aarnethompson: (forest tower)
once upon a time ([personal profile] aarnethompson) wrote in [community profile] multiversallogs2012-07-27 01:34 am

in the woods dark and deep I offer you eternal sleep

Who: Alba, Alexia Swiftdawn, Anna Demirovna, Bruce Wayne, Cliona Donovan, Data, Don Draper, Ilde Decima, Irene Adler, Jae-hyun Kim, Jaime Lannister, Kalinda Sharma, Marie-Sixtine St. Vincent, Martel, Nuray Amedi, Penelope Lane, Odessa Wander, Pepper Potts, Rex Lewis, Seoraj, Shrieky, Sunny, Wolfgang Einhorn, Xas
What: Something bad is afoot, and you must help.
Where: Abrogate Green, Badside, Barrackham, Chnum, Echomire, Flag Hill, Gallmarch, Ketch Heath, Pelorus Fields, Raven's Gate, Sangwine, Serpolet, Sobek Croix, Stoneshell, and the northern woods
When: July 22nd to the 30th
Notes: People are slow right now and a few are on hiatus, so slow-tagging and back-tagging are totally fine. Please check the accompanying OOC post for info and to coordinate.
Warnings: Disturbing content, will include violence, choking, drowning, body horror, and animal death.


Strange events tend to go unnoticed in Baedal, compared to the much stranger things happening around them. People don't tend to be noticed when they go missing, either. The city takes these things in stride. After all, people get called back to their homeworld all the time, or they die. Everyone knows this.

Still, rumors start cropping up around the city about the sudden appearance of twelve identical towers positioned around the city like the face of a clock...

ALBA ♞ Cliona Donovan
DON DRAPER ♞ Pepper Potts, Kalinda Sharma
ILDE DECIMA ♞ Irene Adler, Marie-Sixtine St. Vincent
JAE-HYUN KIM ♞ Sunny
MARTEL ♞ Data, Jaime Lannister
NURAY AMEDI ♞ Alexia Swiftdawn, Anna Demirovna
ODESSA WANDER ♞ Rex Lewis
SEORAJ ♞ Bruce Wayne
SHRIEKY ♞ Xas
WOLFGANG EINHORN ♞ Penelope Lane
wingwalker: for the rest of your life (☂ despair is gravity)

[personal profile] wingwalker 2012-08-18 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh," Xas says, briefly distracted by a flash of his brother in her face. He doesn't have the time necessary to decide how to feel about that. He wrings water out of a fistful of his hair and blinks at her a few times before he manages to answer: "I'm looking for a key, for a tower. I was told you know where it is."

He looks back out of the cave - briefly, because he's learned the hard way not to show his back to anyone with a smile that sharp - as if he might be able to see his boat. He can't, of course. If this takes too long her might have to swim back, and apologize to the library - he left the books on one of the benches. Everything else could stand to get wet.

"I don't know what I can give you for it," he says, turning back to her. He doesn't come in any further than he has to to breathe. "I brought what I have."