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Who: Everyone!
What: Events around the city, any time.
Where: Everywhere in Baedal.
When: Whenever you’d like.
Notes:
Behold, your all-purpose open game log. There are a couple pre-written starters to help you generate new and open CR, and you may also use this post to start your own group activities or planned threads. GO WILD!
No one is late to this post. You may use it forever.
The companion thread for this post is right here!
DON'T THINK TOO HARD ABOUT IT JUST RP.
Helpful links: Neighbourhoods, City Map.
Lucky Pastry Advice for the Month of Velldaren: A truly rich life contains love and art in abundance.

Warnings: Zombie horrors in the appropriately titled ZOMBIES! thread, otherwise TBA. Please put warnings in subject lines of your comments if content warrants one.

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.

fuckin_thirsty

Who: Deacon Frost and others! Open log.
What: The aftermath of Mafaton's siege, and ensuing broke-dimension chaos.
Where: Mafaton.
When: Throughout the first week, necessarily at night unless you're tagging in in the undercity.
Notes: Various places to tag in! Either clearing out remaining Candlelighters, or helping defend or simply socialising in Gutters, hunting during the night time for both food and big-uglies to kill. Feel free to PM/plurk me if you have any questions or need some ideas, I'm good for thread-starting!
Warnings: Violence, NPC death, monster horrors.

It's a cliche, about vampires being territorial. This thought strikes Deacon as funny, because sometimes he fancies himself a little more sophisticated than the average vampire. Enlightened, if you will. But it's Baedal's fault for marking the neighbourhood of Mafaton so clearly on the map, for giving them something to possess in the first place.

Whatever. It's his town, now.

( but you can get by )

martyrdomoption

Who: John Mitchell & Hasibe Ozcelik.
What: The aftermath of murderpiring.
Where: Mitchell's apartment in Mafaton.
When: Sukkardi morning.
Notes: /face in hands.
Warnings: Mentions of horrors.

( will you take the pain i will give to you again and again and will you return it )

baedalites

Who: Everyone!
What: St Kelley's evening
Where: The Apache and surrounding environs.
When: Veerdi evening.
Notes:
(1) The topic threads are just suggestions; if you've got somewhere else that your characters simply must be, make your own thread.
(2) All mementos will appear overnight in some part of your character's apartment.
(3) Dance!

( St Kelley's is one of the more sedate occasions in Baedal. )

norea

Who: Hasibe Ozcelik and John Mitchell.
What: Hasi's undercover work comes to a near-fatal end.
Where: Mafaton.
When: Veerdi.
Notes:
Warnings: References to sexual activity, uh, drowning, some violence.

( we stand on different sides of the sea. )

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.

baedalites.livejournal.com

Who: Pascal Roland, Deacon Frost, John Mitchell.
What: Pascal and five or six of his employees get paid a visit.
Where: The docklands.
When: Late at night, Newdi.
Notes: :D
Warnings: Death, violence, vampires.

Since taking over for his recently deceased father, young Pascal (freshly twenty-eight, and baby-faced to boot) has started dressing more sharply, taking his responsibilities in the organization more seriously. He's played around a lot, but recent events have shown him that he needs to prioritize, and thus, along with five of his recent book-keeping hires, is sorting out the next collective attempt at stelanmancy. They have some interesting things they'd like to bring through the fog. Big things. He's an ambitious guy, though not as high-ranking as he'd like to be. Not yet.

The warehouse in which he presently resides is quiet, and out one plexiglass window toward the left of his corner office, he watches his employees mill around in the halls. It's not glamorous, but prestige only attracts attention. This doesn't stop Pascal from wearing a suit, mind you. He likes a good suit, he's found, and Dad would approve.

Above his head, the lights flicker all down the length of the warehouse, and he thinks they've really got to do something about that wiring.

norea

Who: Hasibe Ozcelik & John Mitchell. Ivan, later on.
What: Hasi requests Mitchell's presence, and exploring Gallmarch.
Where: Gallmarch, possibly near Chimer.
When: Sukkardi, around three, probably.
Notes: N/A
Warnings: Sexuality with a D/s bent, discussion of Mitchell's vampirism, a little blood, violence.

( break the rules i've made )

norea

Who: Hasibe Ozcelik, and OPEN.
What: A show premieres at The Vault.
Where: The Vault.
When: Evening til the wee hours of the morning.
Notes: I will set up sections in the comments for people to hang out.
Warnings: WELL IT'S AN ADULT CLUB, SO.

( The show starts at nine o'clock. )

neverbreaks.livejournal.com

Who: Jules and you
What: Booze! Feelings! Drowning sorrows is classy.
Where: A bar! You can pick what kind of bar if there's something in particular that'd be more ic for your dudes and ladies; Jules is familiarising herself with the city via the wonders of alcohol.
When: Givdi, Veerdi and Sukkadi (Thursday-Saturday) afternoons right through to the little hours. Just let me know~*~*~
Notes: :9 let us make cr and deliciousness! We can just go from any point of their drinking together, too - just do whatever tickles your fancy, really.
Warnings: Feelings, dark thoughts, etc. Possibly language. Possibly some violence, if a bar fight were to break out? Anything crops up, I'll edit it in.

It's been a long week. A long month, two months, however many hours and days and other little bunches of times have all clocked up to however long things have been utterly miserable for. And ever since she got here, Jules has been going on with her masks and her smiles, until this week things started to teeter and fall apart like a rusted-out engine.

She could work with car problems, though. This she didn't know how to work with, and she stares at the bottom of her glass as she swirls the deep red wine around it, accusing, as if it's meant to be telling her something and very thoroughly letting her down.

"I need another drink."

molotovmartinis.livejournal.com

Who: Balthazar and anybody
What: creeping, most likely
Where: here and there, hither and thither
When: whenever is convenient
Notes: Balthazar's permissions! If you don't have yours done, please do them before tagging me, so that I don't godmode anyone.
Warnings: Senator Ickyface is Chairman of Creepery, and generally unpleasant. Grossness could happen! ... it's kind of always a possibility with him.

His room at the Valhalla Inn stays, for the most part, empty and unused. Sometimes he puts things there just in case anyone is checking, and he drops by every few days to pester Fish at night. He's come no closer to figuring out what exactly Fish is, but he's wary of using magic in Baedal; nothing feels right, or rather, the way he's used to, and besides, it's more fun this way.

Day and night he wanders Baedal. He's been in most of the city by now, sometimes shielded from the general view by his illusory powers, sometimes layered in illusion, and sometimes, as he is now, out in the open. Adaptation of his image is absolutely necessary, which he is accustomed to due to his many years on earth; Baedal lacks the sheer volume of material greed that an industrialized society supports and maintains, but gold is still a motivator. He has not entirely abandoned the suit, but today it is less obnoxious. The tie, however, is still horrendous.

Today he moves among people, gently sowing casual chaos. Occasionally he utilizes his powers to pick a pocket, but only to transfer the money to someone else's. He looks at people hard, trying to learn the subtleties and nuances of their nature to determine what exactly they are. At home, he used four basic categories: celestial, infernal, human, and non-human. These are entirely inadequate even just out on the street. And, too, he knows that probably some of them can see him the same way he's seeing them — but he's hardly that weird in comparison to many xenians, so the reaction is muted. It's interesting and novel to him, and he's looking out for those slight and small tells.

norea

Who: Hasibe Ozcelik, John Mitchell, possibly certain others
What: Hasi drags Mitchell to Gutters, pretending it is "for her protection".
Where: Gutters!
When: Evening, lateish.
Notes: Your log page is belong to Kays.
Warnings: Hahaha uhh. It's a vampire bar and Hasibe exists. Stay tuned.

Ending up at Gutters was always in the plan, for Hasibe. She had made a list of all the bars and clubs she absolutely needed to hit up ("needed" at least in the context of her own mind), and since this place came recommended, it was bumped up a few notches on the list. Cognizant of the danger inherent to the place, she'd even managed to wrangle a companion, though her motivations for persuading him to come along had less to do with her own need for protection--at least, that was how she saw it--and more to do with her desire to push him into interacting with his own kind. It was convenient for both of them...and, for the purposes of particular other activities of hers, gave her ample opportunity to observe the effect recent events had on the population.

There's always an ulterior motive with this one. She sees it as benevolent.

Mitchell probably didn't need the help, though. She'd even admit that, freely. But she has her ways of showing her interest in people, and arranging social situations for them with varying degrees of subtlety happens to be one of them. Once they make their way into the bar, buried as it is in the undercity of Mafaton, she abandons her coat, which means she is fully unveiled in her patently ridiculous white dress with its cut-out spaces, and accompanying towering black leather ankle boots. It's not exactly dressing to blend in down here.

(She gets a little bit of silly entertainment out of wearing pristine white to places where everyone is almost certainly dressed dark. It's a thing.)

"What do you think?" Hasi inquires, smiling at Mitchell. She loves the undercity, of course.

deservesadaisy

Who: Ivan and Mitchell

What: Getting up to speed

Where: A cafe, probably in Mafaton

When: Backdated to a few hours after Mitchell's arrival

Notes: This may or may not go well.

Warnings: None so far, except for neither of them being at all a good person.

Ivan spent the hours that Mitchell was using to settle himself mainly in continuing his ongoing search for a new apartment. He'd set himself up in a temporary space, but since travel wasn't an option, he wanted some place comfortable to settle. (And some place that he could pay Njoki to ward properly.)

He wasn't precisely displeased to see Mitchell in Baedal, though it was strange, having someone from home arrive. In fact, however, Ivan was more disappointed than anything. Saving Mitchell had been impulsive, and he'd no guarantee he could have survived if he hadn't, but he'd still hoped Mitchell would have carried on with his second chance a bit longer than he had.

Perhaps the story would at least be entertaining. One could always hope.

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( open ) liberate your sons and daughters the bush is high but in the hole there's water

Noli equi dentes inspicere donati.

you might take one more night

and i'll make it all worthwhile

OPEN :: A golden bird was singing

006; CLOSED. i'm not losing this time.

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

there's a bad moon on the rise.

004 | CLOSED. i made it to the other side.

003 | OPEN. red lipstick on the end of a cigarette.

I made wine from the lilac tree, put my heart in its recipe

open log: mOuOm

002 | CLOSED. join the children of hell.

Can You Imagine Us, Years From Today

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