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Y'all, I'm just excited to see where this goes! This world was my first re-entry into RPing after a while and I love it and all of you guys and everyone is just great.
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*points up to last post* Does that help you fdeviant?

There's a few options I talked to with NN about the way the story could go because honestly, not everyone's PC will follow the storyline to a Tee and I don't want them to. In my mind, adding different options and ideas are much more fun in a story as it feels like everyone is fleshing out the story through their PCs and building it. This arc, despite it originally starting with Rach, I want to explore and flesh out Cowl's power base and even create an enemy they all can associate and remember. ^-^


I like it, gives all the characters involved a way of adding depth to their characters as well, especially the characters currently walking the line, who, given an option, might have to choose sides and all that fun stuff. I'm excited to see where it goes and I'm happy to be a part of it!
Alright, NN have hammered out the basics for the arc but what actually happens is flexible due to story and player desires. Before I start making a Gdoc and pming the outline information, then OoCing additional data, I need to be reminding of who's all for being involved one last time, just in case someone changed their mind. Also I need you to sign you in blood on the dotted line turning yourself over to NeutralNexus' and my little whims. We'll promise to be gentle at first.

Any additional interest from recent re-joiners or newbies should also make statements if they want in and add their name to the already signed victims volunteers.

~Cowl @NeutralNexus
~Jacqueline & Racheli @Fallenreaper
~Icarus @EnterTheHero
~Justine @Tearstone
~Lekha @Melonhead
~Josie @Athinar (I believe he was talking about you!)
~White Witch @fdeviant (Adding you on later)
~Khonsu @Sep

These are individuals, so far I believed that spoke about interest in the arc last I checked.


I'm sure I can add some more input once I'm made aware of the full arc, but I do have a few ideas as to how Marie can be integrated into the story so I can share that once the doc is distributed.


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New Orleans
1862
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Hekate sauntered down the streets of New Orleans, a black and white parasol keeping the sun’s hot breath at bay. Spring had arrived hand-in-hand with the Union soldiers, who, a month earlier, occupied the once Confederate city and placed it under martial law. Of course, Hekate was not bothered by the north’s presence there; she held no love for southern morality, only their desperation. With war came social depravity and rebellion, both acting as a door to the Otherside in their own way, and this city was more attuned to her world than any other in North America.

She smiled and nodded at the soldiers dotting the streets who howled and whistled as she passed, fascinating all of them with an unassuming glance. A pox on your family, a plague on your fields, misfortune upon your unit, she incanted in her mind. If another could hear her thoughts, they might think her cruel, but Hekate knew these men’s hearts. When set loose they acted as dogs and barbarians, rummaging through the wreckage they had caused, firing upon civilians indiscriminately, treating the southern and freed women like ornaments. To Hekate, both the Union and Confederate soldiers were swine. She took not the sides of men, but the sides of the oppressed, those kept enslaved by both north and south. In her mind, she was the only true champion of liberation.

Hekate rounded corner after corner, her leisurely pace interrupted only by the occasional carriage. Eventually, she made her way into a small Spiritist shop which stood at the end of the street, hidden from view by vines growing off the balcony. A sign outside read, Madame Lestrange’s House of Wonders. Hekate smiled as she read the sign, pulled back to vines, and walked inside to be greeted by a portly, elderly woman with bright silver hair and cloudy eyes. The shop itself was filled with expensive decor in red and golden hues, and the shelves were lined with books on Spiritualism, divination, the works.

”Bonjour Madame,” Hekate greeted the Madame as she entered the shop. Madame Lestrange turned at the mystery woman’s voice, and upon seeing Hekate smiled and bounded over to her, giving her a quick hug and a kiss on either cheek, a gesture Hekate gladly returned.

“Bonjour ma chère!” Madame Lestrange greeted her with energy unbefitting of her years. Despite her size and age, she moved as quickly and nimbly as a child, and her eyes, though greyed, still maintained a youthful spark. “What brings you to my corner of New Orleans? I wasn’t expecting you until next Thursday.”

”Can I not pay a visit to a dear friend?” Hekate replied, Lestrange giving her a knowing stare.

“No no, I know you, Susanna. You don’t come down this far into the city unless you need something.”

Susanna Wilde was Hekate’s current disguise, a character of her own invention. She was the daughter of a wealthy plantation owner, a position not uncommon in the area, and his sole beneficiary. Her “father,” or a man whom she had convinced was her father, had died of a heart attack upon her arrival in New Orleans, making her, perhaps not entirely in line with tradition, the lady of his estate and business. Of course, Hekate freed all of his slaves once she took his land, but any mortal onlooker who passed by the estate would still see tired, dejected men and women working the fields.

Hekate, as Susanna, came across Madame Lestrange shortly after her arrival and joined her circle of Spiritualists, men and women who believed that, through mediumship, spirits could be petitioned for information. The movement was at its peak during Hekate’s stay in New Orleans, and she quickly turned the groups eyes from simple divination and communication to full blown witchcraft. Their coven met on Thursdays to conduct all manner of magic, and the Madame took requests from believers in the community . . . for a fee.

”How can one so shriveled and blind as you have such powers of perception?” Hekate joked with the old woman, who scoffed at her comment but smiled anyway. ”But you’re right, there is a reason behind my visit. I’m sure you’re aware of a certain Marie Laveau?”

Lestrange nodded. “Yes, she’s a fine woman, not so active these days, but that daughter of hers makes plenty of noise in the streets with her shouting and prophesizing. I had my hair done by Madame Laveau a few years ago when she worked in the French Quarter and it was a privilege to meet her.”

”I’ve heard the stories, she sounds quite powerful. Hekate genuinely liked Marie Laveau. She was a free born woman who used her powers for the benefit of her family and community, but she wasn’t afraid to get her hands dirty. The “Voodoo Queen” of New Orleans was certainly no title to cough at and she garnered Hekate’s respect for her influence over the city’s Haitian and white citizens. Laveau had gained an entire city’s respect, some even worshipped her like a goddess. Hekate knew this veneration well, she longed for it, but more than that, she longed for the freedom of an entire city, state, or country devoted to the Otherworld. So, she devised a plan. ”Our little circle has grown in the past year, but it couldn’t hold a flame to the community that Laveau has built. Which is why I suggest that we expand, build a stronger community of witches, black and white. Oh, think of it Madame!”

Lestrange saw the glow in Hekate’s eyes and couldn’t help but be swept up in her ambitious imagining. It was quite the proposition, and the Madame was climbing up in her years. “Susanna, I need to thank you.”

Hekate was caught by surprise. ”Whatever for?”

“You gave me hope in my old age. Before you came it was just me and some high society folk looking for some excitement, but then you came and you brought something real, something potent. I’m getting old, and I wouldn’t dare ask you or anyone else to undo what time has done,” she began to sniffle, a few stray tears streaming down her face as she spoke, “but I’d give whatever time I’ve got left to see the kind of world you have in mind.”

Hekate smiled and hugged the old woman, who took a moment to cry tears of joy on her shoulder. ”It has been my pleasure, Madame.” Hekate consoled Lestrange, her words genuine. Not often had she been able to have this sort of relationship with mortals. The heroes of old certainly, but they didn’t appreciate her or her gifts. Her ancient followers perhaps, but few were as loyal as Medea and Circe. But here, now, she had a mortal friend who wanted nothing from her, but everything for her.

The Madame stepped back and looked Hekate in the eyes. “I’ll reach out the every Spiritualist in the state that I know, tell them to round up their circles and friends and head to New Orleans. I’m sure every one of them will want to hear what you have to offer.”
@Tearstone One of the GIFs that appears in your signature is a woman spinning on the railing at the top of an escalator and it cracks me up each time I see it because I'm struggling to understand what she's doing, lol.
I'm really excited for this huge collaborative session lol.
@Dedonus But that's all we know for a good time, I mean sure I've been behaving as of late but still I love getting.. *Looks up a fdeviant's comment.* Right. Okay.


I don't have a problem when they're sprinkled in to the OOC, the problem is that when they happen it's a constant back and forth and it just gets tedious. It's like swearing. There's nothing wrong with having a colorful vocabulary, but when every other word is a swear, it becomes a nonsensical mess.
Ok we're getting into some even more perverse territory as of late and I, a humble third party observer, must make the request that we ditch the innuendos and double entendres, and if not that then cut them back EVEN MORE than what we are now, lest we run the risk of making members of this OOC uncomfortable. (Myself included as I have been rendered such at a previous instance)
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I think that one of the things NMS wants is to tone down the frequency of the big events especially as they make it hard to do other plot lines. I know there is one more big thing in the fairly near future but after that I believe he wants there to be a pause for a while so people can just do stuff.


Oh I understand and agree. It was just a thought that I figured might come into play a ways down the line.
This is just a very basic idea that I've been turning over in army head a little and was prompted to share by the mention of a Civil War: What about a HUGE magical fiasco? Doesn't have to be soon, but a huge arc dealing with the occult could be incredibly interesting given the few magical heroes/villains, and the lack of ways the general populace and the current organizations have with dealing with magic.
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