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[12 Jan 2012|09:02pm] |
|[ WHO ]| Jo Harvelle |[ WHERE ]| Town |[ WHEN ]| Thursday, January 12 | 9:05 PM |[ WHAT ]| Hunting |[ OPEN ]| To anyone
( No need to not be prepared. )
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[26 Dec 2011|02:57pm] |
Who: Alcide Herveaux And Open What: Getting back to town When: Following his thread with Callie Where: Merlotte's Rating: TBD Status: Open
( Look who's back )
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[11 Dec 2011|02:26pm] |
Who: Sam and open What: Sleeping When: Mid morning Where: In town Rating: TBD Status: In progress
( Dean.. you are such a dick. )
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[09 Dec 2011|09:19pm] |
Who: Abby and King What: Driving When: Early morning Where: Entering Shreveport Rating: With his mouth at least PG-13 Status: In progress
( Dear god, help me not to kill him )
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[03 Dec 2011|05:49pm] |
Who: Callie Hawkins and Open What: Heading back home. When: Afternoon. Where: The Diner. Rating: TBD Status: Open.
( Nothing had changed... )
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[27 Nov 2011|07:18pm] |
Who: Andrea Parris and Open What: Andrea is readying for a hunt When: Sunday, November 27, 2011 Where: Singleton Hunting Lodge Status: Incomplete
( A hunting we shall go... )
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[26 Nov 2011|08:42pm] |
Who: Hal Jordan and Open What: Bit of a crash landing When: Around 10pm Where: Around Merlottes Rating: TBD Status: Open
( Toto, we're not in Kansas anymore )
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Opening post. |
[16 Nov 2011|06:37pm] |
Bon Temps had seen it all, from witches, to vampires, to werewolves and everything in between. Things lurked in the shadows that no one had seen, powers that none could fathom had been drawn there. No finally they had reached their destination. A coven of powerful witches, more so than the likes this small town had ever seen had arrived. It wouldn't be a matter of necromancy or spirits of the dead taking over bodies. No, this was more than some deep seeded vengeance that was being dealt out to vampires. No, everyone would suffer and feel their wrath. It would force those who were once enemies to become allies.
Lightning flashed in the night sky, thunder rolled as if the Heavens were angry in the distance. The veils that kept the worlds separate were torn, chaos would soon ensue. Against their will various people and creatures alike were brought through these portals. Worlds that were similar, but yet different in so many ways. Havoc would wreak through the land, confusion would be the first thing to come as they all realized there weren't where they belonged.
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[02 Nov 2011|04:58pm] |
Due to inactivity I have decided to re-vamp the game and start from scratch. I plan on re-opening the game very soon and I'm going to allow more than Supernatural and True Blood characters. If you would like to keep the characters you are currently playing respond to this thread or make a post on the OOC board. If you fail to reply I will take that as resignation from the game and your character will be up for grabs.
Please reply by Friday November the 11th. If you haven't either replied or contacted me by then your character will be removed.
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[16 Jul 2011|01:57am] |
|[ WHO ]| Jo Harvelle |[ WHERE ]| Town |[ WHEN ]| Saturday, July 16 | 1:00 AM |[ WHAT ]| Walking |[ OPEN ]| To anyone
( There were too many variables. )
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[13 May 2011|11:14pm] |
Who: Callie Hawkins Where: Diner When: Morning Open: To anyone new in town. Rating: To be determined.
Sitting in a booth in the corner of the diner, Callie sipped her coffee as she looks over the file she had in her hand. It had been a while since she had been in the town she called home. The only reason why she would even consider this her home town would be because of the one red headed spunky waitress behind the counter. Wilma was like a mother to her and took her in when her parents died. She had been friends with her parents before she was even born and named her godmother.
She finishes her plate of breakfast and goes to lay money on the table. That was before Wilma slapped her hand and told her to put her money away. She asked for another refill on her coffee before leaning back and reading over the files she had stolen from the police station. Which wasn't hard when being a woman. All she had to do was bat her eyelashes and that's all it took.
Hearing the bell jingle on the door, Callie looked up to see who walked in. It had been someone she never saw in town before and that was never a good thing.
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