The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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June 26th, 2013
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| Who: Nic and Micah Where: The Hospital When: Noon Warnings: NSFW While a storm was beginning to rage outside, Nic found himself at the hospital, glad he hadn’t received any calls to take him back out into the rain. He’d brought a kid in for a broken arm, but Dr. Bloom was taking care of him now, which left Nic at the window, watching the rain come down. Before he’d come to the dome, when things had been normal, he’d been required to return to the station, but things were a lot more lax these days. He might as well hang out at the hospital until the rain died down. It wasn’t just the rain that held him to the hospital, so it wasn’t long before he began to wander, looking for Micah. In a town of a thousand, there weren’t near as many emergencies as there used to be and he was hoping Micah might have some time to get a cup of coffee with him. He just had to find the man. ( or just sneaking around? ) | ||||||||
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June 12th, 2013
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| Who: Nic and Micah Where: The festival When: Evening While Nic was glad Micah had been the one to win him at the auction, he wasn’t sure what to make of the fact that no one else bid on him. Did that mean they all thought he was gay? Or that they assumed they were together? Or would they just assume Micah was gay? And did it even matter? He kept telling himself that it didn’t, that the person who won him was the he wanted to be with and screw the rest. He supposed he’d have to deal with whatever other people thought later. Right now, the only person who’s opinion really mattered was Micah’s. Coming down off the stage, Nic smiled at him, trying to push his nerves aside. He’d been looking forward to seeing him again since he left Micah’s house that morning. Now that he had him in front of him, he was all butterflies in the stomach again. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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June 8th, 2013
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| Who: Open to Everyone! Where: The Movie Festival, Central Park When: 4 p.m. When the clock struck 4, Chiri bounded up onto the stage, grinning and waving at everyone. She'd been given a microphone earlier, which might have been a bad idea, considering it was now covered in stickers. Rainbows and happy faces type stickers. "Good afternoon, Domers! Welcome to happy good fun festival day, with lots of stuff going on! There should be something everyone can enjoy, and we've got an event here to help out our treasured citizens--the children! All proceeds go to the orphanage, which I will assure my very self! If anyone tries to pull a fast one, they're getting bitten! And no one knows if I have rabies or not!" she said brightly to the crowd. "Anywho! Today, we are gathered here to honor a time tested tradition! To totally sell people off for good times for a good cause! So get out your wallets, and feast your eyes on this Dome's bravest bachelors!" Chiri winked at the crowd. "And by the way, they are all way easy on the eyes, so let's cough up some decent pricetags!" she teased. "Here's how this goes! Opening bids start out at twenty bucks! They'll go up five at a time!" she explained. "To make a bid, wave your number around, and someone'll spot it. Probably me. Then there'll be raising bids, and all that til someone comes out on top! Winners will get an evening with their shiny bought man, along with tickets to a movie at the theater! I should tell you it's got to be done within thirty days, but who the heck would wait it out that long when these men are just waiting for you?" Chiri bounced up and down on her feet. "And on that note--let the bidding begin!!" | ||||||||
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June 2nd, 2013
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| Who: Micah and Nic Where: Micah’s Place When: late evening Warnings: NSFW True to his somewhat word, Micah managed to leave the hospital not too long after the sun went down. Nothing new had come up, which was a relief and by the time the sun set, he didn’t have anything else to do and he was ushered none too gently out the door. And they didn’t even know about Nic maybe waiting or maybe not waiting at home. They just knew that he hadn’t left the hospital in three days and now it was time to go. So with his bag over his shoulder, he made his way home to the small place they’d helped set him up with when he’d arrived at the dome. Once there he found himself staring at the door, not sure what he was supposed to do. He’d played it over and over again and it boiled down to three options. One, Nic could be there and waiting and something may or may not happen. Two, he could have stopped by and left the key under the mat or inside an unlocked house and it just didn’t work out that anything happened even if the effort was made to at least somewhat show. Three, and the worst, was that he might not have come by at all and Micah was left with a door that was locked and without a key to get into his house. He knew he could go back to the hospital, but he was here. Going back seemed so counterproductive. Taking a deep breath he tried to stay calm, but felt that wave uncertainty wash over him as he reached for the doorknob. Outside of the walls of his comfort zone and the hospital he was already feeling uncertain in his skin. Why had he done this again? He didn’t really have an answer, he just hoped the door opened. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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May 27th, 2013
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| Who: Micah and Nic Where: The hospital When: morning Warning: The sun was up again, which meant Micah was as well, scrubs rumpled from having slept on a cot in a backroom. There was a locker room that someone saw fit to add into the place, giving it some sense of normalcy, and Micah had been by there to brush his teeth and find clean scrubs, but there hadn’t been any. That was what had him behind the counter of the nurses’ station, going through the stack of laundry someone had done recently to find something clean, all the while trying to pat his bedhead back into place. He really should go home at some point, he realized that, but it had only been two days or so, since the curfew started and people start dying in mass quantities. When that was done, then maybe he’d go home. The shower here had worked just as well the night before as the one at his place. Why leave when there was work to be done? ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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May 23rd, 2013
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| Who: Nic and December Where: The Morgue When: Late Afternoon When they only had one new body by late afternoon, Nic was feeling pretty good about the day. Not that one body was good, but it was far better than the huge number they’d had in the days prior. He couldn’t even imagine how their coroner was doing. He was fairly certain her job had been quiet in the past few months, but that didn’t help her now. With the newest body on a cart, he wheeled him down to the morgue, trying not to think about the reason for the man’s death. He could have survived, but only as a vampire. It made him feel better to know that this one hadn’t been in the hospital before hand, so there was no chance to save him. His friends had found him dead on his couch. “Hello?” he called out as he entered the morgue. It wasn’t a place he was used to visiting until recently, but this week alone he’d been down there at least six different times. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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May 21st, 2013
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| Who:Nic and Skylar Where: Skylar's House When: Morning In that space in between dreaming and waking, Nic was warm and comfortable, fighting off the desire to wake. It had stopped raining sometime before dawn, but the sunlight coming through the windows wasn’t so bright as to force his eyes open. He snuggled closer to Skylar, one arm thrown over the other man, though there was that nagging feeling in the back of his mind that something wasn’t right. That dragged him towards wakefulness more than the time, that he wasn’t in his own bed, that he really shouldn’t be all up close and personal with his new friend. Slowly Nic began to draw away, not sure if Skylar was awake and definitely not wanting to wake him. ( Rise and Shine ) | ||||||||
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May 16th, 2013
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| Who: Nic and Skylar Where: The park When: Early evening Warnings: Drug Use Nic had hit a point where he was wound so tight he’d do just about anything to relax. It wasn’t just all the bodies that had come in the night before. No, it was finding out why they’d come in, or what they might have become. Zania’s afternoon visit had been fascinating, but left him in a state of mild shock. Zombies had been hard to accept, but he could rationalize it to an error in science. Vampirism, not so much. There was no scientific explanation for what was wrong with her. When she left, Nic had promised to help her move the rest of her things, then promptly sat himself down and lit up a bit of the stash he’d bought from Skylar. Then he decided to go for a walk in the rain, because that sounded relaxing. At present, Nic was laying in the park, looking up at the sky as the rain fell down on him. It was the best he’d felt all week. ( and relaxed ) | ||||||||
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May 12th, 2013
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| Who: Satori and Nic When: Early evening (5pm) Where: Outside the orphanage Warnings: TBD Satori had not been able to help herself. It was her day off and still she’d visited the orphanage, intent on seeing her kids and making sure they didn’t feel abandoned. She was always so conscious of how they felt about the adults around them that she could never not see them at least once a day. Even if it was her day off. And the universe knew she needed a break right now. Things were beyond strange in her life and that didn’t even count the fact that she was living through a zombie apocalypse. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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May 5th, 2013
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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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April 28th, 2013
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| Who: Nic and Zania Where: Their house When: Late Night Warnings: Language Nic sat at the kitchen table, a beer in his hand as he reviewed this month’s bills. None of it was a surprise to him. They pretty much ran the same every month in the dome, but the conversation that followed was never something he anticipated. It generally went the same as well, though he’d told himself that needed to change. Which was why he was dreading his cousin’s return home. It was late when she walked through the door, just finishing a midnight shift at the diner. He hated to catch her off guard, but the alternative was chasing her down and he wasn’t up for it. They both had to work, and this was a conversation that needed to take place at home, not at the diner or anywhere else. If she thought making a scene would help her case, she just might go for it. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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April 27th, 2013
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| Who: Angelo and Nic Where: Angelo's place When: Midday Even as he walked up to Angelo’s house, Nic was having seconds thoughts. He enjoyed playing the guitar, but it had always been a private thing and he was still fairly certain he was going to embarrass himself. He’d wanted to practice before dropping by, but work had picked up and he hadn’t had time. Most people didn’t practice before going to their first lesson, he realized, but he was hoping he wouldn’t be quite so rusty. At least Angelo didn’t seem like the type to laugh at him. He’d promised not to. Taking a deep breath, he walked the rest of the way up the front walk and knocked on the door. ( YOu Do Read Music, Right? ) | ||||||||
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April 18th, 2013
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| Who: Eily and Nic Where: the bar When: mid morning Warnings: none Eily wasn't a huge fan of this time of day. It wasn't because she wasn't a morning person--which she wasn't, so much, but oh well--it was because it was dull. Dull, dull, dull. Because it was a bar, and usually the only people in there were the serious, hardcoare alkies or people just off of midnights that wanted a good buzz on before they went to crash. Either way, it was quiet in there, with nothing much to do, no one much to talk to, and Eily liked being social. Which was probably why she was leaning on the bar, chin propped on her hand, talking Nic's ear off. He was blood in the water to her great white, because he was the only person currently present worth talking to. "Okay so seriously now." she said, blue eyes on him. "What was the most bizarre call you had to respond to?" ( darkness and ghosts ) | ||||||||
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April 17th, 2013
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| Who: Satori and Open (and if no takers, then solo log) Where: The orphanage, then the pub When: 5pm Warnings: A little language maybe ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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April 8th, 2013
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| Who: Angelo and Nic Where: The Brewery When: Late evening Warnings: None ( He wasn't taking no for an answer anyway ) | ||||||||
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April 4th, 2013
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| Who: Satori and Nic Where: The Orphanage When: Afternoon Warnings: None Satori was freaked out. Like beyond anything ever. It was one thing that Zs had been out and about. Everyone had been subjected to that and had overcome. They'd survived if they were here. They got what that was like and could manage. This was so different. The eclipse had graced them with all its beauty and strangeness. And some of the children had looked directly into it in spite of the fact that it was overwhelmingly odd. Now they couldn’t see and Satori had no idea what to do for them. She was terrified she had failed them and that permanent damage was their fate thanks to her carelessness. She’d called out to the medicals in hopes they could help her somehow. And she waited, her toe tapping the sidewalk just off the porch to the orphanage. What had she been thinking accepting this job? ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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