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Who: Wolfgang and OPEN
What: Antipsychotic medications have been known to exacerbate psychosis. There is a risk of permanent chemical dependence leading to symptoms worse than before treatment began.
Where: Badside, Mog Hill, Echomire, Brock Marsh, Raven's Gate, Chimer
When: Veerdi-Shundi
Notes: FEEL FREE TO SKIP THE OP it's me tl;dring. Thread starters in comments, if none of those work just... post whatever and I'll roll with it. Also, a polyvore.
Warnings: Medical/health care. For real. Specifically, this post touches on symptoms of mental illness, drug dependence, side effects and withdrawal, medical treatment, and seizures. Very possibly TW for suicidal ideation.

( I think something dark's living down in my heart. )

boomvox

Who: Jae and various people.
What: Various activities.
Where: Various places.
When: ... Various times.
Notes: Thread starters for a couple of characters! Otherwise feel free to fling anybody at Jae, I am easy. If you want to work out something specific vs meandering, ping me and I shall work something out for you. :>
Warnings: Various threads have simulated drug use + references to real drug use, and TMI discussions.

( i can't sing the songs that you sing, i can't find the gorgeous words )

lupa

Who: GG and YOU. GET IN HERE.
What: Fun with a warwulf.
Where: Everywhere! Particularly Mafaton and in and around Flag Hill, but she really is exploring everywhere.
When: All week and more.
Notes: Specify when and where in the header. Feel free to meet her in human or wolf form, though be aware that she doesn't speak when wolfed; if she's on all fours, she'll be either in Mafaton or in a fairly rural, isolated area, particularly the forests and mountains around Flag Hill. The write up here is just a prompt or an infodump, don't feel you have to base anything on it. And feel for to PM me for more stuff. /jazzhands
Warnings: TBA.

( the animal instinct. )

baedalites

Who: Hellboy and ???
What: The final stop on a scenic tour of Baedal's sewer system.
Where: Baedal Below
When: Sukkardi Evening
Warnings:Nothing yet? Mild horror and biomedical ick.

Deep under Baedal, far away from the 'civilized' Undercity, past the wild mushroom farms and their curious minders, lies mile after mile of tunnels. Layers of construction from previous iterations of the city, catacombs, abandoned (and probably never used) metro stations, natural and unnatural caves and corridors. Should one go searching through these tunnels, perhaps tracking shoggoths at the behest of Hellsing, one will eventually find a rather large and reinforced door in the tunnel wall. It looks much newer than the actual tunnel, and one may surmise that it's a later installation.

Certainly, it's large enough for a shoggoth to squeeze through and right now, it's open and appears undamaged. Dim artificial light spills out through the opening. There is a buzz of malfunctioning electricity and the dripping of liquid. Something sounds like it's groaning in there.

Beyond the door is a huge room. Whoever designed it went to great lengths to minimize the sound pollution, as there is almost no echo in here. At one point it must have been brightly lit but now the chief illumination comes from a lone worklight over a desk and a fusebox that's giving off sparks. It smells strongly of chemicals and blood. The lumpy forms of two dead people lie off to the side. One man, one woman. Both human. They appear to have been electrocuted, though the man was stabbed some time before that. There are at least two other doors in here.

cerebral

Who: Charles Xavier & Erik Lehnsherr.
What: Chillin' post-hangover and squidbabby revelations.
Where: Casa del X-Bro.
When: Shunday.
Notes: None.
Warnings: None.

Psyche-not: for when the busy mind needs a break. Quietens psionic, psychic and other mental abilities. Not to be consumed by anyone without*. See instructions for brewing.

*If you do, CONTACT A PHYSICIAN IMMEDIATELY.

Charles had eyed the little packet for five minutes before he'd given in. If he didn't know any better, he would say tiny men had invaded his skull and were making room for their furniture (which wasn't out of the question, given this city). A hangover on top of telepathy meant that everything was insufferably loud in strange and interesting ways and his sleep from morning until late afternoon still left him short of feeling even close to normal.

Hopefully tea that included something a little extra to it would help his will to live.

Ten minutes later and he's lying stretched out on a couch in the sun room, pale and huddled in a cardigan and pajamas, steaming cup next to him on the table as he stares at the ceiling and feels the strange, mentally numbing effect of the brew.

The growing silence is the most peculiar feeling but with it comes a strange relief.

agrat

Who: Wolfgang & Lea
What: Two members of the same cohort spot a man staggering down the street, toward a cliffside...
When: Veerdi, mid-late afternoon.
Where: Flag Hill
Notes: :)
Warnings: SEVERE BODY HORROR, creepiness.

( from an old and dying tree. )

amourpropre

Who: Lucius Malfoy (Sr) and Benevenuta Crispo
What: Lucius continues to do the swap meet party a favour by not meeting up with anyone inside of it.
Where: Syriac Well
When: Backdated to Sukkardi the 14th of Haneden.
Warnings: TBA.

( a little trouble makes it worth the going; and a little rain never hurt no one )

cestrumnocturnum

Who: Benji Ryans and Bruce Wayne
What: Lest the gods get mad, Benji goes looking for the intended recipient of a swap meet item.
Where: Bruce's brain.
When: An evening not far after the event.
Warnings: TBA.

( and i think my space ship knows which way to go )

whattigerscanchange

Who: A pretty random group of people who got stupid drunk at the Swap Meet.
What: The morning after.
Where: Sobex Croix. Probably. Check the GPS?
When: Pre-dawn, Shundi.
Notes: Organisational post can be found here.
Warnings: Bad behaviour. Possibly furries.

The sun has not quite yet risen over Baedal, or Sobex Croix in specific. Moonlight illuminates the shapes of several bodies in a sprawling clearing, or a field. Nearly all of them are unconscious. At least one appears to be dead – at a glance anyway.

Several items are scattered amongst the people as well, including but not limited to: a pair of women's underwear, roughly a half dozen empty bottles of hard liquor, a couple plastic tiaras, several inflatable sheep -some being used as pillows. Additionally, one (1) sign reading KEEP OFF GRASS, raising the question of whether or not the very grass they're spread out upon is that which they're meant to keep off.

somecalibrations

Who: Garrus and whoever.
What: Explorations. Also, heading to Chnum.
Where: Various. Anywhere on the roads between The Valhalla and Chnum?
When: Misdi after the swap meet weekend; likely around the early afternoon.
Notes: As I will probably handwave whatever happens inside the market proper, this is primarily a catch-all post for LOOK WHO FINALLY VENTURED OUTSIDE, COME SAY HI IF YOU'RE IN THIS NECK OF THE WOODS.
Warnings: None. ~~Oh, but I do ramble in my posts. :D~~

( Look at the sky, look at the seas.. )

apostatised

Who: Martel with Irene Adler and Marie-Sixtine St. Vincent (separately).
What: An auction.
Where: The Vault.
When: Coardi evening.
Notes: I am assuming none of you wanted your character to buy a nude of Martel. Also I'm not apologizing for the cut text, annnnd if you're interested in having your character attend this, just drop me a line and we may be able to figure something out. I am also amenable to people who were in attendance but did not speak to Martel who may wish to reference it later!
Warnings: Martel's dick is ever-present in this one. llllladies.

( it's hard to be humble when you're so fucking big did you ever meet a sexier male chauvinist pig )

lupa

Who: GG Giordano, Cliona Donovan
What: They're brought to Baedal together, a reunion somewhat marred by the fact that GG's sanity is apparently due to arrive a while after she does.
Where: An arrival room in the Valhalla Inn.
When: Coardi.
Notes: rrrrrr.
Warnings: Violence, blood, mentions of murder, nudity, probable foul language and discussion of torture. More TBA.

( the saints can't help me now. )

controlledvariable

Who: Steph and Wolfgang
What: Explanations
Where: Badside.
When: Backdated a little to last Misdi.
Notes: nope.
Warnings: Militia stuff, more will be added if necessary

( were just lies to buy myself some time )

baedalites

Who: EVERYONE.
What: Swap meet.
Where: The Apache and surrounding environs.
When: Sukkardi the 14th of Haneden
Notes:
Swap Meet Spreadsheet: Pre-chosen swaps are green. Assigned are blue. There were a few characters that were selected more than once, so objects were assigned on a first-come first-serve basis. If you have any issues or concerns, please do not hesitate to contact the mod team.
For objects that might not be immediately apparent as belonging to their owners, there may be a picture or name attached, or players are welcome to have their characters ~just know~ it's for them. Drr drr drr, bb.
Party post nights are a great time to come join the chatroom.
The topic threads are just suggestions; if you've got somewhere else that your characters simply must be, make your own thread.
Warnings: None yet. Please put warnings up on individual threads.

The Apache is much the same as it always is: dimly lit, with the jukebox playing in the background, and the bartender serving whatever's on tap.

betterthansubpoenas

Who: Kalinda Sharma and others.
What: The (horribly belated) aftermath of the siege on the city.
Where: Various locales.
When: Various.
Notes: I'm kind of using this as my catch-all post for Kalinda. The timing encompasses the immediate aftermath of MONSTER RAIN up to times more recent. There will be individual threads for each character! Want to do something here? You need only ask.
Warnings: ~~Standard warnings for the presence of Don Draper and Alan Shore.~~

( and what we do is ours to choose )

wontturntofoam

Who: Shrieky, Manticore and Angela!
What: The Manticore leaves Baedal
Where: The Temple in Mog Hill
When: Givdi evening
Notes: I've made a couple of assumptions on how getting rid of a Manticore would work, but modz hit me up and I will make edits if I ASSUME TOO MUCH.
Warnings: Sad Mermaid.

( He doesn't have a lot of trust to offer in general. )

fuckin_thirsty

Who: Deacon Frost and Hamilton Fish
What: An application of logic and a sword frees Fish from captivity, and then more stuff happens.
Where: The Undercity
When: Late Ged, early Haneden.
Notes: Backdated to a couple of weeks ago, and onwards. CO-WRITTEN POST ALSO. Yes.
Warnings: Gore beneath the cut.

( and make sure they're really dead )

thedominatrix

Who: Irene Adler, Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft Holmes.
What: Irene plays Jeremy Kyle, or possibly just sits back to watch the carnage.
Where: The Lost Society.
When: Sukkardi night.
Notes: Irene's outfit.
Warnings: ...The Holmes cast. Also, TBA.

( But how could this be done by such a smiling sweetheart? )

somecalibrations

Who: Garrus Vakarian, Jane Shepard
What: Garrus has finally let the good Commander out of the arrival room and.. now what?
Where: The inn.
When: Misdi, the evening likely.
Notes: Everyone's just confused. Yep.
Warnings: None yet.

Garrus had ended the 'call' with a bit more fumbling on his part. He imagined that one of these days he'd quit fat fingering the stupid device, but he couldn't help but think it was a little racist that the things were suited for the hands of smaller species. Seriously. It's not like whoever brought him here in the first place wasn't expecting a turian. ... Right? Being angry at this strange new world in general made it a little easier, even if it was ridiculous.

But whatever.

He left the room he'd been assigned to, which he'd simply traded the arrival room for since he'd made no real effort to venture outside as of yet. He ought to, that much he knew, but there was a larger part that really wanted to believe that it was all some elaborate fabrication that would eventually end. Whereas going outside might just cement the reality of things.

He mulled all of this over as he navigated his way back to the arrival room he'd come from. Hopefully, it would be the same one or else he would just have to keep trying doors until he hit the right one. The door swung inward once he'd turned the knob and he peered inside expectantly, if a little wary. There was always that chance that he had chosen the wrong room and someone far less trustworthy might be lurking behind it with a gun and not Shepard as he'd anticipated.

Garrus still had the kinetic barriers his armor generated, but he wasn't very keen on relying on them (say to avoid having the other half of his face blown off) until he had a better idea if the makeup of this place had done anything to really screw with his tech.

mightyfallen

Who: Jack Benjamin & Charles Xavier
What: A lunch meeting and a discussion of potential funding.
Where: Coin's End
When: Misdi, mid-day.

( a little less like my father and more like my dad )

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