The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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October 16th, 2013
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| Who: Kenzie and Skylar When: Evening Where: Skylar's truck After Jyoti had left, Skylar had given up on work and gone for getting stoned instead. Which meant he'd spent the day wrapped up in his leather jacket and scarf sitting in the bed of the truck he'd brought into the dome but rarely used. It was where he'd lived for some years there and not it was just soothing. "Shit's a bit fucked up," he told the sky. "When's it not Ace?" Skylar sighed and drug his fingers through his hair, shaking his head. "Doesn't matter. I don't want it to be fucked up. I want things to be cool. They need to just work out." ( Now you're making rules. ) | ||||||||
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September 11th, 2013
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| Who: Kenzie and Skylar When: Evening Where: The greenhouse Kenzie stayed with Lance for most of the day, dozing off beside him, then hovering and trying to make him eat. It was nightfall when she began to get restless, having been coped up all day with her cousin. So she showered, piled her hair on top of her head, reapplied her make up, and set out for an adventure. Or at least a walk, since it seemed like adventure inside the dome was dodging death. It occurred to her after walking around a bit that it had been a couple days... she thought... since Kenzie saw Skylar at the park. With a destination in mind, Kenzie bought an empty cup from the guy at Eatzy's, then walked to the bar to get a drink. She poured the alcohol into her drink cup from the diner, complete with a top and a straw, and then began the trek to the greenhouse, sipping at her drink the entire way. When she got there, she wandered inside, her straw between her lips as she began to look around for any sign that he might be there. ( so this is over? ) | ||||||||
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August 13th, 2013
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| Who: Kenzie and Skylar When: Afternoon Where: Central Park/Pot Luck There was some kind of happening going on in the park. Kenzie walked through it, amused by the food set up, and the games and booths. Just like a bunch of people hadn't been slaughtered by animals over the past few nights. A way to boost morale, she figured, finding the dome even more odd than she usually did. She was getting down to her last couple cigarettes, which was going to be bad for everyone within fifty feet of her over the course of the next week if she didn't find more, but it was hard to find a supplier inside of Delphi, especially when Kenzie was used to be the supplier. She wandered through the crowd, munching on a piece of celery in one hand as she slowed occasionally near one of the vendor booths, skimming over the things they were selling. Nothing caught her eye at all until she passed a smaller booth with some homemade jewelry displayed on it. The girl behind the booth was chatting up some guy, and Kenzie could tell by the body language and blatantly phony, flirtatious laughter that the girl had barely registered Kenzie's prescence. It was probably too easy to take the dangly bracelet, but she did it anyway, taking another bite of her celery stick as she slipped the bracelet into her pocket and began to walk away, exchanging the bracelet for her pack of cigarettes as she pulled her hand out again. She had the money to buy the bracelet, but that was no fun. She didn't buy pretty things, she took them. A collection was much more fun when there was a challenge in getting it to grow. | ||||||||
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July 8th, 2013
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| Who: Kenzie and Skylar When: Early afternoon Where: the lake Warnings: Mild language complete When Kenzie woke that morning, the power was back on, and the sun was shining in through her bedroom. It was a hell of a lot better than gray clouds and rain, so when she was able to roll out of bed, she got dressed, managed to do something with her hair, and left the house to wander. Every day that passed inside the dome only served to make her more restless than before, and she made a mental note to try and buy some more pot off of Skylar before she had a complete meltdown. As she walked through the streets, she noted some people using water to rinse what looked like blood from the sidewalks. Yeah, that was never a good side and probably had something to do with all the goddamn howling that kept her up the night before. Her cousin had told her something about wolves when he returned home after dark, and that had been enough to keep Kenzie inside. She had dealt with a lot of shit outside the dome as a trader, but unless she had a weapon on her, she didn't mess with hungry animals. Eventually Kenzie made it to the edge of Delphi, near the lake. She sat down in the grass near the water, amused at the force of the wind that blew her hair around her face. She had always thought the domes weather was regulated, but maybe not. Or maybe whoever regulated them decided to have some fun. In any case, it took her several tries to get her cigarette lit, but once she did, Kenzie stretched her legs out in front of her, idly flicking her dying lighter with her thumb. Staring at the water rippling in the lake, Kenzie wondered if it was safe enough for swimming, and if she ought to figure out the answer on her own. Her forced circumstances were starting to make her antsy, for sure. | ||||||||
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June 7th, 2013
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| Who: Kenzie and Skylar Where: The Greenhouse When: Mid morning Warnings: Nah Although it was probably normal for most people to be up and about by this time of day, it was far too early for Kenzie’s tastes. She would have preferred to sleep past noon, but her cousin had woken her up before heading out to do... whatever the hell he did when they weren’t around. After Kenzie smoked her morning cigarette, she rummaged through the clothes strewn about her floor, finding a pair of black leggings, her frayed jean skirt, black bra and a white t-shirt. Somehow she got a brush through her thick mass of hair before tying it up and pulling on her Converse. It was a decent enough day, and people were out and about, looking chipper and irritating at the same time. Apparently the festival thing was a big deal. Lighting another cigarette, Kenzie wandered toward the greenhouse, more interested in a specific kind of plant than what piece of ass was going to get auctioned off to the highest bidder later. ( I'm psychic. I can read minds. ) | ||||||||
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