StoreConcerning what Darkraven said above, it's very unfortunate he's decided to leave us as I did rather enjoy his writing and ideas. While I don't believe we treat anyone unfairly, that he has left us is a failure on our part.
So, if anyone ever feels left out or unsure where to take their character, then I encourage them to PM Myst, QT, Panda, or I about it. We'll honestly do our best to help you get involved. We also have the the chat group as an alternative. Of course, discussing the RP and asking questions is what this OOC is about, and members beyond us four are also able to help you out. I really enjoy when I see us all supporting each other!
Also! If anyone ever has an idea for a plot or a character, then feel free to tell us about it. While Myst does have an idea where she wants the "main plot" to go, there's no reason we can't add new elements to it or pause it to address other plot threads. Side plots can also be a ton of fun too! Roleplaying is supposed to be fun most of all, and this RP is not unlike a fun sandbox of sorts. Every person and every character is important and I love to see when we all organically work together, creating a space where multiple plot threads are happening.
I know Myst is grateful to every person that joins us and I have to agree. Thank you all so much for being with us :D
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Well, I've been SO busy, but I plan on working on a post tonight.
Darkraven said
I'm very sorry to hear that. Good luck in your future endeavors.
Valentina will be an NPC in Haywood in case you ever change your mind.
AnnaBeth said
I have a question about something I was wanting to write in. Who do I need to PM?
Myst.
AnnaBeth said
I'm thinking I might be interested in this, since my RP is running pretty slow :/
Still accepting, so no worries there!
Shannon - Haywood/Daniel's House - Daniel
Shannon didn't speak during Katie's story, for fear of upsetting her. In her own way, the girl was opening up to them, and Shannon was happy to let her. She felt a pang of sympathy when Katie spoke of Bull and Lauren. Despite Shannon`s reservations about the man, it seemed the pair of them had stepped up in order to take care of the little girl. That, at least, was admirable. When Lauren recovered, it was probably best to let the trio leave Haywood quietly. If the town learned who they were- and there was no doubt the town would eventually- there was no way Katie and her friends could stay.
Then Daniel appeared, prompting Emma to put Katie back to bed. Shannon smiled at them as they left. "Daniel, about the girl..." she began to say, but a knock at the door interrupted her before she could continue.
Shannon moved off the couch but stood where she was, not wanting to butt in on what was probably mayoral business. She got the gist of what was being said however, having heard Audrey's distressed tone and the mention of Tyler. When Daniel returned to the living room, Shannon stared at him. "What was up with that? Did something happen?"
Bex - The Pub - Hazel/Luke/Jerry
Bex watched the girl, noting the stiffness of her movements. They looked slightly erratic, and the girl's expression was strange. She looked absolutely stunned to everything they were saying. Bex looked over at the other two to see if they noticed, but Luke had already begun messaging Reggie while Jerry couldn't take his eyes off whatever was cooking.
When Bex looked back at the girl, she was awkwardly smiling their way. He remembered again just how young she was. They were a group of armed older men and they were about to invite even more into what was essentially her home. It was no wonder the girl was nervous. Bex decided to loosen up and soften his expression.
"I'm not sure one room will be enough," Luke suddenly said. He had one hand over the radio, an action Bex was more used to seeing with a phone. "There will be eleven of us in total."
Before the girl potentially became totally freaked out, Bex jumped into the conversation with, "We're very sorry about all this. We've been out on a supply run and I'm sure there's some supplies we'll have to leave behind. We could probably let you take your pick of some of it."
Jerry gave Bex a perplexed look, but thankfully Luke looked like he approved of that idea. "Is that okay?" he asked.
Shannon didn't speak during Katie's story, for fear of upsetting her. In her own way, the girl was opening up to them, and Shannon was happy to let her. She felt a pang of sympathy when Katie spoke of Bull and Lauren. Despite Shannon`s reservations about the man, it seemed the pair of them had stepped up in order to take care of the little girl. That, at least, was admirable. When Lauren recovered, it was probably best to let the trio leave Haywood quietly. If the town learned who they were- and there was no doubt the town would eventually- there was no way Katie and her friends could stay.
Then Daniel appeared, prompting Emma to put Katie back to bed. Shannon smiled at them as they left. "Daniel, about the girl..." she began to say, but a knock at the door interrupted her before she could continue.
Shannon moved off the couch but stood where she was, not wanting to butt in on what was probably mayoral business. She got the gist of what was being said however, having heard Audrey's distressed tone and the mention of Tyler. When Daniel returned to the living room, Shannon stared at him. "What was up with that? Did something happen?"
Bex - The Pub - Hazel/Luke/Jerry
Bex watched the girl, noting the stiffness of her movements. They looked slightly erratic, and the girl's expression was strange. She looked absolutely stunned to everything they were saying. Bex looked over at the other two to see if they noticed, but Luke had already begun messaging Reggie while Jerry couldn't take his eyes off whatever was cooking.
When Bex looked back at the girl, she was awkwardly smiling their way. He remembered again just how young she was. They were a group of armed older men and they were about to invite even more into what was essentially her home. It was no wonder the girl was nervous. Bex decided to loosen up and soften his expression.
"I'm not sure one room will be enough," Luke suddenly said. He had one hand over the radio, an action Bex was more used to seeing with a phone. "There will be eleven of us in total."
Before the girl potentially became totally freaked out, Bex jumped into the conversation with, "We're very sorry about all this. We've been out on a supply run and I'm sure there's some supplies we'll have to leave behind. We could probably let you take your pick of some of it."
Jerry gave Bex a perplexed look, but thankfully Luke looked like he approved of that idea. "Is that okay?" he asked.
Bex - The Pub - Hazel/Luke/Jerry
Luke took the silver key the girl offered. He examined it intently, rubbing at the worn key with his fingers. "Excuse me for a moment," he said. Luke then turned away and pulled out his radio. Bex moved to sit next to Jerry, who had already helped himself to a seat. "Hey, Reggie? Yeah, we need to talk about this hotel we found..."
"I'm not so sure about Haywood," Bex said, looking toward the girl. "I've heard there's not much to it. Not even worth mentioning." Really not worth mentioning. Bex laced his fingers together and stared. He had thought the girl to be older when he first saw her, but he saw now that she was really just a teenager. Maybe not even that much older than that girl Emma. A sudden pang of empathy rose in Bex and he was forced to look down at the table.
"I have a request," Luke said, having finished with his conversation with Reggie. He sat down next to Bex, smiling. "Would it be all right if our group stays here for the night? It's a hotel after all. You'd be doing us a big favor."
Shannon - Haywood/Daniel's House - Emma & Katie
Shannon listened intently. She was glad that Emma was talking. "You can still be a writer," Shannon said. She leaned forward and rested her elbows on her knees. "And people can still read your stories. I bet you have a lot to tell. You can even start a journal again. It might be a big help for you, amidst all of... this."
Then, as Emma started to tear up, the little girl arrived. Shannon watched her move toward Emma automatically and almost cling to her. They were both so young, it was no wonder they'd already bonded. "It's getting late out," Shannon said to the girl, Katie. "It's probably best you stay with Emma for now." Her mind drifted toward those raiders she had arrived with. That man who... Shannon didn't want this little girl anywhere near them.
"How about we do something together? Right now..." Shannon's head spun around the room, looking for something to write on. "Let's make up a story. Maybe a scary one, I don't know."
Luke took the silver key the girl offered. He examined it intently, rubbing at the worn key with his fingers. "Excuse me for a moment," he said. Luke then turned away and pulled out his radio. Bex moved to sit next to Jerry, who had already helped himself to a seat. "Hey, Reggie? Yeah, we need to talk about this hotel we found..."
"I'm not so sure about Haywood," Bex said, looking toward the girl. "I've heard there's not much to it. Not even worth mentioning." Really not worth mentioning. Bex laced his fingers together and stared. He had thought the girl to be older when he first saw her, but he saw now that she was really just a teenager. Maybe not even that much older than that girl Emma. A sudden pang of empathy rose in Bex and he was forced to look down at the table.
"I have a request," Luke said, having finished with his conversation with Reggie. He sat down next to Bex, smiling. "Would it be all right if our group stays here for the night? It's a hotel after all. You'd be doing us a big favor."
Shannon - Haywood/Daniel's House - Emma & Katie
Shannon listened intently. She was glad that Emma was talking. "You can still be a writer," Shannon said. She leaned forward and rested her elbows on her knees. "And people can still read your stories. I bet you have a lot to tell. You can even start a journal again. It might be a big help for you, amidst all of... this."
Then, as Emma started to tear up, the little girl arrived. Shannon watched her move toward Emma automatically and almost cling to her. They were both so young, it was no wonder they'd already bonded. "It's getting late out," Shannon said to the girl, Katie. "It's probably best you stay with Emma for now." Her mind drifted toward those raiders she had arrived with. That man who... Shannon didn't want this little girl anywhere near them.
"How about we do something together? Right now..." Shannon's head spun around the room, looking for something to write on. "Let's make up a story. Maybe a scary one, I don't know."
Bex - The Pub - Hazel/Luke/Jerry
"The Pub, huh?" Luke turned to his companions, grinning.
"Food?" Jerry said, stepping forward to join them. Bex wasn't sure he liked being chummy with this girl, but he followed suit anyway and moved behind Jerry.
"You don't have to spare much," Luke said. "We have our own supplies." As the girl led them into the kitchen, Luke continued, "I gotta say, if you've got this place cleared out, then color me impressed! You live here alone?"
Once the girl poked her head into the refrigerator, Luke leaned into Bex's ear. "Keep an eye out," he whispered. "Anyone could be lurking around here." Bex nodded, his eyes shifting toward the kitchen doorway.
When the girl poured her drink, Jerry's eyes lit up. "What other drinks do you have?" he asked. "And I mean drinks."
Luke smiled and rolled his eyes. "Don't mind him... I'm Luke, and this is Bex and Jerry. I'm surprised you've heard of Outpost. We're--"
Bex stepped forward and interrupted Luke. "Wait, you know about Haywood?" If the girl knew about Outpost, then of course she knew about Haywood. It was a lot closer to her turf, after all. Still, Bex hadn't been expecting to hear of it. If Tyler caught wind of someone talking about Haywood, who knew what he'd do.
"Actually, I don't think I've of heard of this Haywood," Luke said, exchanging an odd look between Bex and the girl. "It's a place like Outpost, I assume?" Though Luke looked at Bex, Bex only lowered his head and let the girl say what she knew.
"The Pub, huh?" Luke turned to his companions, grinning.
"Food?" Jerry said, stepping forward to join them. Bex wasn't sure he liked being chummy with this girl, but he followed suit anyway and moved behind Jerry.
"You don't have to spare much," Luke said. "We have our own supplies." As the girl led them into the kitchen, Luke continued, "I gotta say, if you've got this place cleared out, then color me impressed! You live here alone?"
Once the girl poked her head into the refrigerator, Luke leaned into Bex's ear. "Keep an eye out," he whispered. "Anyone could be lurking around here." Bex nodded, his eyes shifting toward the kitchen doorway.
When the girl poured her drink, Jerry's eyes lit up. "What other drinks do you have?" he asked. "And I mean drinks."
Luke smiled and rolled his eyes. "Don't mind him... I'm Luke, and this is Bex and Jerry. I'm surprised you've heard of Outpost. We're--"
Bex stepped forward and interrupted Luke. "Wait, you know about Haywood?" If the girl knew about Outpost, then of course she knew about Haywood. It was a lot closer to her turf, after all. Still, Bex hadn't been expecting to hear of it. If Tyler caught wind of someone talking about Haywood, who knew what he'd do.
"Actually, I don't think I've of heard of this Haywood," Luke said, exchanging an odd look between Bex and the girl. "It's a place like Outpost, I assume?" Though Luke looked at Bex, Bex only lowered his head and let the girl say what she knew.
Rudy - New Orleans/House - Ben/Simon/Enrique
"FUCK Disneyland!" Rudy cried, stabbing a shambling biter in the back of his grey bald head.
He turned to his current companions- Simon, Ben, and the guy called Enrique- and laughed. "That place was a dive. It was a shitty place before and it especially is now."
Ben turned from his spot by the windowsill and pouted. "No it wasn't. Just imagine it, seeing that magical land in all its glory-- With no rides!"
"Ain't so glorious now," Simon said, sitting on a kid's bed. It had a space pattern and was shaped like a rocket ship. Rudy shoved the dead biter out into the hall. When he returned, he closed the door to give the group a moment of peace.
"There still will be lines," he said. "They'll just be filled with biters now." Seeing Ben's frown, Rudy continued, "It might be cool, actually. Imagine cutting down a ton of them on a roller coaster. That's the kind of shit I wanted to see in a video game. Or a movie!"
"Forget all that," Simon said. "That just makes me depressed. I never even got to see Disneyland before all this."
"I never got to do a lot of things," Ben added.
"... Are you two serious?" Rudy said incredulously. "This, all of this--" He raised his hands. "--It's just... easier."
Ben turned around, confused. "What do you mean?"
"Hmm! Let me think," Rudy said with a grin. He sat down in a swivel chair and raised his hand into the air. "Our priorities before- our life goals, so to speak- included going to school--" He lifted a finger. "--then getting a job. Then going to school again, so you can get yet another job! Oh, and let's not forget meeting a pretty girl and marrying her. Maybe even pop out a few children, huh?" Rudy grimaced. "Life before was bullshit, but things are different now. Simple. No more fucking celebrities to bother with, no more vapid television shows to keep up with, no more listening to anybody but the people that matter."
Grumbling, Simon scratched at his junk. "Is that it, really? What if we can one day make things like they were? We can change it all if we keep working at it--"
"That's bullshit," Rudy said, rolling his eyes. "There's no cure on the horizon. Compared to the amount of fucking biters out there, we're nothing. We're an insignificant speck amongst a sea of utter shit. All we can do is make sure Outpost is a damn fine place to live. You guys are my family. Out post is family now and you're all a damn better family than I ever had."
Ben was staring wistfully out the window. "I lost my mom. And my girlfriend."
Rudy glared at him. "You think I haven't lost anyone important to me? A piece of me was ripped out the day I lost someone very special. A whole chunk, just fucking gone. I said I had a shit family, not shit friends, do you get me?"
Slowly, Ben nodded. Simon wasn't so content. "You have a point, but that doesn't mean I have to like it, dude."
"I don't care." Rudy stood up. "Whatever floats your fucking boat. I was just telling you how I feel."
Shannon - Haywood/Daniel's House - Emma/Daniel
Shannon and Daniel stepped through the door to his home after having gone out for a quick supply run. "I'll get this stuff put away," he said, walking toward the kitchen that had so recently become the set of a Mexican stand-off. Shannon threw off her shoes and stepped into the living room. She'd been happy changing into a pair of track pants and a long-sleeved shirt. The dress was nice, but hardly suitable for the kind of day that had fallen on her.
She collapsed on the couch and smiled at the scented candle burning softly on the coffee table. She figured Emma must be upstairs then.
It really was a quaint house. Aside from the second floor, it reminded Shannon of her old apartment. She looked around the living room and spotted patterns that felt very familiar to her. Parts of the living room were rather sparse, containing entire patches of free space. Some parts were furnished with a touch of personality, like the end table with the vase of flowers. The living room was both equally Daniel and Emma's, much like her own home had been both equally Danny's and Monica's. Shannon had had her own touch as well, but she always found it funny how the living room table somehow maintained an equilibrium of junk and sophistication. Danny would leave books and magazines scattered on the table, leaving Monica to put them away and replace them with candles and coasters. Of course then those would be removed, only to be replaced with more books and a half-empty can of soda.
Thinking of these things was not relaxing. It made Shannon upset and angry. She knew she had to forget about Danny and her old life, but that was impossible to do. That stupid idiot was still making her life hectic even when he was gone.
Shannon's head fell into her hands. She found herself sobbing and hated herself for it. After so long, how could she still be weak? Tears stung at her eyes and a lump was forming in her throat. She might have actually started crying if Emma had not then walked into the room. "Shannon?" she said quietly.
Shannon quickly lifted her head and wiped at her eyes. "Yeah, sorry," she replied.
Emma stared at her for a moment before taking a seat in the armchair. "I was putting Katie to bed."
Shannon looked at her confusedly. "That girl? You've got here here?" Emma nodded and her eyes looked downcast. Shannon felt like she should argue, but she refrained from doing so. The little girl couldn't have exactly helped who her father was.
"Were you crying?" Emma eventually asked. Shannon shrugged uncomfortably. She wasn't sure how to respond. God, where was Daniel? Had he run into another thief?
"Kind of." Shannon sighed. "Is there anything you miss, Emma?" She let the question linger, but when Emma took too long to respond, Shannon decided to fill the silence. "I miss a lot of things. I miss going to school. I was in college, studying fashion design. Really dumb idea in hindsight, but I'm making up for it. I miss my parents a whole bunch, and my... friends. But I guess everyone misses their friends..." Shannon rubbed at her forehead and stared into the candle's flame. "I miss going to the movies. I liked scary movies a lot, even though they made me scared. It was kind of fun being scared, to believe in ghosts and spooky stuff. I miss the internet a lot, because I used to look up scary stories on there. I mean, I used the internet for a ton of stuff, but I really miss those stories. There were websites dedicated to them. I even made this dumb little blog where I'd talk about them..."
As Shannon trailed off, she fell backwards into the seat of the couch. "But those scary stories aren't so scary any more."
"FUCK Disneyland!" Rudy cried, stabbing a shambling biter in the back of his grey bald head.
He turned to his current companions- Simon, Ben, and the guy called Enrique- and laughed. "That place was a dive. It was a shitty place before and it especially is now."
Ben turned from his spot by the windowsill and pouted. "No it wasn't. Just imagine it, seeing that magical land in all its glory-- With no rides!"
"Ain't so glorious now," Simon said, sitting on a kid's bed. It had a space pattern and was shaped like a rocket ship. Rudy shoved the dead biter out into the hall. When he returned, he closed the door to give the group a moment of peace.
"There still will be lines," he said. "They'll just be filled with biters now." Seeing Ben's frown, Rudy continued, "It might be cool, actually. Imagine cutting down a ton of them on a roller coaster. That's the kind of shit I wanted to see in a video game. Or a movie!"
"Forget all that," Simon said. "That just makes me depressed. I never even got to see Disneyland before all this."
"I never got to do a lot of things," Ben added.
"... Are you two serious?" Rudy said incredulously. "This, all of this--" He raised his hands. "--It's just... easier."
Ben turned around, confused. "What do you mean?"
"Hmm! Let me think," Rudy said with a grin. He sat down in a swivel chair and raised his hand into the air. "Our priorities before- our life goals, so to speak- included going to school--" He lifted a finger. "--then getting a job. Then going to school again, so you can get yet another job! Oh, and let's not forget meeting a pretty girl and marrying her. Maybe even pop out a few children, huh?" Rudy grimaced. "Life before was bullshit, but things are different now. Simple. No more fucking celebrities to bother with, no more vapid television shows to keep up with, no more listening to anybody but the people that matter."
Grumbling, Simon scratched at his junk. "Is that it, really? What if we can one day make things like they were? We can change it all if we keep working at it--"
"That's bullshit," Rudy said, rolling his eyes. "There's no cure on the horizon. Compared to the amount of fucking biters out there, we're nothing. We're an insignificant speck amongst a sea of utter shit. All we can do is make sure Outpost is a damn fine place to live. You guys are my family. Out post is family now and you're all a damn better family than I ever had."
Ben was staring wistfully out the window. "I lost my mom. And my girlfriend."
Rudy glared at him. "You think I haven't lost anyone important to me? A piece of me was ripped out the day I lost someone very special. A whole chunk, just fucking gone. I said I had a shit family, not shit friends, do you get me?"
Slowly, Ben nodded. Simon wasn't so content. "You have a point, but that doesn't mean I have to like it, dude."
"I don't care." Rudy stood up. "Whatever floats your fucking boat. I was just telling you how I feel."
Shannon - Haywood/Daniel's House - Emma/Daniel
Shannon and Daniel stepped through the door to his home after having gone out for a quick supply run. "I'll get this stuff put away," he said, walking toward the kitchen that had so recently become the set of a Mexican stand-off. Shannon threw off her shoes and stepped into the living room. She'd been happy changing into a pair of track pants and a long-sleeved shirt. The dress was nice, but hardly suitable for the kind of day that had fallen on her.
She collapsed on the couch and smiled at the scented candle burning softly on the coffee table. She figured Emma must be upstairs then.
It really was a quaint house. Aside from the second floor, it reminded Shannon of her old apartment. She looked around the living room and spotted patterns that felt very familiar to her. Parts of the living room were rather sparse, containing entire patches of free space. Some parts were furnished with a touch of personality, like the end table with the vase of flowers. The living room was both equally Daniel and Emma's, much like her own home had been both equally Danny's and Monica's. Shannon had had her own touch as well, but she always found it funny how the living room table somehow maintained an equilibrium of junk and sophistication. Danny would leave books and magazines scattered on the table, leaving Monica to put them away and replace them with candles and coasters. Of course then those would be removed, only to be replaced with more books and a half-empty can of soda.
Thinking of these things was not relaxing. It made Shannon upset and angry. She knew she had to forget about Danny and her old life, but that was impossible to do. That stupid idiot was still making her life hectic even when he was gone.
Shannon's head fell into her hands. She found herself sobbing and hated herself for it. After so long, how could she still be weak? Tears stung at her eyes and a lump was forming in her throat. She might have actually started crying if Emma had not then walked into the room. "Shannon?" she said quietly.
Shannon quickly lifted her head and wiped at her eyes. "Yeah, sorry," she replied.
Emma stared at her for a moment before taking a seat in the armchair. "I was putting Katie to bed."
Shannon looked at her confusedly. "That girl? You've got here here?" Emma nodded and her eyes looked downcast. Shannon felt like she should argue, but she refrained from doing so. The little girl couldn't have exactly helped who her father was.
"Were you crying?" Emma eventually asked. Shannon shrugged uncomfortably. She wasn't sure how to respond. God, where was Daniel? Had he run into another thief?
"Kind of." Shannon sighed. "Is there anything you miss, Emma?" She let the question linger, but when Emma took too long to respond, Shannon decided to fill the silence. "I miss a lot of things. I miss going to school. I was in college, studying fashion design. Really dumb idea in hindsight, but I'm making up for it. I miss my parents a whole bunch, and my... friends. But I guess everyone misses their friends..." Shannon rubbed at her forehead and stared into the candle's flame. "I miss going to the movies. I liked scary movies a lot, even though they made me scared. It was kind of fun being scared, to believe in ghosts and spooky stuff. I miss the internet a lot, because I used to look up scary stories on there. I mean, I used the internet for a ton of stuff, but I really miss those stories. There were websites dedicated to them. I even made this dumb little blog where I'd talk about them..."
As Shannon trailed off, she fell backwards into the seat of the couch. "But those scary stories aren't so scary any more."
Damo021 said
What about the farm situation?
Two of the Haywood men were killed. Audrey and Henry arrived and Anthony killed the remaining one to make it look like he wasn't in on it. The Haggerton family escaped after their farmhouse burned down and Lauren ended up shot. Audrey and Anthony took her and Katie/Bull to Haywood, where Bull was captured and Lauren is unconscious.
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