, Miranda, and ask what she thought about the whole thing, but that wasn't possible. Miranda was just as dead as she had been for years now, and Lily felt herself slipping into the depression she fought so hard to keep away from. She spent about an hour rummaging through her room until she found the hidden stash of weed she kept for situations like this. Alcohol was just going to make her emotional, she needed something else. Taking a light jacket with her, she collected everything she needed and left the house. She probably would have just crawled into bed had she not spent all day inside yesterday, but lo and behold, she had.. so to the lake she went, anxious to recall a time before what was shared yesterday. To when she felt just a little more sure that she wasn't going to end up with a broken heart. Settling in against a tree, she brought the joint she had rolled back at her house to her lips and lit it. She pulled for the smoke through the paper and inhaled deeply, filling her lungs while she gazed out at the quiet, peaceful water surrounded by beautiful, solid trees. ( “You were kind of my guardian angel.” ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Darcy and Eily Where: Eily's house When: Morning Darcy woke up on the couch alone and tried hard not to feel like the world wa slipping from her. For a long few minutes she stared at the dying fire then made a decision. She couldn't think this out. She needed to talk to someone. With Aidan in mind she left her house in swirl of thoughts, heading to his and Eily's house, letting herself in and hoping her cousin was home. ( but there's certain things you just can't ask a guy about ) | ||||||||
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November 28th, 2013
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| Who: Audrey and Liam Where: their house When: after midnight Things had been a little overwhelming since she'd turned, only if it had been mere hours. She was still getting used to everything, though meditation seemed to help some. It was one hell of a thing, to suddenly have all of her senses kicked up to eleven, all at once. She'd developed a migraine, and been lying in bed for over an hour, just concentrating on tuning everything out. It wasn't easy, but she eventually seemed to get a little control of it. It was after midnight when she went downstairs to get a drink of water, pjs on, hair up in a messy ponytail. Liam wasn't sleeping either. He was downstairs, just about to head out of the kitchen with a glass of water in his own hands, when Audrey came in and he nearly smacked into her. Narrowly avoiding it, he sidestepped and watched her for a moment. "Sorry," He said, taking that moment to study her. She didn't look so good. Maybe it was because it was night time, maybe she'd just woken up. "You ok?" ( of the wolfy variety ) | ||||||||
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November 27th, 2013
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| Who: Zania and Mickey Where: Mickey’s house When: Morning It was an hour or two before dawn when Zania crawled out of Lance’s bed and returned to her own house, preparing for the dawn to come. When she woke a few hours later to find it was still a dark and dreary day, she smiled, appreciating the chance to run around in the daytime again. She added wood to the fire in the fireplace, hoping to help Clementine keep warm, then heated up some peach cobbler over the fire. Warm fruit in hand, she hurried out into the cold, popping into Mickey’s place a few minutes later. Being able to move super fast came into handy in bad weather and she’d managed to stay dry. “Mickey?” she called out when she stepped inside, heading towards his bedroom until she saw him curled up by the fire. “I brought you breakfast.” ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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November 26th, 2013
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| Who: Clementine and Skylar Where: Skylar's house When: morning Clementine didn’t want to be doing this. What with everything between them, she didn’t exactly want to be scoping out Skylar right now but she felt compelled to make sure he was alright, after a night like last night. She was worried he would have gone out there to make sure the plants were fine and somehow not gotten back inside. Whatever it was, Clementine was now facing down his door, deciding whether or not to knock on it when her hand just reached out and made the sound for her. ( nowhere but here ) | ||||||||
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November 22nd, 2013
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DATE: Saturday, April 15, 2017 WEATHER: The cold temperatures keep up, and the rain, while not torrential, is still happening on and off. It’s a wet, miserable day. EVENTS: The power has not been fully restored, so a lot of the Dome is still experiencing a blackout. Overnight, despite the weather, were several deaths. One household was discovered by a neighbor, after noticing the front door was off it’s hinges. Upon checking on the well-being of her neighbors, a grisly scene was discovered, the home’s interior ransacked, and all five occupants dead. It looks like an animal attack, and speculation has turned toward the wolves that had come through town not long ago. Another household was discovered dead, this one of three, reports say from extreme exsanguination. BODY COUNT: 68, 8 new this game day 2 from heart attacks via ghosts. 7 from the riot at the doors. 11 from bat bites. 3 from spontaneous combustion. 6 from blood loss. 39 from wolf attacks. | ||||||||
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The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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