The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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August 25th, 2013
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| Who: Claire and Gabe When: Afternoon Where: Claire's then out It had been three days since Ren died. Seven since she had talked to Ren last. Claire had skipped out on school, and even work, staying home and laying in bed like a lazy asshole, but she hadn’t been able to muster the energy or desire to do anything else. The rain seemed to have stopped earlier that morning, and the sky was clear enough to brighten Claire’s room considerably. This prompted her to take her pillow and hide her head underneath it to block out the light. She needed to get up and take a shower. Get dressed. Eat. Do something productive. Useful, maybe. Claire told herself that she would. Soon. Just... not yet. Gabe knocked on the door three times, then let himself in. It had been days since he’d seen Claire last and it was time to get her out of the house, where he presumed she was hiding. He understood the desire to stay in bed and mourn, but he knew it wasn’t going to help her any more than it had helped him. They’d both lived with death for years. While they’d felt safe in the dome, this wasn’t any different. Gabe wasn’t past it, but he knew it would take work, and he hoped maybe he could help Claire with that too. “Claire!” he called out, heading towards her room. “Get up. We’re going out.” ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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July 23rd, 2013
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| Who: Claire and Skylar When: Morning Where: The greenhouse When Claire woke, she was still at Gabe’s, having been unable to find the desire or courage to return home to sleep. Thankfully Ms. Bloom had been understanding of it, considering the circumstances. Claire was still feeling numb, and grief stricken, but she knew there were things that needed to be done. So after returning home, and avoiding Ren’s room all together, Claire showered, dressed and grabbed her umbrella to head over to the greenhouse. She was exhausted and knew she wouldn’t be attending school, or even work, that day. There was no way Claire would have been able to concentrate, or even get through the day without crying. No, she wanted to stay home, curled up under a blanket until she could actually feel something again. Stepping into the greenhouse, Claire lowered her umbrella to search for Skylar. “Hello?” ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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July 17th, 2013
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| Who: Claire and Gabe When: Evening Where: Gabe’s house Claire wasn’t entirely sure how she managed to get from the hospital to Gabe’s back door. She felt completely numb, and the last thing she fully remembered was standing in the morgue, staring at Ren’s body. And now she was standing in front of a door, her arms wrapped around herself tightly to fight off the chill she was feeling. She wasn’t sure how she was supposed to do this. Claire didn’t want to do this, and for a very brief moment, she considered letting Thessaly break the news to Gabe instead. She would surely know by the time she left the hospital, right? Only that wasn’t very fair, and it made Claire feel like a coward to think it, so she pushed that idea aside just as quickly as it came to her. She didn’t actually move until she heard the howls in the distance, and that seemed to snap her back to reality. Exhaling sharply, Claire reached for the doorknob, and for the first time since moving into the dome, she didn’t bother knocking before she let herself inside. She tried to call out for Gabe, but her throat was dry and closed up, so she searched for him instead. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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July 16th, 2013
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| Who: Micah and Claire When: Early evening Where: The hospital As Claire stepped into the hospital, she did her best to ignore the nausea rising, not wanting to throw up all over the place when there was obviously so much going on. She had gotten the message from some woman who worked there to come by as soon as possible only twenty minutes before, and honestly, Claire couldn’t really remember putting her shoes on and getting out the door. Having not heard from Ren, Claire was worried her friend was hurt, given the pack of wolves that had torn through the dome the night before. She asked for Dr. Worthington, the contact name given to her when the woman called and then waited in the hall, tugging anxiously on her sleeve. She sort of wish she had called Gabe to meet her there, but there was a chance Ren wouldn’t want to see him just yet. If it was Ren. Claire didn’t know. She hadn’t gotten any details over the phone. Was that a bad sign? ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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June 27th, 2013
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| Who: Claire and Gabe When: Evening Where: Claire’s House Warnings: some mild making out ;) The onslaught of rain had cut Claire’s day at the vegetable farm short, and she was soaked through by the time she got home. That was when she found the note from Ren, who had apparently decided to leave for a bit and stay with another ‘friend’, although Claire had no idea who the friend was, and Ren didn’t respond to texts Claire sent her afterward. It left Claire feeling guilty for the rest of the day, but she tried to focus on cleaning the house and distracting herself. The power outage was a bit jarring, but after Claire lit some candles to create some light, she went back to scrubbing the kitchen floor, unable to really resist the urge to clean. By the time she finished, Claire was tired and her muscles ached, but at least the kitchen was completely spotless, the counters wiped down and the cupboards organized properly. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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June 15th, 2013
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| Who: Gabe and Claire Where: Gabe's House When: Morning While he wasn't a morning person, Gabe had good reason to be up early on Sunday morning. This was his chance to make up ruining his first semi-date with Claire with another not-quite-date that promised to be better. He didn't want to start anything till she arrived, so that it would still be hot, but he had everything ready to go. The eggs were cracked and beat, the sausage chopped, the cheese grated, and the orange juice cold. His mother had already been in for her coffee, smiled at his attempt to woo Claire, and headed out to the hospital. Any time now Claire would be knocking on the door. If he could have served her breakfast in bed, he would have, but he didn't want to be in the house with Ren right now. It would be too easy for things to go wrong. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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June 11th, 2013
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| Who: Claire and Ren When: Night time Where: Home Still feeling confused and extremely out of sorts, Claire walked across Gabe’s yard back to her own. She debated going for a longer walk, but all she really wanted to do was change into her pajamas and curl up in bed with her head buried under her pillow for the rest of the night. Hopefully the mental image of Gabe and Ren kissing wouldn’t keep her up all night. Stepping inside the house, Claire was quiet as she listened for any sign that Ren was around. It suddenly made sense why Ren had made plans with someone else earlier, rather than spending the entire day with Claire and Gabe. A lot of things suddenly made sense, but that didn’t mean she liked it. ( Read more... ) | ||||||
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| Who: Gabe and Claire When: Evening Where: Gabe’s house The festival had been plenty of fun, and admittedly, Claire had never seen The Wizard of Oz, so the movie was a bit of a treat as well. It felt normal to just hang around with Gabe and not worry about school, or work... or poisonous bats - if that’s what they were, anyway. At some point after the movie, Claire and Gabe headed back to Gabe’s house to hang out for awhile, like they had planned. That was when the nerves had kicked in hardcore, and Claire had to resist chewing on her fingernails as they walked back to his house. The nerves weren’t a bad thing, though. They were more like butterflies, flitting around in her stomach in anticipation of... well, something. Being alone with Gabe again, she supposed. Considering they had been friends for years, and had essentially grown up together, Claire knew there was no reason to feel awkward or out of sorts, and in a way, she didn’t. It was just a shift in their friendship, and Claire knew once a certain line was crossed, things would change. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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June 7th, 2013
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| Who: Claire and Ren When: Morning Where: Home Warning: none It had been a pretty eventful night. In effort to fix her mistake, Ren had been avoiding both of her best friends like they were contagious. She was trying to give Gabe space to figure out his hormones and Claire the chance to win him over in a more than friends capacity. Not being there was her forcing them to spend more time together. The only problem was that when she wasn’t with Claire or Gabe she tended to get into ten times more trouble than she would if she were with her level headed and less reckless friends. Case and point: last night she had poked and prodded a stranger until he had gotten so mad that he literally punched her in the face. The hit had been hard- way harder than it should have been, even coming from a man,- and it had knocked her out. He had also decked her on the same side she had just ripped open after tripping and smacking her face against a gravestone. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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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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May 27th, 2013
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| Who: Ren and Claire When: after school Where: Home Claire hadn't seen Ren all day. She had been woken up in the park the night before by a nearby neighbor and scolded for being out past curfew with the bats still out and about. Of course, on her way home Claire hadn't seen a single bat, but maybe she had just gotten lucky. Afterward, Claire had showered and fallen into bed without seeking out Ren, or even sending Gabe a goodnight text. After school, Claire waited outside on her bike for Ren to ride home together. She needed to change for work and find Gabe, since she figured they would walk toward work together. Riding with a sprained wrist was a pain in the ass, but it was the fastest way home, so she figured she would manage all right. Chewing on her fingernail in an absent sort of way, Claire glanced toward the doors, keeping her eyes open for her roommate. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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May 22nd, 2013
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| Who: Claire When: Early evening Where: Elementary School Playground It was after work that Claire found herself wandering with her bag on her shoulder, not at all eager to return home just yet. She had things to do and dinner to try and make, but the weather wasn't all that bad, temperature wise, and since it wasn't currently raining, Claire made her way toward the elementary school, which she knew would be empty at this point in the day. Since she lived right down the street from the school, Claire knew she would be able to get home before sunset when curfew kicked in. Getting bit would have probably been an extremely crappy way to end her day. She shrugged out of her light jacket and set it on the damp grass before taking a seat beneath one of the larger trees. Pulling out her book, Claire balanced it on her drawn up knees, ignoring the mild discomfort of her sprained wrist. She read for awhile, caught up in the book and somewhat oblivious to the subtle darkening of the already overcast sky. At some point, Claire shifted onto her stomach to read for a bit longer. And then, thanks to the comfortable temperature and lazy, gray evening, Claire fell asleep, her cheek resting on her bent arm beneath her that had been keeping her book open. It would figure that she would dream of bats and Dracula, but neither were alarming enough to wake her up. | ||||||||
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May 12th, 2013
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| Who: Liam and Claire Where: the hospital When: Early evening Warnings: None Claire had managed to avoid the rain, after talking to Finn and returning home to drop off her things before heading off to the vegetable farm to help out. She spent a few hours then, working and getting dirty, letting her mind wander and doing her best to avoid thoughts that made her feel small and insignificant. As she was finishing up in the farm, she was carrying a basket of fresh vegetables to the building when she tripped over a patch of raised dirt. It wasn’t the first time she had fallen, or rolled her ankle or something clumsy and stupid. But it was the first time she fell awkwardly on her wrist and experienced a sharp kind of pain shooting up her arm. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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May 10th, 2013
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| Who: Claire and Finn Where: The park When: Early afternoon Warnings: None It was going to rain. Claire could tell just by looking at the sky. Obviously rain didn’t bother her. Unless she was outside without an umbrella. Which at the moment, she was. Thankfully she hadn’t felt any rain drops on top of her head yet, and she still had some time before she would be expected at the vegetable farm. Although if it was raining, it wasn’t likely she would be needed at all. Maybe. Hopefully. She was sitting on the grass in the park, a book open on her lap and some paper beside her. As stupid and lame as it was, Claire was flipping through a cookbook she had taken from the library, jotting down various recipes for cookies. Stupid, lame cookies that she had promised to try and bake for Gabe. Cookies that would probably give him food poisoning. Which would just be awesome. ( Read more... ) | ||||||||
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May 5th, 2013
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| Who: Claire and Gabe Where: Gabe’s house When: Evening Claire had been ignoring the hunger pains for awhile. She had homework to finish, and then a lot of dirt and sweat to scrub off in the shower from working in the vegetable farm earlier. Food seemed to be at the bottom of her priority list, but that wasn’t unusual. Eventually her stomach began to actually growl at her, so Claire pulled her back into a ponytail, pulled on a clean t-shirt and a pair of jeans and left the house to go next door. She quickly trekked barefoot across the lawn and, seconds later, found herself at Gabe’s. It wasn’t the first time she showed up to invite herself in for dinner, and it probably wouldn’t be the last. Claire couldn’t cook to save her life, nor did she like to cook, and Gabe never seemed to mind it when she wanted him to feed her. So Claire knocked loudly and then stepped back to wait, bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet. ( I can be unpredictable sometimes ) | ||||||||
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The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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