The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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May 26th, 2013
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| Who: Jack and Reagan When: Early afternoon Where: Out and about Warnings: Language Reagan had been swimming. It had been luxurious and felt just a little sinful because she’d heard the rumors of bats and spontaneous combustions and even, maybe, vampires. Which sounded bizarre to her but if the world could have zombies, why not vampires. Still, she should have felt unsafe but she almost felt brazen. Defiant. It had been days since she’d had her conversation with Rose. There was something triumphant in having made the woman uncomfortable enough with herself to leave. Still. The chemistry had still been there. She was walking home and reading a book at the same time. Normally on this route she was safe to pay less attention to where she was going and more to the book. It was the time of day when people were at work and children were at school. So when she suddenly found herself colliding with someone as she turned a corner she almost cussed. ( “Watch where you’re going often or is this a new thing?” ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Audrey and Liam When: Late afternoon Where: Their house Warnings: None ( A gift for the giver. ) | ||||||||
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May 19th, 2013
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| Who: Lia and Riley When: Afternoon, and then the evening Where: The ranch and then Lia's home Warnings: None Lia had made a decision when she woke up that morning. She was going to take Sophia to meet her father. There didn’t seem to be a good enough reason to put it off, and the truth was, she wanted to see Riley again. So after school, Lia walked over to the elementary school to pick Sophia up, and then the two of them began to walk toward the cattle ranch under Lia’s umbrella. It wasn’t raining terribly hard, but it was drizzling enough that she didn’t want Sophia to be soaked through by the time they got there. Sophia, for her part, was excited to see the horse Riley owned, which had been Lia’s selling point. She hadn’t told Sophia that Riley was her father. It just wasn’t the right time, yet. But at the least the two of them could meet, and Lia could see how they interacted before she made anymore decisions. Holding onto Sophia’s hand tightly, Lia felt her pulse pick up the closer they got to the ranch. Sophia was talking a mile a minute about a dance she had learned in school, all the while jumping over the smaller puddles the rain was leaving along the sidewalk. It was hard for Lia to concentrate, and by the time they got to the front door of Riley’s house, Lia felt as though she might be sick. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea, after all. ( progress ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Eli and Corey Where: The Library When: Late Afternoon Warnings: None While Eli had school in the morning, the rain had kept him out of the fields in the afternoon. He found himself at the library instead of home, though, looking for a distraction, or even a quiet place to sit and draw. He felt like he needed to talk to Finn, to apologize maybe, but that would mean he felt sorry for something he’d done. It was true that he didn’t want to upset his friend, but everything he’d said, he’d meant. So how was he supposed to apologize? He was avoiding the contact altogether, finding a table at the library and sitting down to draw. He’d gathered a few books he wanted to choose between, but so far drawing had been his distraction. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Maggie and Angelo Where: Maggie's Salon When: Morning “What can you do with it?” Angelo asked her as he sat down in the chair and pulled the beanie off his head, leaving the unruly and now far too long raven coloured mop to flop around his face. He had, admittedly, been putting off getting a haircut for far too long now - which was the reason for the fact he looked like a cross between medusa and a poodle. It was laziness and different priorities, rather than money, since he had made a deal with Maggie to give her brother free music lessons in return for her expert help in taming the forest which sat on top of his head whenever he needed it. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Mickey and December Where: the morgue When: late Warnings: language Mickey had watched her house for a long while after Mannix left. He watched the rain start and no lights come on next door. By then it was obvious she was still at work and had been for a long time. He waited out the rain, thinking it might get better but it didn’t and in the end he left in it. What was a little rain? By the time he arrived at the morgue his jacket was soaked through, but he didn’t care ask he knocked on the door, then peeked his head inside. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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May 18th, 2013
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| Who: December and Mannix Where: the morgue When: evening Warnings: language As soon as the sun was gone, Mannix was out the door. He didn’t care that it was raining. In fact, the rain was the only reason he could leave as early as he could. The first thing he did was march over to December’s, but all he could do was knock on doors and peer in windows. Either she was hiding from him or she wasn’t home. Then he went to find Jack, hoping and praying that his brother had found them a house because he couldn’t spend another night at Mickey’s. It turned out they were in luck, that at least one thing was going right in his life, because Jack did indeed get them a house-- a house big enough to make into a brothel, just as they’d planned. Apparently he’d done a decent job of convincing them he was planning to ‘house’ a number of other traders, which was close enough to the truth that they couldn’t argue later. Furnishings would take some time, but they swung by it long enough for Jack to officially invite his brother inside. And suddenly Mannix’s life was a lot easier. With a place to stay taken care of, Mannix headed down to the hospital and began looking for the morgue. It was, he decided, a test of his will power. Everywhere he went, he could smell blood. He stopped asking for directions because his fangs eventually came out and he’d yet to figure out how to make them go away by force of will. If he hadn’t eaten something earlier in the day, he might have caused a scene, but eventually he was able to navigate his way to the morgue, where he sat outside for a few minutes, waiting for his fangs to leave. Then he pushed the door open, peering inside. “December?” ( we're all fucked ) | ||||||||
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May 17th, 2013
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| Who: Zania and Justin When: Afternoon Where: Eatzy's 24 Hour Diner Warnings: None She waited till it started raining to leave the house, the umbrella double protection from any sun that might peek through the clouds. Being unable to go out in the sunlight was making her life difficult, especially when it came to work, and she knew by this point she’d missed at least one shift. Maybe two. Which was why she was heading to the diner now, instead of her brother’s house, because if she’d missed work, then he was most likely filling in for her. Which he probably hated. It was one thing to run a diner and another to stand in as a waiter. Zania entered through the back, checking the office first before heading out to the main diner. She’d been dreading this conversation for days, but if there was one person she needed to tell, it was him. “Justin,” she loudly whispered. “I need to talk to you.” ( what? ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Gabe and Satori When: Morning Where: The Orphanage Caroline had come to work that morning in the early hours before Satori was ever due in. The other staff had made Satori aware of the woman’s state as soon as she headed in that morning and Satori had gone to see for herself immediately. At first, Satori had thought she was just bombed and made a mental note to have a conversation with her about it when the woman had sobered up. Or another day when she wasn’t looking like a ticking time bomb. Until Caroline had exploded. Literally. Caught fire in the courtyard while the children in the 8-10 ward had early morning recess. Satori went into crisis containment mode, working fiercely to keep control over the staff and the children as best she could. She’d called the hospital asking for someone to come and help, check the children, check the remains, and tell her that everything was going to be fine. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Satori When: 7ish Where: The Pub Warnings: None Satori had sat at home for a couple of hours having gone home from work. Her mind wandered between her recent attack in the cemetery, the fact she hadn't contacted Chiri yet, and how her staff member had exploded in front of her that morning. Not to mention it was raining which was sort of weird especially because Satori thought she could hear thunder. Maybe? She wasn't thinking any more about the evening before. Except she was because it was the one thing in the middle of everything else that she could have prevented. And such thoughts weighed too much on her. She needed to get out of the house. She needed to not care if bitey things were flying around. Or that something was making people catch in fire. Or that there were rumors flying around that vampires were somewhere inside the dome. She slid onto the bar stool and ordered a beer. Then thought better of it and ordered a shot of something higher proof. What wouldn't she do for some moonshine right now? She thought of Gabe and smiled. What a kid. She pounded the shot and asked for another which she also knocked quickly back. She was warm, fuzzy, and happy when her beer chaser was slid down the counter to her. Now if only she had someone to talk to. Satori contented herself with talking to the other bar patrons for at least an hour before she considered herself quite finished with drinking for the evening. One of the nice, older gentlemen escorted her home and she crashed immediately in her living room on the sofa. Oh the hangover tomorrow would be epic. | ||||||||
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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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| Who: Mannix and Mickey Where: Mickey's House When: Noon-ish Warnings: Language It had been late when Mannix had returned back to Mickey’s house, currently the only house in Delphi that could shade him from the sun. It wasn’t quite dawn yet, but he’d been up all day and he figured he’d exhausted himself to the point where sleep would come easily. He was right-- the moment he collapsed on Mickey’s couch, he was out, which was just how he wanted it. No dreams of how’d he’d fucked up an already fucked up life, no nightmares of blood or destruction. Just the sleep of the dead. He wasn’t sure what woke him, though it was probably the light coming in from the curtains. He wasn’t nocturnal by nature, at least not yet, so even if he hadn’t had eight hours rest, he awoke, sitting up on the couch and looking around the living room. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Liam and Skylar Where: Liam’s house When: midday Warnings: None ( Read more ) | ||||||||
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| Who: jack and mannix Where: their sister's When: late Warnings: none After leaving Mickey’s house, Mannix found himself wandering around town, finally getting acquainted with where everything was as he tried to gather his thoughts. There was a diner, and a market. A salon and a glass blowing shop. A number of other little stores that he peered in the windows to. It was long past closing time, but they’d open in the morning, when he could no longer visit. It wasn’t that he wanted to, but that he couldn’t that bothered him. Even if he’d yet to try out the sunlight issue, he believed it, and that was going to cause more problems with his way of life than anything else. Eventually he found his way to his sister’s house and he knocked quietly on the door, despite the late hour. He didn’t want to wake her, but he needed to talk to Jack and it couldn’t wait till morning. Jack happened to be there, half crashed out on the couch out of boredom. He nearly had gone out to check in on one of the two lovely brunettes that currently had his attention, but in the end figured he'd wait til tomorrow. Their sister was asleep much earlier, she had a day job. When Mannix got there, Jack opened the door. "Where've you been?" he asked curiously. He hadn't seen him since the riot. "Shackin up with Miss Bright Ideas?" ( what now? ) | ||||||||
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May 13th, 2013
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| Who: Mickey Where:Mickey’s house When: middle of the night - dawn Sleep had been impossible. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Lochlan & OTA Where: Central park near the Brewery (wayyyy before hours) When: Early Morning Warnings: TBD Lochlan had slept in a booth last night. Eily would probably not have liked knowing that but he'd still done it because he wasn't willing to go out after the last patron had mentioned there being bats of the bitey variety out and about. He'd locked up after last call and conked out almost immediately despite the discomfort of a small amount of space. When morning light hit the windows he was beyond sleep, waking and stretching before getting up and groaning. His body ached from the cramped quarters and the early hour. Some fresh air would do him good and he was pretty sure bats stayed in after dawn so he felt pretty safe stripping down to just his running shorts and sneaks and setting out for a run through Central Park. | ||||||||
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| Who: Riley When: 2AM or so Where: His home Warnings: None Status: Finished ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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| Who: December Where: the morgue When: wee hours Warnings: none After the grilling adventure of pure unadulterated disaster, December laid in bed for what felt like a long time, but turned out to only be about an hour. Looking around her room, listening to the emptiness of her house, she decided she just couldn’t be here. Not right now. So, she was going to do what her instincts told her to. She was going to go in to work. Was she a little tipsy still? Yes. But what the fuck ever. She was going in. She had shit to do. She slipped out silently, refusing to even look at Mickey’s house. In fact, she even slipped out the back, just to cut down on the possibility that someone would spot her out the front window. She was aware it was paranoid, but she didn’t want to talk to anyone right now. Or possibly ever again. ( vampire victims ) | ||||||||
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May 12th, 2013
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DATE: Wednesday, March 29, 2017 WEATHER: Bright and sunny in the morning, with a light drizzle in the afternoon and a full on thunderstorm in the evening. Rare for the dome. Temperature ranges from 74-55°F. EVENTS: The doors are still shut, but that’s the least of anyone’s worries. Everyone who was bitten by a bat and reported to the hospital is dead and word has gotten out. People are panicked and afraid to go outdoors. Others have decided to hunt bats, attempting to shoot them out of the sky. Those who have been infected are requested to report to the hospital immediately for medical care! Three people have ‘spontaneously combusted’, according to witnesses, reporting that they caught fire while on their way to the hospital. Others say that they set themselves on fire. While there is disagreement to how these people came to be on fire, they most certainly burned to death. In addition, two more bodies have been found, both drained of blood. The coroner is going to be busy today. | ||||||||
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