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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.

controlledvariable

Who: Steph and friends!
What: A birthday party
Where: A restaurant in... let's go with Howl Barrow? It's not really important.
When: Sukkadi night
Notes: HI. If we haven't pre-discussed this and you're unsure whether your character would be invited, hit me up and I will tell you. On the off-chance your character would like to bring a friend/SO, we can work something out. But yes, come here, tag around and feel free to talk to everyone. Have fun or Steph will make sad faces. P.S. She's wearing this because I wanted an excuse to use it.
Warnings: None for now

( and my party was cancelled )

23rd

Who: Laura Kinney
What: Feelings.
Where: Sobek Croix, the El, the northern woods
When: Sometime post-siege
Notes: Closed narrative
Warnings: Graphic self-injury

( shimmering under a moon made in anger and angst, shimmering like a penny out of reach in the subway grate )

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.

asklepios

Who: Laura Kinney and Benevenuta Crispo [CLOSED]
What: Ride of the Goth Valkyries.
Where: The bridge alongside Echomire leading into Dog Fenn and Stoneshell.
When: Shundi.
Notes: Laura and Benny will be fighting a group of these because they’re irritatingly hard to kill and thus we had to make it interesting.
Warnings: Combat, death, eye horror, mutilation and consumption of corpses.

Stoneshell had originally been her plan, if only for curiosity’s sake; that plan (‘sneak through the Stoneshell quarantine, twice’) hadn’t originally accounted for the presence of a pack of seven foot monstrosities on the bridge at the edge of Echomire. There aren’t so many of them, admittedly, but at that size and ferocity even one would be a problem - although not quite as much of a problem as what looks like four, maybe five. She’s aware even before she sights down her scope that there’s going to be little she can do for anyone still alive down there - the best she might offer them is a quick death if they’re lingering - but doing something about the beasts themselves could arguably be considered a preemptive measure for anyone else. Especially if they’re of a mind to move south ahead of her.

Above her, thestrals circle, approach and retreat like great vultures that drift in and out of human awareness; higher, she can see another woman, younger, presently engaged in what looks like much the same tactical assessment. She doesn’t look familiar, but she does look competent; the four of them down there are enough to make even Benevenuta pause about going in alone. Combat of the sort that she’s engaged in over the course of the past few days is not what she’s accustomed to - she’s an assassin, not a soldier, and the fact that she’ll keep getting up doesn’t stop her from getting periodically knocked down. It’s irritating to be reminded of her own limitations in such an indifferently abrupt way - this world doesn’t give a damn what birthright she carries - but she gets back up, rolls her head from side to side, doesn’t make the same mistake twice. And she’s been thinking.

When she moves, she’s not headed down; she shoulders the crossbow and starts moving up, toward Laura, and though quick, quiet and discreet she’s not hiding her approach (or trying to).

controlledvariable

Who: Steph Brown, others [closed]
What: Monster fighting, rescues, healing
Where: All around Baedal
When: Over a two week period since Hasi broke reality
Notes: Everyone has their own thread starter, which are in no particular order, if there are any problems/questions please let me know!
Warnings: NPC death, gore, violence, monsters, PTSD, my inability to be succint, if I've missed any feel free to tell me

( you've gotta deal with it )

baedalites

Who: Everyone.
What: Part two begins.
When: Evening, a few hours before the end of the 24-hour siege period.
Notes: Feel free to thread in comments here or make your own posts! NPC your own monsters, team up in locations anywhere you like, and feel free to plot things at the plotting post, which has the relevant details. Remember that this is city-wide, so you are free to do what you like with locations.

Just after dark, the air of Baedal seems to change. While it was tense before, with the stand-off in Mafaton, a new kind of electrical energy begins to spread through the city, leaking from the sky itself. The horizon is clear tonight, even starry where the city lights don't obscure the view, but soon enough it begins to blur with color, and at an alarmingly rapid pace. Bright streaks of pink and green begin to spiral across the sky, in an approximation of the auroras, though it is much nearer and brighter than any common demonstration of an aurora should be. The geomagnetic storm swirls and dances, initially beautiful, but its intensity is ominous.

It's also growing. Most geomagnetic storms stay to one corner, but this spreads across the entire sky, green-purple-pink-red illuminated and inching further into the dark, leaving the city of Baedal tinted with a dim, eerie glow. This continues for about a half an hour, until that tension reaches its breaking point.

The magical boundaries holding Mafaton crack and then completely shatter. It is audible, and the backlash sends flying many of the Candlelighters trying frantically to preserve the borders of their siege. A few of them are killed by the backlash of their spell's combustion, but more are simply shaken; having one's magic work so thoroughly broken is not a pleasant experience. The sound covers another tearing, this time a metaphysical one that rips the heavens open in places the common eye can't see. Those whose vision allows them to observe different layers of reality will notice, but others will only see the incoming flood of creatures from other universes.

One siege has ended, but another has just begun, and this time, it's not just Mafaton at risk.

23rd

Who: Laura Kinney & OPEN
What: Laura leads a busy life. Also, fuck the police.
Where: Specifically mentioned are Aspic, the Arena in Griss Twist, and the Spatters, but she can be anywhere.
When: Ruudary 19th-22nd
Notes: Laura is a highly unsocial character -- I WANT YOUR CR /GRABS HEADS but like, she won't strike up conversations with strangers and she won't say very much at a time if she does speak, so uh. There's that. Doing Stuff she can respond to is probs better.
Warnings: Violence is very possible! Otherwise, to be added as needed.

( so destined I am to walk among the dark, a child in keeping secrets from. )

controlledvariable

Who: Stephanie Brown. Anyone who wants to meet Batgirl (Open).
What: Patrol.
Where: Starting in Mog Hill and heading towards the Spatters, passing through Bonetown and other neighborhoods.
When: Misdi/Coardi. Any time between sunset and sunrise.
Notes: Characters can run into her if they're on the rooftops as well, or if they're down on street level getting into, or up to, trouble. Rather than setting up a thread for each neighborhood, just LMK which area you're in.
Warnings: Violence/death/gore in the thread with Snape.

( I went out to pick a fight with anyone )

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!]

perfectcameo

Who: Logan, Laura Kinney, Njoki Rainmaker, and some other people probably. Not all at the same time.
What: Existing in Baedal once an obvious exit sign has since not been found.
Where: Various!
Warnings: Swearing, so we can get an Oscar.

Shaking the cage of people in his same predicament, turns out, isn't as engaging as he had hoped. He doesn't like the CiD, it fits wrong in his hand, he feels like he could shatter it if he draws tendon and bone tight in a fist, and its mechanisms feel too small for his fingers. But eventually, he sends off a text message, some delayed and somewhat grudging.

could use that beer

He misses traffic, too. Cars don't spook so easily and he can live out of a truck.

There is a time after dusk that he picks up a scent, and follows it all the way into the Spatters. He'd been looking for it before and despite the waning hour, because a little darkness never killed nobody, and he had to know.

The evenings he isn't working in the gambling dens, with cards and fists both, to make his way are spent in hibernation on uncomfortable mattresses with a roof over his head. Daylight holds as many bar interiors as the evening. It isn't like useless, purposeless roaming never suited him before.

It just chafes, this time around.

[ OOC: See comments for some thread starters, both open and closed, otherwise make your own! ]

norea

Who: The present anti-CL team.
What: Meeting to discuss.
Where: Lost Society, in the library.
When: Misdi, around midnight.
Notes: plotsss. I'll have three comment sections: one for Rhade showing up early, one for the collective group (we'll have to sort out orders since there are quite a few characters), and one for separate character interactions (one on one or whatever y'all prefer). AND... we will have to copypaste in our tags from LJ, soooo.
Warnings: idk yet.

The spell that Hasibe has worked over Lost Society means that no one is going to remember they were there; service will be a bit spotty, as a result, and the waiters on hand will seem peculiarly disinterested in whomever shows up, only providing them with drinks and necessities when deliberately prodded, but that's an aspect of the magic. She partially chose this location because it's easy to find a secluded area there, and in this case, she finds a table in the library, shrugging off her white coat to rest it on the back of her chair. She is dressed in a sleek, high-collared dark-green dress that is not too flashy, in order to keep with the discretion of the venue.

The other reason she chose this place is that they don't care if you smoke indoors. So that's what she's doing, rose-flavored Black Devil cigarette in hand, sitting back in her chair as she exhales smoke toward the ceiling. She has a couple books open on the table in front of her, and nothing in the way of food, but she does have a drink. Priorities.

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 )

bangyoudead.livejournal.com

Who: Gambit, X-23, and six dead Candlelighters.
What: After several weeks of lead-chasing in the underground, Remy pins down a black market transaction being shipped by the Candlelighters. He and Laura go to investigate. Results are varied.
Where: The western outskirts of Howl Barrow.
When: 3am, Coardi.
Notes: Co-written.
Warnings: Violence.

Gambit leaves when it's been dark for hours; not so late to be truly suspicious, not early enough to be out doing anything wholly innocent. He's not surprised when a slim figure falls in step behind him halfway down the walk – he hadn't heard Laura leave the house, nor had he specifically invited her along, but that she knows (or knows enough to decide he needs minding -- she hasn’t forgotten the incident with Lady Sinister) isn't something he questions.

Their mark is across the city on the edges of Howl Barrow, near where it begins to thin out into the Spatters. It's not a bad area, exactly, but it's one that slips by under the radar of the Militia – not enough upstanding citizens here for them to care about, and too near Hellsing for any real supernatural threats to get going in earnest – which makes it one of the varied, perfect pockets for underground shipment paths of the black market. It was a long shot, weaving these leads together, but nobody reads between the lines of cooked books and bookie ledgers like Remy LeBeau does, and that's how all rackets get busted eventually: fucking up the numbers. Using the documents saved from the ant-infested houses as a guide for his systematic tracking, something eventually pinged on the radar: ( Candlelighters. )

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.

bangyoudead.livejournal.com

Who: Remy LeBeau and Laura Kinney.
What: ~reunion.
Where: Around town, ending on the east side.
When: Over the course of the last few days; presently.
Notes: all the feels
Warnings: TBA.

( we believe it and i believe tonight )

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Noli equi dentes inspicere donati.

Two years in a row now, someone I loved died on my birthday

just let me know where you've been

you'll meet an army of me

wagner would approve.

I know it's hard but...

the sky is falling.

does it cause me scarring if the words stay true

I went out into the night

» what do you do with the left over you?

where fast the Arctic nights set in

005; CLOSED. and darling, i saw it all.

'cause clever got me this far

cause there ain't no way i'm gonna let you stop me from causing mayhem

» hide with all the ghosts in your bedroom, they will keep you awake.

not a victim of a victim's life

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