The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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December 30th, 2013
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| Who: Patrick, Fiona, and Lochlan When: Early afternoon Where: The outer ring of town Lochlan had worked himself out of being stunned at how they’d found the pub and that the girls were all missing and on into being furious by way of determined. It was fueling him as he texted his family and Lily’s brother as requested by Aidan. It was fueling him as they swung by to pick up Patrick at his place on their way toward the edge of town to search the houses on the outermost part of the dome’s center. It kept him quiet and focused and on the edge of raging at anything or anyone that got in his way. He was trying not to think about what could be happening to the girls. They were soft and beautiful and feisty and his. His sister, his cousin, his girlfriend. This felt personal on so many levels but reports were coming from everywhere that others were taken as well during the night. He tried to remain objective but he needed Eily to keep him level-headed and she wasn’t there. So he was relying on Fiona and Patrick, most especially Patrick as his alpha. “I’m going to kill people by the time this is over. You know that, right?” he said to no one in particular as he looked into the windows of a house that looked empty or abandoned thanks to the dome’s doors shutting and possibly a good hiding spot for kidnappers. Especially if it had a basement. “I’m going to fuck some shit up before then too. How could they do this?” ( No one messed with an O'Reilly, not on his watch, not ever. ) | ||||||||
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December 15th, 2013
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| Who: Lochlan and Fiona Where: The Pub When: Early, early morning Lochlan had reached the pub before Fiona but only because he had the increased speed of a werewolf. He hadn’t transformed but he could smell blood when he neared the building. A lot of it by his estimation. His texts to his sister stopped immediately but he didn’t go inside yet. He wasn’t sure he could or wanted to without someone else there with him. Still, in between then and the time Fi showed up, his mind worked through a million different horrific scenarios until he was almost sure he was going to go in on his own in spite of his instincts telling him to stay outside. He wasn’t scared for himself… not his own safety anyway. He was scared of what he’d find. He could smell Avery and Eily and Lily and so much blood and all of the smells mingled together in such a way that he wasn’t sure if the blood was any of the girls’. He paced endlessly waiting for Fiona, so grateful when he saw her in the distance. He paused, waiting for her to get closer before sharing what he could smell. Fiona hadn’t felt right for the last few hours. She had had that nagging sense that something was wrong, but she had just attributed it to being spooked by the rumors of recent danger, or being hungry, or maybe just gassy. No matter what excuse she came up with though, it didn’t seem to ease her nerves; if anything, they only grew worse with the later it got and no Avery joining her at home. She supposed it was possible that her little sister wouldn’t spend the night yet since they had only talked about her moving in the other day, but she seemed pretty anxious to get out. Then Lochlan’s text came in and she was done. First place to check would be O’Reillys to see if she was still there, and then she would head to hers and Darcy’s place if needed. She had tried to keep things light with Lochlan as a distraction from the actual worry that had been building in the pit of her stomach, but his last text as she began nearing the pub unsettled her all over again. She slipped her phone into her back pocket and picked up her pace to a steady jog, waving her hand as she saw her brother in the distance. Once she reached him, a little out of breath, her gaze worked over his expression and a concerned look took over hers as well. “What’s wrong?” ( “We’re going to find them.” ) | ||||||||
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December 6th, 2013
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| Who: Avery, Lochlan, and Fiona Where: Fiona’s House When: Morning Fiona stepped out of the shower and reached for a nearby towel, wrapping it around her slim frame before reaching for another to scrunch dry her hair. She wasn’t sure how soon she would see Lochlan after Avery, or if the two would be here at the same time, so she wanted to be sure she was able to bathe beforehand. With how heightened Lochlan’s senses were, she didn’t know if he’d be able to tell she had spent the night with a Ryker of her own, especially considering Jack was a werewolf himself. With how down he had sounded in his text messages, the last thing she was looking to cause him was any further aggravation by reminding him that his sister wasn’t a pure beacon of innocence. She poked her head out of the bathroom to take a listen for if anyone had arrived before moving to her bedroom to slip into clothes for the day. It was still pretty chilly and the cold shower did not help, so she chose heavier layers to wear. A frown pulled at her lips at the idea that something was wrong with Avery based on the texts she and Lochlan shared earlier, moving from her bedroom to re-examine if any of her family had arrived yet. She wasn’t used to being the comforter, but she was ready to take on the role if needed. ( Are we all on the same cycle today, or what? ) | ||||||||
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November 20th, 2013
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| Who: Jack and Fiona Where: The Winery When: Early Evening Warning: NSFW Fiona had been sitting in her house, shivering and staring out the window at the fierce elements that had been wreaking havoc on Delphi for hours now. From bored texting, she caught wind that businesses had begun closing down due to the weather which was disheartening for her; she was both hungry and had nothing to drink to keep herself pre-occupied with some sense of alcoholic warmth and general bliss. It was after a few more minutes of sitting in silence, surrounded by falling darkness, that she said fuck it. She grabbed a zip-up hoodie from her couch as she passed it, pulling the hood up before she opened her front door and took a step outside. A big gust of harsh wind proved to make the act of just closing the door difficult, but she finally managed and quickly took off for the winery. It was closer than anything else and would be sure to curb not only her appetite, but her thirst for something with a little bite too. ( wine and other things ) | ||||||||
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November 4th, 2013
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| Who: Avery, Lochlan, Lily, and Fiona Where: Fiona's House When: Early Evening It had taken Avery some of her afternoon to finally track down Lochlan’s Lily. Thankfully the texts that Fiona sent her after her sister spoke with Lochlan gave Avery a pretty good idea as to who Lily actually was. Dark haired, pretty. Avery visited Eatzy’s enough to remember the waitress there who matched the name and vague description. It just so happened Lily happened to be at the diner when Avery walked in, and after smiling and chatting her up for awhile, Avery revealed herself to be Lochlan’s sister, and invited Lily over to dinner. One thing Avery liked about Lily is she didn’t say no. Family was obviously important to the O’Reilly’s, and Avery was pleased that Lily seemed to get that after talking with Avery for a little while. Now she was at Fiona’s, waiting for Lily to show up. Or her brother. Whoever made it first. The food was edible enough, or so Avery thought and it was nice being able to do this without a huge family dinner like Patrick seemed to want for Darcy and Noah. What better way to scare off a potential significant other than to toss every living O’Reilly at them at once? Even if Fiona and Avery were being silly about meeting Lily, at least they hadn’t invited the whole clan over. “At least it smells okay,” Avery said to Fiona, looking down at the food they were finishing up. “I mean, it shouldn’t give anyone food poisoning.” ( 'This was an ambush. Oh they would so pay.' ) | ||||||||
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October 31st, 2013
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| Who: Fiona & Lochlan When: Late morning Where: Fiona’s house Lochlan was sleeping on the couch. He had spent such a great evening with Lily then walked her home in the morning. He was happy in ways he hadn’t been in a long time it seemed. But he was exhausted. Sleeping in a high hide wasn’t exactly how he’d remembered, or at least, not how his back had remembered, having gotten used to the likes of softer places to sleep like couches and occasionally a bed. So he needed a nap. Fi’s seemed like the best place to crash at the moment because he was almost guaranteed not to run into Eily or anyone else except possibly Avery who would likely just leave him alone if she saw him sleeping. Or wake him up and grill him about Lily which he wouldn’t have minded in the least. So he was sleeping, snoring and grinning like an idiot. He was dreaming about things he hadn’t decided to do with Lily on their overnight trip. Things he’d like to do in the future if given the chance. Every so often a word or two slipped out in a whisper or a laugh. Lochlan was probably the dorkiest happy sleeper there was. ( 'Top o'the mornin' to yeh, brudder o'mine!' ) | ||||||||
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| Who: Avery and Fiona When: morning before school Where: Fiona's Avery was up early for school, having been unable to really sleep the night before. She hadn't heard Darcy come home, and Avery hadn't bothered to check in her cousin's room before showing, getting dressed and heading out. She had a stupid grin on her face and wondered if she was starting to feel what Darcy had talked about with Noah. In any case, she stopped by Fiona's house on her way to school, having not seen her sister in a couple days. And maybe it would be best to get some advice from someone who want Darcy, or Lochlan. Definitely not Lochlan. Avery stepped up to the door and knocked, readjusting the strap of her school bag on her shoulder. She might have just walked in but she didn't want to freak Fiona out if she was still sleeping. ( do you feel any different? ) | ||||||||
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October 16th, 2013
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| Who: Nic and Fiona Where: O’Reilly’s Pub When: Afternoon Nic had slept in with Micah, glad there hadn’t been an emergency that morning because he needed the sleep. When it was finally time to get up, he went down to the station and discovered there wasn’t much to do. In a town as small as Delphi, there wasn’t always an emergency. And that was how Nic ended up at O’Reilly’s, his preferred hang out location, since the other restaurant in town was owned by his cousin and didn’t serve beer. It really wasn’t Justin or Zania that kept him away from Eatzy’s, but the beer that called out to him. Last night had been good, but rough, and he felt like he deserved a drink. “Can I get a beer, please? Whatever’s fresh on tap.” Fiona had been manning the bar herself all morning, and would most likely be doing the same for a good majority of the day. With all that werewolf business having occurred, she could only assume that her brother and cousins who were immediately affected by the full moon were taking the day to rest. Considering the time, it at least hadn’t been unmanageably business for just her.. though, she was hoping that someone would come relieve her, eventually. The idea of being trapped in one area for the entire day was dreadful. She glanced up when she heard a request for the freshest beer on tap, realizing she had slipped off into her own little world of thoughts. “You got it. 16 or 20 ounce?” She took a step closer to him, hand hovering below the bar to grab whichever sized glass he would elect. ( 'So what do you like to do for fun, besides taunt us non-bike people with your ride?' ) | ||||||||
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