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 Hot -1, Cold 2, Volatile 1, Dark -1 Harm 0/4 | Experience 3/5 | Conditions: Violent Location: Class "Okay, fine. I get it." I'm more concerned with Cassy running out of the room after getting bitten hard enough to bleed. Secret Strength: Adam gets power/strength from feeding off people's fear "Hold on for a second." I'm going to go make sure Cassy is fine. I get up and quickly walk out after them, keeping my distance. I don't think Alex would be much of a threat now that Cassy is on her guard, but it can't hurt to have her back. Just in case. Hold Steady: 2d6+2 9
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 Hot -1, Cold 1, Volatile -1, Dark +2 Harm:2/4, XP:2/5, Conditions: Delusional I let Janey lead me up to the roof. This was always one of her favorite spots. Late at night, sometimes, we'd sneak up here with a case of Mickey's and a couple of sleeping bags and sit and drink and talk and fool around and toss the empty grenades off the roof to shatter in the parking lot. Looking back, I guess it was kind of crap, but at the time it was white trash heaven. As soon as we get through the door, I grab her and hold her tight. I think I got hit in the head, back there, and everything is dizzy, but i don't care. Janey's here! That means... that means it didn't happen! She didn't kill me. I didn't miss twenty years. I'm not dead. This whole hosed up thing was all a bad dream. Worst trip ever. "Oh Janey," I whisper. The tears make everything blurry. All I can see is shapes, but I'd know her face anywhere. "I thought you were gone." My arm curves around her waist, finding the old familiar shape of her body. I draw her close. I kiss her, and the taste of blood and honey mingles in our mouths. All sins are forgiven. Turn Cassy On: 2d6-1 9
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Hot -1, Cold 1, Volatile -1, Dark +2 Harm:2/4, XP:2/5, Conditions: Delusional I'm confused when Janey pushes me away, but I give her space. I guess it's the least you can do when you've been dead. Plus, I just remembered how she must have seen me last. gently caress. "I've been here," I say. "Well, I can't leave. Um. It's like a prison, isn't it?" I look around the roof. "Anyway, this place hasn't really changed since the old days. Just the kids changed. You'd like some of the new ones," I promise her, warming up the subject. "In a lot of ways, stuff got a lot better. The mean ones are still mean, but there's more good ones around. There's this girl named Cassy, she's badass; reminds me of you. And there's Max, she's cool. Not sure if you should call her a she, though; I'm not real up to date on that whole scene. And there's Galatea, she's quiet but cool, and Gilda, she seems to like me, and Erica -- everyone's scared of her, but she's not that bad...." There's this niggling little voice in the back of my head that tells me that something's wrong. Something doesn't add up. "I don't blame you," I blurt. "I... I wanted you to know that I'm not angry about... how things fell out. With the guns." I look down at my feet. "I wish things had ended differently, but they didn't. I wish I'd known then what i know now. I wish... well. But it wasn't your fault. We agreed. Anyway, if it had to be someone, I'm glad it was me, and not you." Something's still wrong. I can't work out what it is. "Why'd you come back?" Pause. "And why haven't you aged?
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Harm 0/4 | XP 2/5 | Conditions: Location: Class Ohhhhh! That's ~awesome~! He feeds on fear and suffering, just like the Great Old Ones! They'll consumes the stars and heavens and souls of all that's ever lived, of course, but suffering's one of their favorite aspects of this doomed world. Grinning at the sudden revelation, I offer a silent prayer up to Gogol'Moroth, in thanks for his blessing. I stand perfectly still for about fifteen seconds to finish it, then retake my seat like nothing happened. Since Adam's run out, the fight's petered out, and Jake's out and about, there's no one fun to talk or watch here right now. Slipping my phone out of my pocket, looks like it's time for me to send a few messages. txt to Jake posted:Where you at? txt to Adam posted:I know you're undead somehow, and I know you feed on suffering and fear. We should meet, privately. And don't plan on trying to threaten or scare me, it won't work. Rauri fucked around with this message at 04:30 on Oct 7, 2015 |
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Hot -1, Cold 2, Volatile 1, Dark -1 Harm 0/4 | Experience 3/5 | Conditions: Violent Location: Roof Okay, I guess Cassy isn't actually in danger. I'm getting ready to head back, when Alex starts talking about how she can't leave and calling Cassy Janey. Maybe I shouldn't still be here, but...I want to know more about this. I'm still listening when I see I got a new message from Erica. As I read it, I feel a small bit of panic set in. How did she find out? My first instinct is to just text 'No'. I mean, it's not like she can actually tell anyone, right? Yet I can't help but feel like she's going to do something drastic, and at least this way I'll know about it. I send a brief text back. Text to Erica posted:Okay Nothing more then that for now. I can find out how she knows and what she wants from me later. I direct my attention back to the conversation between Alex and Cassy.
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KittyEmpress isn't going to be around for a while, and might even be dropping out due to some pretty awful workstuff, so for the time being I'm going to NPC Gilda. Max: "Gone too far? You started this poo poo!" Robert spits back. "Over some stupid loving seats? Really?" He gives you the Condition 'Petty'. "Now you want to end it? Not until you and your little bitch squad apologize for getting the two of us even more poo poo from these assholes, got it?" He wants an apology, specifically for setting up him and Nelson as targets for the people who called them faggots Colleen: The book sails past Robert's head, and just as Cassy, Alex and Adam are leaving the classroom, the textbook hits the person coming through the door right in the face. Uh... that's the homeroom teacher, who lets out a gasp of pain and surprise, and glares right at you. (Conveniently ignoring/forgetting the three absentees) What do you do? Cassy: Doesn't she... remind you of you, just a bit? Alex Phane viewed through the filter of Cassy Robinson; intense, passionate, dangerous. It doesn't explain the 'Janey' thing, but... that person is clearly important to her. What do you do? Do you press further for details, or play along with Alex, or just fess up and tell her the truth? Alex: Is it really wrong if it's so good? What have you missed the most about Janey? You notice she's bleeding... you bit her! But she doesn't seem to mind. What do you think about that? Anna: As quickly as Hugo pointed out Gilda, he changes focus. - You spend too much time in passivity. Your destiny is greater than that. You should seize the day by the throat! - How do you interpret that? Erica: quote:just meditating in newsroom. had a run in w/ Adam, rear end in a top hat. need 2 calm down 4 day. wassup? Adam: So, what do you make of this, exactly? Does it bother or intrigue you? Do you stay hidden or get involved? Galatea: She's... not there right now. The door's unlocked and open, the lights are on, which all says she's been here recently, and will probably be back soon, but for now you're alone in the office! What do you see on the desk that surprises you? Is it is a good or a bad surprise? What do you do while you wait? Everyone: New Scene, Singletons Refreshed.
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Hot +2 | Cold -1 | Volatile +1 | Dark -1 Harm 2/4 | Experience 3/5 | Conditions: None "I..." I don't understand whats going on at all. She's acting like me? Sort of... but why? And Janey... I don't understand this at all! What is she saying, she's trapped here... in the school? We all are, more or less... but the kids are changing- that... she isn't any older than I am so its not like she could be repeating grades. Now I understand even less, wait- GUNS? My head really hurts. What I wouldn't give to just.... sink my teeth in and drink my problems away. I'd even understand what was going on with her if I did that. But no- I can be strong. Just fake it until you make it Cassy. "I..." I'm about to keep pretending to be Janey, but that feels even crueler than just telling her at this point. "Oh Alex, I'm not Janey- I'm Cassy." I wrap her in a tight hug before she has a chance to respond more than that. I don't want her freaking out or anything if I can help it. "I don't understand whats going on Alex. Can you explain?" 6:16:19 PM godfish turn on Alex 6:16:21 PM godfish !r 2d6+2 6:16:21 PM Krysmbot godfish, 7+2 = 9 Self/Promise/String Marking exp for hot
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Harm 0/4 | XP 3/5 | Conditions: Shadowed Location: Class Oh. So by meditating, he means smoking our weed. Even if he does usually pay for it, that's what happens to the Newspaper staff newbie. Can't help it if no one else has joined, now can I? Since it looks like class is going to take a minute, I keep texting away, giggling as I do at how angry the teacher looks and how violent this morning has been. txt to Jake posted:Aww, sucks for you. Will join you in a bit Grabbing the strap on my backpack, I drag it up a few rows, to grab a seat one of them melee combatants vacated. Conveniently next to Anna, how lucky! And also, totally why I picked that seat! Love her goth thing. Cassy and Adam are both gone, no Doug or Rosie, so I might as well enjoy some downtime. After all, even prophets need to play. Plopping down in my seat, I whip my phone out of my pocket to check for messages even though I'd checked not ten seconds before, I haven't gotten any new ones. That done, I look up at Ana, trying to share my good cheer with her. Specifically, a gigantic grin and me leaning forward, letting her glance down my top. "Morning Anna! Interesting day so far, your thoughts?" <Rauri> Turn on Anna <Rauri> !r 2d6-1 <Krysmbot> Rauri, 5-1 = 4 +3 = 7 <Rauri> Hmm <Rauri> Dark Power time Using Elsewhile Power to use the Fae's Unashamed, boosting the roll to 7. Both Gogol'Moroth and Anna take strings on Erica, and she gains Shadowed. For a second it looks like she's not all that excited to see me, and in that second I seethe. That's it - so much for resting. Calling upon Gogol'Moroth's power, I grant him more of my soul, delighting in the loss I feel and caused, and it's as if something washes over me. It's not so much that I'm hotter, per say, so much as I'm hiding my flaws from being thought about. Sort of a necessity for many cultists to pass in society, but for me, it's just a way to make sure I make a lasting impression. Anna will pay attention to me - I'm still leaned forward and this dress has a few more buttons undone than would pass at most schools, after all. Rauri fucked around with this message at 11:18 on Oct 10, 2015 |
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 Hot -1 Harm 1/4 Experience 2/5 Conditions: Presumptuous, Exposed Spooky stuff. Seriously, though... Cassy, Alex and Gilda... that's troubling. I mean, I know what Alex's deal is, I think I do at least, but Cassy's a bit more of a mystery. Like I said, I always took her for one of those insecure types trying way too hard to be tough... but dangerous? I guess I'll have to keep an eye out, but I don't think we've ever really interacted, and I already said, I'm happy to leave Alex to her. Well, not happy, but... --- you spend too much time in passivity. your destiny is greater than that. you should seize the day by the throat! --- Yeah, thanks Hugo. Can't a girl angst in peace? It might be his way of trying to pick me up, but I know what's really got him so energised. All the people I give a poo poo about are out of the way. Alex is off with Cassy, Max is getting touchy-feely with Colleen and Gal... I'm not going to think about Gal. So from Hugo's point of view, there shouldn't be anything stopping me from getting some use out of the people of significance. People like Adam and... huh, speak of the devil. Or devil worshiper. Whatever. And she's really determined to let me look down her top. Huh. That's not really my thing, but... ... wait. What am I saying? Erica is seriously hot, that evil grin, that crazy gleam in her eyes... my cheeks are burning, and I'm suddenly very aware of how buttoned up and plain I must look in my jacket and T-shirt... --- I thought you were stronger than this. the zealot has few weapons available to her, and you have seen this one already. it is enough to indicate your interest; you need not demean yourself in the process. --- Hugo snaps me back to reality. Yeah. I don't do horny. God, guess I'm still mixed up from this morning. "Interesting? Yeah, I guess. What's got everyone so violent? You and Rosie, sure, but Max too? And same deal with Cassie and Alex..." And Gal. "Something in the water, maybe? Or a hot new dating tip? Thought it was a guy thing beating people up for attention. Speaking of which, you should really do your top up... wouldn't want people to get the wrong idea." Shut Down (Shadowed) Erica: 2d6+2 6 Spending a string to boost that to 7, picking mutual string loss, so we're both back at 0.
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Hot +2 | Cold -1 | Volatile +1 | Dark -1 Harm 2/4 | Experience 3/5 | Conditions: None I stare at her for a moment, not sure how to respond. I'm sure there are worse places to haunt, but right now I can't think of one less pleasant than Whitewillow. "Oh Alex..." I also have no idea how to help a ghost. "Um... do you know why you attacked that girl back in class?" I need to figure out if that was because she's a ghost or... something else. I have to help her, but I need to know she won't be a threat to other people because of what she is, not who she is. And she didn't answer the question I was most curious about. My voice is low when I ask her again, "Why did Janey shoot you?"
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Harm 0/4 | XP 4/5 | Conditions: Shadowed Location: Class That's not the reaction I wanted. That's not the reaction I wanted at all. Grrr. "Hahaha." I laugh at her remark, but there's absolutely no cheer in it. Pulling back in my seat and holding the unbuttoned top of my dress together like I'm deeply concerned about it, I'm still looking right at her. Haven't broken eye contact at all, as a matter of fact. It feels like people in class are watching us, so I'm not letting her get away with that remark. poo poo, there was practically an orgy in another class last year, pretty sure showing off some cleavage isn't killing anybody. Least she can do is not be a bitch about it, the stupid gothy pagan. Releasing my hand from my dress, I put my goods back on display, then shoot a glance down at her t-shirt covered chest. Not letting people around here think I've gone soft. In a loud voice, I'm calling her out. "Since we're giving out unsolicited advice, you should invest in some padded bras." <Rauri> Shut Down Anna <Rauri> !r 2d6+2 <Krysmbot> Rauri, 8+2 = 10 Giving Anna the condition Flat, marking xp.
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Hot -1, Cold 1, Volatile -1, Dark +2 Harm:2/4, XP:2/5, Conditions: Terrified "I asked her to. Because when you do it that way, it isn't suicide." My voice sounds weird and flat to my ears. Cold. "We made a pact. She brought two guns. But I couldn't... She could." I look away. "I don't know why I attacked that girl back there. I don't even remember deciding to do it. I was just angry, all of a sudden. I wanted blood. And someone shouted something that... well, it reminded me of back then, when I was alive. This school is a bad place now, but back then it was so much worse. You have no idea. I wanted to punch the whole school in the face."
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Hot +2 | Cold -1 | Volatile +1 | Dark -1 Harm 2/4 | Experience 4/5 | Conditions: None "oh. . . I'm sorry." What can I even say? I just stand there holding her in incredibly awkward silence for a long time. Finally. "Well... as long as we do it a little more... discreetly, I can help you with that? Punching people in the face, I mean." I smile at her, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in my arm from where she bit me. I really want to eat. Not her though. Even if I was starving I think I'd find someone else after hearing that story. "Want a smoke?" I could do with one. Help keep my mind off my thirst. I slowly let her go and pull out the pack from this morning, pushing two out and offering one to her and then light up. A thought occurs to me, and I flip my phone out and start doing a quick search. 9:10:33 PM godfish gazing into the google abyss, what happened to janey 9:10:37 PM godfish !r 2d6-1 9:10:38 PM Krysmbot godfish, 10-1 = 9 Confusing and alarming results please, what happened to Janey? exp for Dark
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Hot -1 Harm 1/4 Experience 3/5 Conditions: Presumptuous, Exposed, Flat Ha. Guess I hit a nerve. Whatever, it's not like she can say anything to me that I haven't already said to myself a dozen times over. I do my best impression of a friendly shrug. "Whatever. We've all got to work with what we've got, right? So I take it back, keep them on display. Nobody's queuing up for your charming personality." I smile at her, unfazed. Gal always said I had a spooky smile. So I never smiled much with her, or maybe it was the other way around. But Erica? She'll eat this right up, crazy edgy Satanist that she is. I lean in toward her, still smiling, until my face is inches away from hers. "Besides, you had my attention already. What can I do for you?" Turn On (Shadowed) Erica: 2d6 7 String/promise/self? Hugo's watching me with interest from the teacher's desk. Aren't you proud of me, stupid bird?
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Oct 11, 2015 14:10
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Hot -1, Cold 1, Volatile -1, Dark +2 Harm:2/4, XP:3/5, Conditions: Terrified I take the cigarette, but don't smoke it. I just sit down next to Cassy, leaning against her shoulder instead. I guess i should feel better for having finally gotten that off of my chest, but I just feel blasted out. Wasted. I can't help but smile as she offers to beat people up for me, though. "Thanks. You're a good friend." I take her hand, the one that isn't playing with the phone, and give it a squeeze. "I've been alone for a long time; I don't even really remember how long. It's nice not to be." Turn Cassy On: 2d6-1 11
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Oct 11, 2015 14:21
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Hot -1, Cold 2, Volatile 1, Dark -1 Harm 0/4 | Experience 3+1/5 | Conditions: Violent Location: Roof Alex starts talking about her past - how she died, became a ghost - and Cassy is listening to her. Except I guess realizing she was hallucinating or something freaked her out. And Cassy is kind of scared too. Which is making it a bit hard to focus on the conversation. Even though I'm not near them, and even though I did eat earlier, I can't help but think about getting closer and feeding off them. Even if it's going to be obvious I followed the two of them to a private conversation. Hold Steady: 2d6+2 9 Choosing to keep my cool, marking XP for rolling Cold But I hold off and wait a bit more. I guess I'm not the only dead person around, but Alex is still different then me. Not that it seems she has it easy or anything, it'd suck being stuck haunting this school. And it looks like Cassy is offering to help and has the situation under control. I should go. I don't want to, especially with how close Alex is getting to Cassy. But...I think, between the two of us, Cassy would be better off with Alex. I slowly head back down the stairs, carefully making sure I don't make any noise on the way. Might as well head on back to homeroom then.
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Oct 12, 2015 01:15
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Harm 0/4 | XP 4/5 | Conditions: Shadowed Location: Class Hmm, Anna isn't backing down. Even after she got me in trouble a few weeks ago and I let it slide, guess she thinks she's serious business. Even throws another barb my way. I'm growing less pleased by the minute. Normally I'd be plotting hideous revenge on her, but I did just stare at her tits for a while, clad or not, and she's not as flat as I said. Add to that her enigmatic, aloof even, expression... yeah, Anna's kinda hot. Would be a waste to kill her. Still, I shrug at her, like this whole thing is on her. Giving Anna a string. "Ohh, just thought it'd been a while since we hung out so was going to ask you to do that, then you got all snippy with me." Truth be told, we've never really hung out. She's stopped by the newspaper room once or twice, but that's been it. Pulling my phone back out, I break eye contact first to see who's messaged me. Making her think my social life is more active than hers doesn't hurt me, either. "Want to chill later today? It'll be fun." For one of us, at least. Rauri fucked around with this message at 05:18 on Oct 12, 2015 |
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Oct 12, 2015 05:16
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Hot -1 Harm 1/4 Experience 3/5 Conditions: Presumptuous, Exposed, Flat Oh Erica, you're not as enigmatic as you think. I can tell I've gotten under her skin. Still, I'm not going to push her any further. I was looking for company earlier, and now I've got an offer, and a more solid one than I got from Adam or Max. And Erica's pretty fun, though I'm definitely not going to vent about Gal to her. Whatever, we can have a smoke and shoot the poo poo about serving unfathomable beings from beyond the void. Only mine's real. Time for an olive branch, then. "Yeah, sure, why not. I could do with a break, had a rough morning. Sorry if I pushed the wrong buttons." That's what it feels like sometimes - you offer people your feelings from a menu, you learn what they like best, you narrow it down until it's so efficient as to be meaningless... until you get it wrong. Not that I got it wrong just now. She wouldn't give a poo poo about me if I started drooling over her tits. At least I hope not. "What's the plan? Lunch, after school? Anyone else?" --- well done. while caution is admirable, sometimes you must reach out to seize life's opportunities. --- -- I'm still not sure what I've seized, Hugo. And she started this. I don't even know what she wants, really. -- Gaze into the Abyss re: (Shadowed) Erica: 2d6+3 9 I'll spend a string to boost it to 10. The visions are lucid and detailed, the visions cure me, removing Exposed. What does Erica want from Anna?
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Oct 12, 2015 18:09
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Alex: As you give her hand a squeeze, you can't help but feel her pulse. Blood. Blood pulsing through her veins, sweet as honey. Roll hold steady to avoid trying to Feed again Cassy: Janey, Janey, she is... your Google search gives back a long list of things connected to anyone names "Jane" or "Janey", but then refreshes the page automatically and gives a very strange response - only one result. "Janey Loves You". What do you make of that? Adam: Well, you mean to get back to class, but you run into a problem in the halls. What/who is it? Max: The situation's defused by you, Robert and the arrival of a teacher, but you can tell this isn't over, just postponed. What would you have done differently, in hindsight? Colleen: "Well, then." Carson picks up the book. "When you next see her, tell her she has detention, that I hold her responsible for this. Since it was her fault, not yours, right?" Either you let Alex take the fall, or own up to it being your fault! Erica: Out of everything that's happened so far before class, what do you think makes the best story? Do you plan to put any of it in the paper? What will you do if Anna turns you down? You feel Gogol'Moroth's gaze upon you, like He is taking a fractional interest in what you decide. Anna: -The Zealot wants a...- Hugo pauses to cackle. Is that a good or a bad sign? -Oh, she wants a friend, and an enemy, in the same person! She's picked you for the role, Anna, do you feel honoured?- He still has a mirthful tone, clucking to himself as he shifts on his perch. Next prompt will move us to next scene
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Oct 13, 2015 17:24
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Hot -1, Cold 1, Volatile -1, Dark +2 Harm:2/4, XP:3/5, Conditions: Terrified Hold Steady: 2d6+1 7 Since I already have Terrified and the scene is about to end, i ask a question: What would happen if Alex was to try to feed? Ie; how much did the wish make her like a vampire in that way? As I watch Cassy play with her phone, I marvel at it; I'll never stop being amazed at these little computery things that everyone seems to take for granted. It's better than Star Trek, and no one seems to care. I'm so engrossed that I catch myself nuzzling her neck. She smells... wonderful. I stand up hurriedly, dusting my knees off. I hope she doesn't notice. "So, um... Should we get back to class?"
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Oct 13, 2015 22:33
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Hot +2 | Cold -1 | Volatile +1 | Dark -1 Harm 2/4 | Experience 4/5 | Conditions: None Hmm. I stare at the phone, rather unnerved. I'd expected to find nothing, hoped to find some news story from ~20 years ago saying something like 'Student Janey arrested for murder' or 'witness to tragic suicide in high school goes on to found suicide prevention hotline' or something. Not uh... My phone to be haunted by... Janey? Which is uh. Pretty loving creepy, actually. I click the result link though, to see if it elaborates more. I don't think I really want to show this message to Alex. Speaking of Alex, she's getting closer and closer to me as we sit there, her drifting into my neck, nuzzling it a little, and I can't help but recall her kiss from moments earlier, and I start to turn a bit red, a rare feat for me since I turned. I don't know if I want her to start kissing me again or not, but my body is certainly excited at the idea. For the possibility of a meal or just the old hormones hanging around I'm unsure. Luckily(?) she seems to realize what she was doing and jumps to her feet, suggesting we go back to class. I... Am not really in a position for that right now, actually. "Uh, you can, but I should probably.... get this checked out." I glance down at my bitten arm awkwardly. "I'll meet you there?"
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Oct 15, 2015 01:27
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Hot -1, Cold 1, Volatile -1, Dark +2 Harm:2/4, XP:3/5, Conditions: Terrified "Oh!" I stare at the blood. "Sorry! I'm so sorry..." I lick my lips, and start to offer to help her to the nurse's office, but... no. Better not. "I'll see you there," I say, looking at the ground and definitely not staring hungrily at her, for any reason. I turn to go, and it's only when I'm hustling down the steps from the roof that i realize that I forgot to open the door before walking through it.
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Oct 15, 2015 03:10
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Hot +2 | Cold -1 | Volatile +1 | Dark -1 Harm 2/4 | Experience 4/5 | Conditions: None I make soothing noises as Alex suddenly realizes what she did to me and apologizes and runs for the stairs. I don't try that hard though to make her feel better or stop her because, well... she did bite my arm! I stare at the door she passed through for a long moment, then let out a longer sigh and turn back to look over the side of the building. She really is a ghost then. Life just got a little more complicated. Making to stub out my cigarette on the roof, I change my mind just before pressing it in and bring it back up to my lips to take another drag, staring at my cellphone as it loads the whatever the 'Janey loves you' link was leading to. I'll look at this, smoke another cig and then go to the nurse.
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Oct 15, 2015 04:47
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Harm 0/4 | XP 4/5 | Conditions: Shadowed Location: Class Hmm. On one hand, "Rosie - Back on her Knees again" would make for a grand article title. Also, during the fight, kinda true I guess. But she's going to be dead soon, so there's no reason to antagonize her further, I won't get any fun out of it. Instead, I've though of something better. "Classroom Combat - is it Cliche?" A whole, researched article on why fighting in the classroom rarely results in someone taking a proper beating, using today's class as an example. Add in some tips and tricks for finding spots that the teachers don't watch well to put some work in on other students too, to see if we can't get more misery and suffering flowing out of this place. I'll just frame the whole thing as satirical, while it's all really helpful info. If you want to hurt people real badly, anyways. Speaking of, I sneak a glance back over at Anna. Not really sure why she's being so antagonistic, but whatever. I'll figure out some way to hurt her if that's the way she wants to play it, but it's not like she's the Old Gods enemy, just mine. Their Will comes first. Besides, I'm a prophet and not a serial killer. Hoping she actually wants to hang out, though - despite all this bullshit, she still seems cooler than most of the clowns that go here. Still though... I want to know. What's Anna scared of? Never hurts to have a bit of knowledge someone doesn't want you - or anyone - to have. I'll just listen to the whispers of the Old Gods, and maybe they'll tell me... <Rauri> Gaze about Anna, have Shadowed <Rauri> !r 2d6+2 <Krysmbot> Rauri, 8+2 = 10 Visions are
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Oct 15, 2015 07:07
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Hot +1, Cold -1, Volatile -1, Dark +2 Harm:0/4, XP:3/5, Conditions: "...oh." I exhale in a grump. Okay, no Coach Rita. drat, and I had gotten myself worked up and everything. Still, maybe I'd just wait, or better yet, leave her a note or whatever. To that end, I swept around behind her desk and sat down, fishing for a pen and some paper. And...that was when I saw it, in the open desk drawer - a stack of DVDs. I noticed them immediately - they were mine...well, Galatea's. Her dances, stuff like that. Kind of creepy that the coach would keep those, especially in a drawer tucked away. Ew? Holding steady to not freak out about the coach having her old DVDs 2d6-1: 8 [2d6=4, 5] Keeping cool, taking xp But no, it made sense, she was scouting me out or whatever. Gosh, Rita was really into this whole get the ruined celebrity on the gymnastics team thing, wasn't she? That won't happen, obviously. But I felt bad. I had an idea for a workaround. Even if it did make me feel like a character out of Pitch Perfect or something stupid like that. But whatever, nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?
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Oct 15, 2015 18:21
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Hot: -1, Cold: 1, Volatile: -1, Dark +2 Harm: 0/4, Exp: 3/5, Conditions: --- Location: Classroom "Oh... That's..." I winced. It's not like Alex was mine but I'd really been strongly considering adding her to my collection and that meant not damaging her- no point in buying broken goods. But Mr. Carson is offering me a way out and there's really no reason NOT to take it, right? I think it over for a few brief seconds, and turn to Max, sitting next to me. Max would be upset if I let Alex take the rap, I can tell just from the way he's watching me. And I really want him to like me... So... "No, that's not fair Mr. Carson. I'm the one who threw it. Don't punish Alex..." I sink into my chair, as contrite as possible.
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Oct 16, 2015 04:00
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Erica: From the babble of hissing, chittering whispers, a stronger voice emerges, a croaking sound like a crow's call. The words are not English, but the knowledge they impart lingers in your mind regardless. Anna has spent her life alone, watching and judging from the shadows, telling herself she is content because the alternative would be to rely on others, and face the inevitable disappointment. The only thing that unsettles her more than having her happiness rest on somebody else, the voice tells you, would be having someone else rely on her for their happiness. Anna can handle people being bitchy, dickish, cold, even violent... but vulnerability would make her freeze in her tracks.
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Oct 17, 2015 22:11
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Colleen: "That's what I thought. Detention, one hour after school for the rest of the week. I hope you like using a mop, Colleen." Detentions are handed out here way too easily, because the school doesn't actually have a janitor - they just get students on detention to do the cleaning instead. But Max gives you a reassuring pat on the shoulder - he's happy, at least, that you didn't throw Alex to the metaphorical wolves. That's something, isn't it? Galatea: Soon, Coach Rita arrives back at her office, surprised to see you there. "Morning, champ. You... do know lessons have started, right?" Geez, how long have you been here, you must have lost track of time! "What's up, must be important if it couldn't wait until after school!" How do you break the news to her? Cassy: What do you tell the nurse your injury is from? How badly do you pretend to be hurt? Now that you have some time to yourself to think, what are you going to do about your Ghost friend? Alex: Feeding wouldn't sustain Alex, but blood doesn't taste... icky or anything anymore. Everyone: After some boring classes by teachers who don't care, people break for lunch. How do you spend the start of yours? Who with? (more detailed prompts after we get that settled, sorry for the short post but I am scrambling a bit after having to NPC TWO players) New Session, highlights as follows: Alex->Cassy Cassy->Galatea Erica->Adam Anna->Alex Adam->Colleen Colleen->Anna Galatea->Erica AdjectiveNoun fucked around with this message at 14:05 on Oct 19, 2015 |
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Oct 18, 2015 22:27
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Hot +2 | Cold -1 | Volatile +1 | Dark -1 Harm 2/4 | Experience 4/5 | Conditions: None The link doesn't go anywhere, unfortunately, so I stump down to the nurses'. Luckily I don't have to think hard to come up with a fake story that doesn't get Alex in trouble. By now everyone should have heard of the big street fight happening right outside the school this morning, so I tell her that I got bitten when it burst out while I was trying to get past. Bunch of psychos in the crowd and all that. The wound is pretty obviously a human bite, so she doesn't seem to question it. I play the wound up a little bit, it doesn't hurt me nearly as much as it probably should, so I just act like it does, and take the chance to rest in one of the crappy nurse's cots until lunch. She comes in to check it and clean it out again with alcohol swabs or something like that a couple times, each one making it sting more rather than less, but I guess that's the cost of skipping class with permission. The time not spent wincing while I'm being treated, I think about Alex. It doesn't help much, I have no idea what to do about her. I guess just... be friendly? If she thinks she has a friend she'll be happier, and less likely to freak out on people, right? But she's into girls, so I hope she doesn't get the wrong idea. I don't want to get too close to her and end up eating her. Why is life so complicated? Would be so much nicer to just... drink... my problems away. At lunch, I get up to go. The nurse insists on one last bandage change, commenting that the human mouth is one of the dirtiest things in the world, heh, and then I'm free to go. I still want to meet with Colleen, so I head to the lunchroom, not having any better idea of where to meet her. Galatea, highlight Dark
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Hot: -1, Cold: 1, Volatile: -1, Dark +2 Harm: 0/4, Exp: 3/5, Conditions: --- Location: Lunchroom I don't like using a mop. But I do like it when Max squeezes my shoulder... But probably not as much as I'll hate this later.  I manage to beat Robert out of class so I don't have to deal with him, at least. Head for math, and history, both of which are like two years behind the school I used to go to so it's not like I need to study or care, I know this stuff already. That's the really crappy part about Whitewillow, to me. The classes suck and the teachers don't care. I don't feel like my A's mean anything here. Not like they used to. Lunch is another glare-fest between me and the cafeteria troll-woman, but I stick to the prepackaged Taquitos and while they are vile they will probably not kill me. Probably. I head for my usual spot, right by the big window. Hopefully Cassy and Alex and maybe Max and Gilda will join me today? Though Gilda kinda took off and Max didn't say he would... so maybe not. I was feeling pretty lonely and bored when Cassy showed up, FINALLY. "Hey!" I said, waving and polishing off the last of my Taquito. "What did you want me to look at anyway? We kinda got interrupted this morning. I mean, did you see how Max stood up for me against Robert? Wasn't that just the coolest, I wanted to act tough but like, that was the real deal..." --- Wingman activates! Max rolls to Turn On Cassy, but since Max is being NPC'd I'll do it for Neo. Max's Hot: 2d6+2 = 10! gains a string~ Anna's feeling Volatile after this morning.
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Oct 19, 2015 09:28
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