The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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June 7th, 2013
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| Who: Lennox and Lochlan When: Late Morning Where: Backroom of O’Reilly’s OOC: Takes place on Friday, March 31 Lennox walked into the pub, digging through her bag. It amazed her that even after surviving the zombie apocalypse her purse was still an endless abyss. There wasn’t even anything important in there, really, and she was pretty sure that nothing in there would help her out in case of an emergency. Except- she was pretty sure there was a pocket knife in there. Somewhere. There was at one point, at least. ( Read more... ) | ||||||
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June 2nd, 2013
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| Who: Mickey and December Where: December's When: late It took longer than he would have liked to decipher her texts, but once Mickey had it figured out, he was leaving his house and headed for hers. Yes, maybe she had said she didn’t want to see him ever again at the morgue, but she hadn’t said it again and really, with as drunk as she seemed to be? He wouldn’t sleep if he didn’t check in on her and make sure she was okay. Or as okay as she could be he guessed. The door to her place was unlocked when he tried it while he knocked, which was massively unsafe, more confirming why he was here in the first place. “December?” he called out as he let himself inside, looking around for her. ( picking up pieces ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Liam and Lennox Where: Eatzy's Diner When: Around dinner time ( and a very animated conversation ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Zania and Serge Where: Eatzy’s Diner When: Night It was a quiet night at Eatzy’s, the result of a curfew being in effect, but that didn’t mean Eatzy’s was closed. They were a 24 hour diner, curfew or not, and some people weren’t going to obey it. In Zania’s case, she needed the work and wasn’t going to stay in no matter what the curfew was for. That it was to protect her from the bats made the point completely moot. She’d already been bitten. Not that anyone could tell by looking at her, or at least she didn’t think so. Her inability to see her reflection made it impossible to know if there was a physical difference or not, but she didn’t feel any different. That was what mattered, in her opinion. She was still human, heartbeat or not. She wasn’t expecting many customers tonight, so she had the music turned up as she wiped down the counter, singing along. Maybe later she’d paint her nails. Anything to keep her mind occupied. ( Caffeine and Conversation ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Lia and Riley Where: Eatzy's & Out When: Evening Warnings: None Riley wore his best plaid shirt and his newest blue jeans as he slid into the booth at Eatzy’s. He’d taken his hat off, the stetson resting on the sugar shaker next to the wall. He was nervous but also pleasantly relaxed. This was Lia he was meeting. Their last conversation had been such a good one. Cathartic and real and full of love too. He was hopeful for this next meeting but he knew it could bring a less favorable outcome because they were going to talk about more of the nitty gritty. Across a table. Kissing wasn’t a great option in this setting. He smiled at the memory of the kiss. He ordered a water and rested back against the booth to wait for Lia, his eyes averted out the window. What would happen was anyone’s guess. He wasn’t even sure where to start even though he’d had enough time to prepare. Whatever happened would be for the best, he decided. ( No, I never wanted to see you again ) | ||||||||
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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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| Who: Mal and Finn Where: the lumberyard When: midday As far as jobs went, Finn didn't hate his. It kept him in shape and he got to be outside and it wasn't something that required him to talk to many people. At least not until they broke for lunch. Then Finn was left sitting alone, somewhat away from the others, watching them, but mostly his sandwich that someone at home had made. Maybe Eli or Liam. It was nice of them, whomever it was. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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June 1st, 2013
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| Who: Avery and Gabe When: Evening Where: O'Reilly's Bar & Brewery Warnings: Drinking Gabe arrived at O’Reilly’s promptly at 8 o’clock, though the second he stepped into the pub he felt out of place. They served food, but he’d never eaten there, and to his eyes he felt younger than everyone. It wasn’t necessarily true, though; it was just a matter of comfort. Usually when he walked into a place he’d never been before, he would scout for zombies and secure all the exits. In this case, his eyes scanned the pub, looking for Avery, sure she was about somewhere. Avery had arrived a few minutes earlier and promptly took a seat at a small table in corner as far away from the bar as possible. The last thing she wanted was for her family to embarrass her, even if this wasn't a date. When Gabe began looking for her, Avery had ordered a beer already, more than a little happy to have someone who would actually have a drink with her. The problem with drinking at the family pub was having said family watching and limiting her, but Avery supposed she could work around them if need be. She was pretty good at improvisation. Spotting Gabe, Avery lifted her hand in a wave to catch his attention. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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May 31st, 2013
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| Who: Lia and Micah When: Afternoon Where: The hospital Warnings: None With her own lunch out of the way, Lia decided to get a sandwich and a salad to go from Eatzy’s, carrying it a couple blocks away to the hospital. It had been awhile since she talked to Micah, and if she knew him, she knew he probably hadn’t eaten lunch yet. Micah had become a pretty good friend to Lia ever since she arrived in the dome. She hadn’t had many reasons to go to the hospital herself, but considering Sophia was six and a bit of a fearless daredevil with it came to playing inside and out, they’d had to make a trip or two to the hospital to get her patched up. Micah had almost always been the one to help them, and it had been easy enough to fall into a comfortable sort of friendship. Once she was in the hospital, Lia was directed down the hall to where Micah was supposedly working. She had the paper bag in her hand, and once she caught sight of him, Lia smiled. “Hey you.” ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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May 30th, 2013
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| Who: Maggie and Mickey Where: Central Park When: Afternoon Mickey got Maggie’s message while he was finishing up at the diner, which meant he didn’t head home, just towards the center of things. The booths were already starting to go up, as well as decorations, and Mickey wandered through them until he spotted the brunette near the booth she was trying to get set up. “Hey Maggie,” he greeted, thinking he wasn’t quite sure why she’d opted to do this when the thing was twice her size. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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May 31st, 2013
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| Who: Cody and Kenzie Where: central park When: later afternoon Warnings: tbd Cody was sitting on the grass behind one of the benches, still watching everyone go by. He was now too aware of the fact that people were noticing him, though he'd pulled his hood up to hide slightly. That left him a little more incognito, where it wasn't so obvious he was dead. He'd done it after a little girl saw him and started to cry. He had also heard someone say that he was in poor taste, which took him a while to figure out. Eventually it dawned on him that he might look like a zombie to people. Which would, in fact, be in shitty taste. The only thing he could do that would be even more tasteless would be to wander around as zombie Hitler. It kinda sucked that he was apparently visible and hearable now...and he was still alienating the fuck out of people. | ||||||||
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May 30th, 2013
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| Who: Claire and Gabe When: Before work Where: Out After Ren left, Claire changed her shirt, brushed her hair up into a ponytail and slipped her work shoes on. She was distracted and confused, but Claire was determined to put those thoughts on hold for awhile. Gabe had always been good at picking up on her moods and the last thing she wanted was for him to start prying when he was the source of her distraction. This whole thing was new to Claire, because she wasn’t used to talk about certain feelings out loud, or even having to deal with them at all. She had taken Ren’s advice to heart, but honestly, Claire was pretty sure that if she told Gabe how she felt, or even hinted toward it, she might end up puking from the anxiety of it all. Or she would accidentally break his nose, or something even worse. She had no idea how those things happened to her, but they did. What better way to tell a guy you liked him than by making him bleed? Ha. Still, Claire felt an unexpected sense of calm as she left the house and walked next door to Gabe's. She thought she would feel anxious or nervous, like earlier, but she didn't. It was a stark contrast to how she felt during her conversation with Ren, but definitely not unwelcome. This was Gabe, not some stranger. Claire knocked on the door and stepped back, resisting the urge to mess with her hair. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Zania and Clementine Where: Their house! When: 2pm Working the night shift put Zania at work around nine at night, getting her off work at five in the morning, just before dawn. If she fell into bed immediately, she still got eight hours sleep by one o’clock, but there were still a number of day-light hours to burn before she could safely set foot outside. Today she was using those hours to unpack, her room an explosion of boxes and clothes. The only thing she’d done prior to moving in was make black-out curtains to keep the cun out of her room. Looking at the mess on the floor around her, she still had a lot left to do. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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May 29th, 2013
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| Who: Mannix and Ren Where: The Cemetary When: Night Warnings: Language Ren was just not interested in the curfew. She had heard that there had been absolutely no bat sightings in the last couple of days, so she figured she was safe enough to venture out of the house. Normally, she’d go to Gabe’s, but since she was actively avoiding both him and Claire, she had decided to visit Lily’s grave, an older woman who had worked at the school. She had passed away nearly a month ago, before all of the strange and unexplainable things had started happening, of a heart attack. She had been kind to Ren, like a grandmother would be, reaching out to her, and something about her had just drawn the younger girl in. She had become attached, and when she had died Ren had been more upset than she had let on. Since then, she had come to her grave once a week; sitting down and talking to her like Lily was still there. ( how a teenage girl gets punched in the face ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Justin & Eily When: Evening Where: O'Reilly's Bar & Brewery With his day finished at the diner, Justin left the assistant manager in charge and was happy to be done with the place for the night. It had been a busy day, but nothing Justin hadn't been able to handle. Having helped manage a chaotic, crowded nightclub for several years, the diner, even on it's busiest day, was still a piece of cake to deal with. But the hours had still been long, especially since he had been distracted by a few personal things. So Justin decided to wander across the street to the bar, thinking he more than deserved a beer or two to finish off his Friday night. He had taken a seat at the bar and was nearly finished with his first glass when the lightning storm hit. It seemed to distract quite a few people who were hanging out in the bar, and a few even left their seats to wander toward the windows to look outside. Justin stayed put, no longer surprised at the strange shit that had begun to happen inside the dome. His sister was a vampire for Christ's sake. A vampire "Shit," Justin murmured with amusement before shaking his head and taking another drink of his beer. What the hell were they all in for, anyway? | ||||||||
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| Who: December and Serge Where: Elementary school playground When: Late evening For all that this was a new place to be, and for any unfamiliar rules or responsibilities that came with Serge’s new badge and position? Some things never changed for the old soldier. He had passing knowledge of Delphi’s interior from prior visits, but nothing concrete enough to base a work pattern on. Nothing here, at least. There were, however, dozens upon dozens of moments of past conflict to work from, and the habits formed from them applied here just as much as they did anywhere. Learn the terrain, secure exit routes, establish defensible ground, determine the worst-case scenario. Prepare, prepare, prepare. And expect none of it to matter when strife came calling. ( Drunk+Doomsayer=December ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Eli and Chiri Where: Central Park When: Mid-day In the time between school and work, Eli liked to sit in the center of town and people watch. There was a bench under the shade of a tree where he sat, eyes taking in the business around him, those setting up for the festival. It was more activity than he was used to seeing, but the difference made him even more eager to put it down on paper. With his pad out in his lap, he began to sketch the scene, the way the lights hung, the stage and the screen for the movie. He tried to imagine what it might look like at night. If he could sit out there at night and draw then, that would have been perfect. But the daylight gave him an idea of what he might see, allowing him to add in the night time details later. Drawing was an escape for him, a bit of peacefulness in all the activity around him. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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May 28th, 2013
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| Who: Cody and Ren Where: Central Park When: late afternoon Warnings: tbd Cody was doing the same thing he did every day. Wandering. That happened when you were dead, had nothing to do, and nowhere to go. The absolute worst thing about being a ghost was the boredom. So, he took to checking out town, occasionally following people around when they caught his interest...it wasn't exactly unusual for him to stalk someone for a while, just to find out what they were all about. Sadly, he didn't have anyone he was currently stalking. He was in the market for one, but no one had caught his eye yet. Something was going on in central park, so that was at least somewhat interesting. He walked along, watching the people coming and going. He didn't notice that people were staring. | ||||||||
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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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| Who: Justin and Mickey When: Mid morning Where: The diner The morning had been pretty chaotic. The beautiful weather brought people in for breakfast, and Justin found himself out front, helping the staff with orders. After a couple hours, the crowd thinned out, Justin took a couple bags of trash out back to dump in the bin. When he returned, he was directed to the kitchen where the sink had apparently sprung a small leak. Justin examined it more closely, but it didn’t appear to be anything he could fix. And he had no idea if that kid in town, Mickey, knew any plumbing. Justin sent him a text anyway to ask, and requested he come by as soon as he could if he had the time. The last thing Justin needed was the kitchen to flood, since it would shut down the entire diner for awhile, and Justin couldn’t afford not to bring in whatever profit he could. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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