The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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December 18th, 2013
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| Who: Darcy and Aidan Where: Around town When: Some time after 1 am Aidan had drug Darcy back to his house and looked her over for injuries, patching her back up. He’d messaged people and told them about Noah, and then they were waiting. She guessed he was sleeping somewhere, but she’d raided the fridge, finding a beer and stealing it, sitting up in the living room wrapped in a blanket, empty bottle on the coffee table and tears streaked down her face. She’d started messaging Noah at least three times, but had stopped short, not sure what to say and knowing he wouldn’t get it anyway. Dead. He was probably dead. He loved her. She kept replaying that moment, when he said it, again and again, then burst into tears again, sleep not happening in the least. She’d made it a good fifteen minutes without crying out of panic or fear or worry, and while it wasn’t much, she was calling it an accomplishment. ( we have to ) | ||||||||
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December 10th, 2013
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| Who: Darcy and Aidan Where: Between Aidan's and Noah's When: late Darcy was running for her life. She knew she was. And she hated herself for it. This wasn’t supposed to happen again. She wasn’t supposed to be leaving someone behind and running. She bypassed her house, maybe stupid, but she needed something stronger than a lock. Noah needed something stronger than a lock. I love you. He’d said it. She’d heard it. And now he might be dead. She stumbled to Aidan’s door, banging on it. She was bleeding from a bit down her arm and a scrape on her cheek. There were bruises starting to show already under pale skin and the tears were free flowing. “Aidan!” She banged harder trying to find her keys to let herself in, but failing. ( find him now ) | ||||||||
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November 5th, 2013
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| Who: Darcy and Aidan Where: Darcy’s house When: Late evening Darcy didn’t like the way what Eily had said made her feel. It made her feel really, really weird. She didn’t like the parts about how she was an awful person. She didn’t like the parts about how she needed help. That was alarming. Did she need help? Darcy wasn’t sure. She didn’t feel like she needed help. At least not until Eily had said so. Now she wasn’t so sure. She was laying on her bed, hoping Aidan came over. He had said they could talk, but they hadn’t specified a time, which was fine, but she was a little anxious that he might really think she was creepy like Eily had said. And while she didn’t think he would say he would come and not, she wouldn’t blame him at this point. And she was feeling bad that he hadn’t felt like he could tell her she was a creepy human being. ( you're definitely crazy ) | ||||||||
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September 20th, 2013
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| Who: Darcy and Aidan Where: Werewolf encampment When: afternoon Darcy had slept wonderfully, curled up with Noah until the afternoon. They’d been lazy getting up, getting ready, but Aidan had promised to show her the werewolf cages or whatever and that was important. She’d promised Noah she’d come back later that night, grabbed her backpack, without the changes of clothes, which she left in his room, and headed towards the brewery to find her cousin. ( life's not fair ) | ||||||||
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September 12th, 2013
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| Who: Darcy and Aidan Where: Aidan's room When: Night After school let out Darcy didn't go home. She didn't want to be around Avery, especially if her cousin was already packing, nor did she want to just be there. She somewhat went searching for Noah, finding his house and walking around it once before she determined he wasn't home. She wanted to go in and wait on him, but she knew she had to meet Aidan and Noah would distract her from that. Eventually she went back towards home, going to Aidan's instead, letting herself into the house and then his room. She killed sometime with homework, but after a while gave up and just wound up doodling in her notebook again, people without faces and trees without leaves. ( breaking the news to darcy ) | ||||||||
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August 24th, 2013
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| Who: Darcy and Aidan Where: Aidan's Room When: Late Darcy had followed Aidan as soon as he'd left his house. She'd been watching for him, waiting for him to leave and then she was after him. She knew how to follow, how to stay silent, better than most, because he'd taught her. When the got closer to Sylvia's house she slowed to a stop. watching from across the street. "Don't." She murmured it under her breath, barely there, not audible, but then he'd gone to the last house she wanted him to go to. She hadn't even thought to put the name with the weird girl from school. Because Aidan wouldn't be interested in such a strange girl. No one was interested in her. She didn't even have friends. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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August 19th, 2013
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| Who: Darcy and Aiden Where: the brewery When: Early morning Darcy and Liam had fallen asleep, which was fine considering neither one of them had any business going out into the weather or the dark. She’d been curled up against his chest, sleeping softly until morning. When Liam had left she’d kissed him goodbye, holding on to his shirt for a moment before letting him go and going back to clean up. She was folding the blanket, hair falling down from where she’d slept on it pinned up, humming softly to herself. Yes, that was a good date. ( Easy to read ) | ||||||||
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August 12th, 2013
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| Who: Darcy and Aidan When: Flashback - 2 years ago Darcy slipped out of the barn before the guy she’d snuck off with even had his pants on, having already gotten into her jeans and pulling her shirt on while she walked, headed for the house. She wasn’t supposed to be sneaking out, especially not at night, but he’d been pretty responsive to her flirtations and she wasn’t going to pass up the chance. The world was ending, people were dying and some hot twenty-one year old with a thing for younger girls was interested. Darcy was taking advantage. She caught the whiff of familiar smoke, eyes cutting through the darkness, looking for someone in particular. There was only one person who’d be that silent yet still reek of cigarette smoke. “I know you’re there,” she said finally, pulling her shirt down the rest of the way and trying to work the dirt and tangles out of her hair. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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