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each night as i go walking
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amourpropreWho: Lucius Malfoy (Sr) and Severus Snape α
What: Discussions on superstitions, perhaps!
Where: Severus' cottage, Flag Hill
When: Today.
Warnings: Descriptions of monstery gore.
amourpropre
caballeroWho: ~Tom~ and Kalinda.
What: A stake out that goes horribly wrong!
Where: UUhh. S..omewhere that counts as down town. I will tag it.
When: Presently.
Warnings: References to domestic violence/police brutality, action movie violence otherwise.
The hounds all join in glorious cry
Sep. 10th, 2012 07:35 pmheardmermaidsWho: Sebastian LeMat
What: A worrying trend?
Where: If you believe Jillian, Candyland!
When: The following day after this.
( The huntsman winds his horn )
(no subject)
Sep. 9th, 2012 08:43 pmgotbottleWho: Raylan Givens and Rachel Conway
WhatThe Militia Is Up to No Good and Sucks Anyway: a tale recounted by Rachel Conway
Where: Rachel's apartment, Raven's Gate
When: backdated to Veerdi
Notes: takes place in the evening of this day
Warnings: will update if/as needed
She's paranoid now, following that run-in with the Militia. Rachel thinks she's probably being ridiculous, but she can't be sure she is, so. Better safe than sorry.
Or in jail.
Just in case they're still somehow watching or keeping tabs on her to see how she reacts to today, she doesn't dare use the video or voice on her CiD. She doesn't want prying eyes or ears to have enough context to hang her.
She goes over and over what to say, drafting and deleting and tweaking the message about half a dozen times before she's satisfied and sends it:
Are you free tonight? Can you come over to my place after you get off work? I really want to see you.
It works, she thinks. Without her face or voice to give anything away the message is perfectly innocuous: it reads like she's arranging an end-of-the-workweek date. And she's sure once he hears what she has to say, Raylan will forgive her the bit of subterfuge, the lack of warning that there was anything else going on.
(Besides, the message, while meant to hide another agenda, is still factually true. She really does want to see him.)
A little while later there's a volley of texts between them: yes, he's free, he'll come over, she'll send out for dinner if he'd like, he'll be there at seven. That leaves her enough time to get home and changed, to pour herself two fingers of whiskey and set out another glass for him, and to pace the living room until he turns up.
( your heart bleeds like mine )
Sep. 8th, 2012 03:00 pmsuninhadesWho: The Guild of Battling Preternatural Horrors, AKA Hellsing.
What: Open Hellsing log!
Where: The Hellsing Guild Hall and grounds in Sobek Croix, The Ankh.
When: Any time.
Notes: I tossed up a couple of random headers + a planned thread starter, but feel free to make your own threads, and use this post for as long as you like - I know it's been a while since we've had one.
Warnings: Fucked up beyond all reason.
The climate around the guild hall in past weeks has been turbulent - tense in places, happy in others, confused, and as ever, over-worked. Returns, resurrections, and the typical slew of workday horrors all combine into a uniquely Hellsing cocktail of emotions. (Unless you're Mr Lestrange, presumably.) But there's still work to be done, hauntings to be investigated, monsters to slay, wards to cast, reports to put off...
another day older and deeper in debt
Sep. 8th, 2012 04:06 amcivilobedienceWho: The Militia, and the citizens of Baedal.
What: Moments in time.
Where: All around the city.
When: Over the course of this week.
Notes: This post is the activity mentioned here - there were enough volunteers to do asides tailored to specific volunteer characters, but if you'd like to have your character witness something in here, or hear about something after the fact and react to it, you are more than free to. Just keep in mind that these are for read-and-react, not confrontations: if your character picks a fight they will be arrested. These are examples of normal events that happen every day in Baedal.
Warnings: Bigotry, xenophobia, harassment, references to police brutality, endless creepy patronizing bullshit.
Day in and day out, the Militia has a presence in Baedal. Many are plain-clothed officers, watching, waiting. In times of strife, more and more uniformed agents appear amongst the citizens, reminding Baedal that she is protected. (That she is ruled.) For most, this is simply the way things are, and always have been – if you follow the rules, and if you shun those who don't, your life is unaffected. Maybe you decide not to vote because your heart doesn't match up to what's expected of you. Maybe you keep your eyes on your feet and keep walking past a hooded authority figure matched against a defenseless civilian. Maybe you are saved, and your ardor is won forever.
It's different for everyone.
payglorytoashesWho: Rodolphus and his dreams.( on the count of three, jump with me. )
What: it's basically Candyland! Come on in.
Where: Technically his house, but ACTUALLY Candyland.
When: one night after Lucius Sr. has his fog encounter
Notes: maybe it's not Candyland. I don't know, I've never played Candyland. It could be Candyland.
Warnings: [22:54] jill: but I can't fuckin write about him waking up feeling "splattered" by something
[22:54] takhys: AHAHAHAHAHA.
[22:54] takhys: No, no, I think you should.
thedominatrixWho: Irene Adler & Sebastian LeMat.
What: 'Have you graduated to stealing towns yet?' and other vital existential questions.
Where: Irene's apartment, Syriac Well.
When: Not too long after this.
Warnings: None.
( don't wanna live in fear and loathing. )
amourpropreWho: Lucius Malfoy (Sr)
What: The search of discovery uncovers something else. Almost.
Where: The Fog.
When: Coardi morning, the 5th of Velldaren.
heardmermaidsWho: Sebastian and Martel
What: Meet, greet, and sharing time.
Where: Martel's abode. Yes, he has an abode.
When: Shundi
Warnings: None. Yet.
At the appointed time and place, Sebastian heads off to meet Martel. He's brought along a few things that he knows he'll need - wand, knife, and dog - and roughly thought through what he wants to say about how he'd learned that magic worked, how he lost his own, and why he thinks most of the rules in his world are a bit bunk. There's a moment where he thinks he ought to be nervous, but the edginess doesn't settle in.
the cells I am at the moment will soon die
Sep. 3rd, 2012 06:00 pmaldabeyounWho: (Nj/L)oki
What: Lesson One: Wax On. Wax off.
Where: Njoki's flat in Mafaton.
When: The first Shundi in Velldaren
Warnings: Nothing yet, but assume there's a risk of gore and bad language.
It wasn't the most auspicious of introductions, but Njoki is sure that it's only fair to properly judge someone once she's met and assessed them in person. Surety aside, Ki feels that it's a wise idea to judge and write people off from whatever contact she feels is necessary, but she's been making a valiant effort to overcome that.
Usually she fails.
Today, she's made some small steps toward improvement and has invited a potential student over to her flat. With most of the business transpiring in the Undercity, Mafaton is unnervingly quiet during the day but far easier to navigate. Njoki's flat and workspace is a small apartment above a used clothing store that specializes in period pieces. It's clearly marked by a hanging sign decorated with her name and a couple of symbols that hint at her practice - a playing card, a dove's heart, and a lit candle.
goodsoldierWho: OPEN
What: an underground fight night. place your bets.
Where: a warehouse in Griss Twist
When: evening
Notes: Jason is fighting in the main bout, but there is at least one other one, so feel free to make up details for that or others. I'll put up one subsection specifically for Jason's fight and directly after his match. That's primarily for Lisa, but anyone else could harass him if you felt so moved.
Warnings: not especially explicit violence.
The warehouse is an old venue and this evening's organizers old hands. The small arena sits low, not quite a pit, and it's standing room only. Plenty of drink is being sold, and a little food, at mostly reasonable prices. The lighting is harsh, the air is smoky, the sound of people spectating and jeering and arguing is muted yet immense, partially suppressed by the murk of the warehouse and the jaded atmosphere. But the evening's early yet.
In a side room, grubby tables and a varied assortment of seating is available. Some desultory gambling is going on. Substances may be purchased discreetly, deals are being made, and one table in the corner is the unofficially designated area to place bets.
A few matches are set to take place. The ultimate total will depend on how fast they come to an end, who showed up, and if there are any adventurers in the crowd. The main event has a designated time and is between a known fighter with a good reputation, and a newcomer. It hasn't been hyped much, but for regulars, that may be more promising than if it had been.
asklepiosWho: Adam Monroe and Benevenuta Crispo
What: The first attempt. (If at first you don't succeed--)
Where: A few blocks away from Thames, in Flyside
When: Newdi evening
Notes: The polyvores never end. (Also, for clarity, this particular attack is not driven by Vicious' influence - he hasn't been in the city long enough - but will provide helpful context for later conflicts.)
Warnings: Blood, violence, temporary death (immortals just walk it off, yo). Self-injury to demonstrate healing properties.
seems I was born for this.
Sep. 1st, 2012 02:06 pmpayglorytoashesWho: OPENCommuting is not an issue for wizards, and Rodolphus is usually so indifferent to his surroundings that he might easily stay at the Valhalla indefinitely. He had in fact told Lucius otherwise, but that was the kind of answer he was expected to give. Still, there is something comforting about Sobek Croix. He is inclined to look for another cottage there. Before that can happen, however, he wishes to have his badge and paperwork in order.
What: Rodolphus goes to Hellsing to get reinstated and lurk around because he has no life. He could be accosted there or on the way.
Where: Sobek Croix
When: the morning after his return
Notes: Though he is obviously not a social butterfly, Rodolphus would probably make a point of seeking out anybody at Hellsing he knew from before and at least nodding at them to indicate he's back (excluded: Integra, who he'd assume was informed by Nuala, and Alucard, because really who the hell seeks out Alucard of their own accord also why would Alucard care). This does not HAVE to happen and can totally be handwaved, but he'd make an effort to do so, jsyk.
Warnings: nothin, he's on his best behavior.
It is early when he comes to the Hellsing guild hall, a book in hand in case he has to wait in the lobby; Nuala may have left notice with the desk sergeant, or not, or his CiD may not be sufficient identification. It's not a big deal to him.
asklepiosWho: Lucius Malfoy & "Vanessza Bernát"( I have known deep, sad eyes that yet concealed no secrets: caskets void of any gem )
What: The chilling moment when the woman you've just slept with comes back with scissors.
Where: Benny's Syriac Well apartment.
When: Coardi evening.
Notes: A polyvore, it's essential.
Warnings: References to sexual activity; anything else and I'll edit it in. LMK if I miss something.
boomvoxWho: Everyone.
What: The Grand Re-Opening of the Gravity Falls Station.
Where: Babylon.
When: Veerdi to Sukkardi.
Notes: Party post!!! Go nuts y'all.
Warnings: Probable alcohol (and drug?) use. Flag stuff in subject titles if it needs a warning and I'll edit it up in here.
It's clear from the first moment anyone even gets on the Skyrail tonight that the Stratosphere Entertainment Group's pricey investment is going to pay off - every rail car is crowded with people decked out and excited for the event. To natives of Baedal, the idea of a holiday is days off work, maybe some camping - escape is alien, a little frightening, and completely thrilling. Even when the Gravity Falls station had hosted other venues, it was nothing so ambitious as to capture the imaginations of the city as a whole. And to immigrants to the city who no longer have the luxury of even simple trips out of town - well, it's priceless. A bittersweet but suddenly vital excursion.
Doors open just as the sun begins to set, the light reflecting off the water of the ocean illuminating the great floating platform as if the entire sky was on fire, before slipping into deep purple then black, the ceiling of their experience dotted with brilliant stars. Staff members wrangling the hazards of the first night are anxious but excited, kind and helpful even if they end up frazzled by the overwhelming turnout. There is security, all sporting neon purple shirts with lion logos, but even by their own admission, they're only there to breakup fights - and even they're smiling all night, too.
Tags:
- @ gravity falls,
- @ ~ skyrail,
- adam monroe,
- ava lockhart,
- benevenuta crispo,
- clarice "blink" ferguson,
- gaius baltar,
- ilde decima,
- irene adler,
- ivan,
- jae-hyun kim,
- james t. kirk,
- megan gwynn,
- penelope lane,
- rachel conway,
- raylan givens,
- sunny,
- thor odinson,
- wolfgang einhorn,
- { bruce wayne,
- } data,
- } poison ivy
Narrative - It's a New Game to Play
Aug. 21st, 2012 09:33 pmbyrightsinhellWho: Lucius Malfoy (Jr.)
What: Fulfilling a request
Where: Sebastian's former flat, Toivo and Shada's temples in Aspic
When: About a week after Sebastian's departure
Notes: Longish?
Warnings: none
( And we find we're alone. )
astronomerWho: Alice Morgan and you.
What: A few days in the life.
Where: Everywhere; given locations are Brock Marsh, Creekside, Gallmarch, but she can be anywhere.
When: This week, essentially.
Notes: The main post is rambling narrative and context, feel free to skip it. Tag in anywhere, or feel free to post your own situation. PM me or get me on plurk if you feel the need. :E
Warnings: ...Alice. Idle fantasies of murder, general hideousness.
( monsters? )
gramaryeWho: Data, Wolfgang
What: Some things can't be explained by science.
Where: Flag Hill cliffsides
When: After this, but a few days before this. Why didn't I post this first if it happened chronologically first? SHHHHhhh. Shhh. shhh.
Notes: A polyvore because I can.
Warnings: Disturbing content, probably! Will edit with more exact warnings as needed.
rhinemaidWho: Ilde Decima & Penelope LaneIt's convenient that Ilde largely works from home, if only because this most recent kidnapping has led to a heightened state of concern for her safety; if she ends up with a tracking spell on her, she will bear it with exceptionally good grace, probably. All things considered, it may not actually be a terrible idea- but she does have some time to herself, and Raven's Gate is easily the part of the city in which she's most comfortable, where she's arguably most powerful. It's the closest thing to somewhere safe, and she's almost not worrying about it when she leaves the house. It's been a while since she's seen Penelope, and she's read about the law suit, and there are other things she'd like to talk to her about, too- interestingly, it doesn't really occur to her to worry about how Penelope is going to react to her pregnancy. She presumes it'll be more or less how she reacts to literally everything else (e.g. to swear at it), and it's hard to take offense to something that's just the way Penelope is about things.
What: Ladies Who Lunch
Where: Umibōzu
When: Veerdi, noonish
Notes: The obligatory polyvore.
Warnings: See 'Who'.
There's a reason that they're friends. It's an alarming reason, but it exists.