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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.

23rd

Who: Laura Kinney, Stephanie Brown, Kiden Nixon, Tatiana Cabian(?); later, Logan and Remy LeBeau
What: The trigger scent is a chemical to which Laura has been conditioned to respond with berserker rage; smelling it causes her to black out and kill everything in sight.
Where: Brock Marsh
When: Givdi, Ged 15th
Notes: YELL AT ME if any of this doesn't work for you btw
Warnings: Violence, probably references to torture/child abuse

It starts out fine.

Laura's been on edge throughout the entire siege, but she always is -- she's got six edges in particular that are more dangerous than others -- and so is everyone else, anyway. She doesn't eat or sleep much, it's just been a constant cycle of fight, kill, run, fight, kill. It gets to her, eventually, strips away a layer of the humanity she's managed to acquire over the past three or four years. She dispatches most of the creatures she fights with a savagery like she's unraveling a little. But she's fine.

She's distracted in the middle of a fight with a pack of some kind of wolf-things; they've almost cleared them out but there's three of them on her at once and they're taking up all her attention. They're quick, quicker than she had counted on, or else she'd be done with them by now. Their teeth are razor-sharp and secrete a poison that will slow her down if they bite her, so she's trying not to let them bite her. She doesn't have time to pay attention to the small robot hovering over their location; Steph has ranged weapons, she'll take care of it.

Except it doesn't attack. It drops something, a small vial that smashes on the sidewalk. Laura ignores it; it's probably a biological weapon of some kind, but it shouldn't be able to affect her with her healing factor. Her priority is killing these things so they can evacuate the area --

Laura stops in her tracks. Her head tips up. She inhales.

gwynn

Who: Megan and yooouuuuu
What: Still spiraling into a pit of self-destructiveness, but with less horrible traumatized feels, Megan could use some distractions.
Where: Specifically mentioned are Griss Twist and Howl Barrow, but anywhere is fine.
When: Ruudary 27-29th
Notes: If you need a specific prompt and don't have ideas PUNCH ME OVER PM we can plot things...
Warnings: Drinking, drug use, will add as needed.

( once the world stops spinning read that writing on the wall. you never knew. is the cushion just enough to break the fall? won't you cry? )

gwynn

Who: EVERYONE IN THE WORLD
What: When it's time to party we will always party hard.
Where: Megan's apartment, Howl Barrow
When: Sukkardi/Saturday night
Notes: Threadjacking is encouraged. Also, again, if you want to tag in but your character wouldn't just show up, feel free to assume Megan befriended them somewhere and dragged them over/invited them personally.
Warnings: Preemptive warnings for drug use, naughty language and sexual situations.

Megan's housepartment (it looks like a house to her, but the realtor assured her it is an apartment, okay, whatever) is a quaint little thing in the middle of a friendly, middle class Howl Barrow street that is deceptively tame by day and comes alive by night. Her neighbours are super chill, which is her favourite part of living here -- she asked around about a party, if the noise would be a problem, and nobody had any problem with it. Howl Barrow rules.

The inside's a bit furnitureless right now -- she's got a few mismatched chairs and a pull-out sofa, that's about it -- but she's already started decorating a little, hanging art on the walls and putting up nice curtains. (Nobody is allowed to puke on her new curtains.) She's well-stocked with a wide selection of alcohol, ranging from mid-price beer to hard liquor, and snacks, nothing fancy.

She's got her bong out too, yeah.

By 7, there's already a couple people milling about and drinking -- coworkers from the Vault, mostly. Music's playing from an old suitcase turntable set up on the kitchen counter, it's something Baedal-native, hard rock, and in an alien language.

For the shy and/or drunken Snow Whites, there's a friendly, fluffy ragdoll cat lounging around, casually draping herself wherever is most convenient for attention and adulation. Caution: do not give cat beer.

timewreck

Who: Kiden and YOU. This is an open log for any and everybody.
What: Teens with idle hands are the devil's playthings.
Where: All around Baedal
Warnings:Kiden's mouth.

For someone who is young both in body and mind, it shouldn't be this hard for Kiden to find something to do with herself these days. But with a lack of Laura by her side and her new found partner-in-crime Tommy probably causing mayhem without her, Kiden's left to stroll up and down the city blocks looking for trouble to get into. Let her tell it, trouble just follows her, but it doesn't help that she invites it closer to her with open arms.

She could get a job. Granted, she could use the pocket change, but really... last time she had a job she did it because she had rent to chip in for. Here in Baedal, she just freeloads off Remy and Wanda for the moment. They keep offering her food and a place to stay; she isn't ready to tell them no.

[ooc: Feel free to jump in on any of the two already posted threads or make up your own!]

timewreck

Who: Kiden and Wanda
What: Morning's always awkward, this time for different reasons.
Where: Meson de Rouj
When: Morning after this
Warnings: EXTREME MOTHERING? /guitar solo

Waking up to an empty room the next day isn't something strange to Kiden who comes from a world that runs past the descriptor and smack dab into the area of no return. She assumes Laura has gone to stroll the city as she is wont to do and just shrugs off the weird feeling of being alone for the one that comes with waking up in a house full of people she doesn't know.

Padding downstairs barefoot and still in the too-big borrowed pajamas, she has all the intention of heading to the kitchen to figure out where the washer and dryer are and find her clothes. Her attention, however, is caught by the living room she didn't get much of a chance to explore last night. Kiden makes a quick turn and pokes around at the bookshelf, full of things she's never read before (not that she was much of a reader to begin with), then going for the pictures of people she's never seen before, and finally makes a stop at the fireplace where she bends down and sticks her head in, not because she suddenly has a death wish, but she always wondered what one looked like on the inside.

Hopefully, there is no Santa in Baedal who decides to come a month early.

timewreck

Who: Kiden and Remy
What: Doing what people do after grocery shopping?
Where: THE HOUSE OF LOL
When: Day after this thread.
Warnings: Kiden's mouth.

Even though she's been homeless again for only over a year, getting back into the routine of living in a house with other people is still weird to Kiden. Last time, she knew her roommates back to front. Here she only really knows--and trusts--Laura, but as the days pass, comfort sets in and Kiden will actually speak when she sees Wanda or Remy or even one of Wanda's around the place. A less sullen Kiden is always a good thing.

She doesn't really know if Remy invited her along to the store to keep her busy, out of trouble, or because he wanted her company. Whichever one it is, Kiden did manage to slip a pack of chocolate sandwich cookies into the cart that she heads for first as soon as they bring in the bags of groceries, so she doesn't care in the end. Stuffing a cookie into her mouth whole before actually settling down to work, she makes an attempt to toss a box of pasta onto a high cabinet shelf. Doing things the right way is for losers.

timewreck.livejournal.com

23rd

Who: Laura, Kiden & Remy
What: Laura drags home ~~a stray~~ her friend because it is unacceptable to eat garbage when there are people to help you, Kiden.
Where: Wanda and Remy's house, Abrogate Green
When: Shortly after this.
Notes: None.
Warnings: Probably some foul language.

( then tricky got me in )

timewreck.livejournal.com

Who: Kiden and Laura
What: Dumpster diving is a full time job. Get a friend to help you.
Where: Behind Chimer Market
When: Givdi night
Notes: Teen AAAAANGST /fistclutch
Warnings: It's Laura and Kiden. What could possibly go wrong?

She's been here a little less than a handful of days and Kiden's fighting the urge to slip into No-Time and just camp out there permanently. The only reason why she hasn't done it already is she's worried that the rest of the little group she has as a makeshift family might be here and they're just separated. Again. Wouldn't be the first time, but at long as she stays in regular time, they'll find each other. They always do. She can only hope.

Right now, living with the normal people means she has to eat and eat now. She didn't stick around at the inn long enough to get the free room and board talk from the grandmotherly looking lady who opened the door for her. Being locked in a bedless room didn't endear her to staying anyway. Besides, with her head down in a garbage can at the back of the now closed market, Kiden's in her environment. There isn't much to this environment, though. Nothing but fruits and vegetables in various stages of rotting and bruising. But some still look edible enough if Kiden spends the next half hour picking at those weird looking spots. She has time. It's something she has more than enough of.

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