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Mid 20s. Been here a long time, generally only join friend's rps. Constantly tired. Masc nonbinary, preference for they pronouns but he are ok too!

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Hello! Nice to have the thread up, subscribed and hopefully I'll actually keep up with it now xD

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@Surtr@FernStone@Zombiedude101
Rien's gay dormroom.


"... C'mon, Kim," Jordan said in a tired tone, "We've been at it for hours, how do we even know she has a power?"

"Britney said anyone with a mark has one!" Kimberly said as she pulled her bangs aside to reveal her sigil. "... Just because we haven't found mine, doesn't mean we can't find hers."

"I did think it would be easier than this," Rien chimed in, tapping the laptop they had in front of them thoughtfully. "I've tried everything I could think of with a computer and my tablet."

They did have another idea, but it wasn't one they particularly liked. Well, whatever, may as well just go with it even though they'd avoided it up until now. "Maybe I could try drawing something on paper."

Maybe that was it. Kimberly thought that maybe that had something to do with it. Maybe it was just a computer that was incompatible with her ability. Fortunately, Kimberly had paper on hand in her purse... in the form of a sticky note. Handed it to Rien, before she said, "... This should be paper enough."

"Thanks," Rien took it and grabbed a pencil nearby. They just did a quick sketch of a circle, very little detail to it beyond a little bit of shading. They then held it out in front of them to glare at it. "Now what? Think I should try throw it at someone as a weapon?"

"Yes," Kimberly flatly replied. "Make a paper airplane!"

Jordan rolled her eyes, and yawned as she boredly said, "... We're gonna have so much fun when it's your turn to figure out your magic power or whatever."

"Hmm," Rien brought the paper closer to their face. As tempting as it was to just throw it they doubted that would work. Narrowing their eyes they poked at the circle on a whim.

And their finger went into the drawing. "What the fuck?"

Kimberly chipperly walked over, and tried to do the same thing, before her finger just stopped. "What the fuck indeed."

"Okay, this a start," Jordan replied, "Try... uh... swirling your finger around in it."

"Suuure," Rien moved their finger about a bit, finding it hit something solid near the lines of her drawing. "Maybe I can like pull it out or something? There certainly seems to be something in there."

"Try it!"

Rien just nodded, concentrating hard as they tried to grab whatever was in the drawing. It was a bit slippy and a circle wasn't the easiest thing to get a hold of, but somehow they managed to. This meant they pulled a sphere out of the paper - small and very simple.

"Well, I guess that explains what my power is."

"Oooooooooooooooooooh!" Kimberly said with intrigue as she pulled out another sticky note, and placed it on the table. "Do it again!" She said, nearly child-like.

"But try something like an apple! Or a cake! Or a shotgun!"

Jordan rolled her eyes at Kimberly... and thought of what Rien's power could be. It was definitely pulling things out of what they drew, but what were the limits? She couldn't think too hard about it... she loudly yawned as she covered her mouth and sat down.

"Hey, Jordan, why are you tired?" Kimberly asked, "Thought you went to bed extra early yesterday."

"I did... I... I couldn't sleep." Jordan replied.

"Why?"

"Well... this is something I wanted to bring up," Jordan trailed off as she sat down, and leaned on her hand. "Question; did anyone have any weird dreams last night?"

"I don't think so," Rien responded with a thoughtful hum, though they were mostly concentrating on sketching out a more detailed apple on the second sticky note. "But, like, I didn't sleep that long last night so I don't think I had time for any weird dreams honestly."

"Was it bad?"

"... It was..." Jordan trailed off, "... Like an omen, like a sign death is coming."

"Oh," Rien stopped their drawing to give Jordan their full attention. "Well that... certainly doesn't sound good?" Understatement. "Hopefully it was just a normal nightmare or something, though I doubt that."

"I'm... not sure." Jordan awkwardly said.

"Well, what exactly was the dream?" Kimberly asked.

"Well... it went a little like this..."


In an instant, when Jordan slipped into the sweet release of rest - driven by the hope that things would be better by the next day. That it would be less strange.

Then... she slipped into a dream? She just rubbed her eyes, and looked around. She saw nothing but darkness. Where ever she went, all she saw was the same sight. It was an endless void. Eventually, Jordan stopped trying to move, before she tried to wake herself up. "One, two, three... wake up..." She said.

"... Jordan Nichols," Jordan heard a very deep voice behind her, and she looked over her shoulder to see two bright red eyes, and a vague animal shape in the darkness. Jordan shuddered as a paw seemingly stepped out of the darkness and revealed the rest of the beast... It had the shape of a giant wolf that was the size of an elephant. Bright red piercing eyes, that was seemingly made out of a black mist - in fact, that same black mist accompanied the wolf where ever it stepped. Sometimes... Jordan swore the mist took the shape of skulls. It slowly marched over to Jordan, and she shuddered as she took steps back.

"... You have a debt to the light that must be repaid."

Now that the wolf was looming over her, Jordan was shuddering in fear, instinctively taking steps back. She sighed, as she repeated to herself, "It's just a dream, it's just a dream, it's just a dream..."

"This is no mere dream, Jordan Nichols, this is a warning," The wolf spoke again as it picked up the pace. "Two years ago, in the same event that took the life of Madison Brown, you were designated to die..."

Jordan tried to put distance between herself and the dog, but it quickly walked to her side, and turned it's head to look back at Jordan.

"... yet you live.... why is that?" It asked.

"I... don't know... who... what are you?" Jordan said as she took more steps backwards, nearly tripping on nothing.

"Now that you are Awakened, you can properly comprehend me... and comprehend the threat I pose..." The dog spat out, "I am an agent of death, maintaining the balance between life and death... you may refer to me..." The wolf turned towards her and stood straight up.

"As the Hound."

"Okay, Houndie..." Jordan said, "What do you want with me?"

""You cheated death, so now I am here to collect.... and return you to the source of all life..."

"... and h-how... w-what... I - what..." Jordan stopped for a moment as the Hound quickly doubled in size. Taking the size and girth of a two story house.

"I've simply come to offer you the choice... go now and peacefully." The Hound took a step, before shrinking, ending up the same size as Jordan - they were face level. It's red eyes pierced it's soul. "Or the hunt shall begin."

"... and if I r-refuse?" Jordan asked.

"Then I'll have to drag you back to it by force..." The Hound said, taking a step for every step backwards that Jordan took, "The light is very generous... and it has given you the gift of life, thought, and more... and yet, it can take as quickly as it gives..."

At this point, Jordan realized that backpedalling like a fool wasn't getting shit done. Jordan quickly whipped around, and broke off into a sprint. She couldn't run as fast as she used to with that leg, but she sure as hell was going to try. The Hound got further and further away, in this seemingly endless void, and she smiled....

... Then the Hound suddenly appeared right in front of her, the size of a football stadium this time. Jordan came to a stop, and screamed.

"... You cannot run from the cold embrace of death, Jordan Nichols. Nothing can. The second we are born, we all have a price to pay... and it's calling home. Now, that you have rejected my offer to come willingly; the hunt begins. Tell the other Awakened; where ever I appear... death follows. And I cannot stop, I will not stop, until I claim a life."

The Hound opened it's jaws wide, and swallowed Jordan whole....




"... Then I woke up... not a scratch on me..."

Kimberly thought about it for a minute... ever since what happened at the mill, she realized that there was a lot more going on in this dingy old town than she thought. That last dream was what, more or less, brought together the group last night. Could this dream mean something else? It sounds like this dog knows something... or could it just be Jordan's subconscious fears? It could just be Jordan's mind tormenting her over the guilt she feels. That could be it, plus the various stresses adding a supernatural element to it.

That was when Kim came to a verdict.

"Well..." Kimberly trailed off, "I read somewhere that dreams are born from the inner-psyche, y'know, they're subconscious."

That caught Jordan's attention, and Kimberly continued, "I don't think it's anymore than a nightmare... right guys?"

At that moment, Kimberly's phone began to buzz, and she answered it without a second thought.

"Hi," a deep voice spoke, with a thick Austrian accent.

"... Hi." Kimberly meekly replied.

"This is Detective John Kimble," the voice continued with that same deep rumble, "Now I'm going to ask you a few questions, okay?"

Kimberly facepalmed.

"Who is your daddy and what does he do?" The soundboard echoed, distorted by the speakerphone which produced it.

"... Be serious, Nathan," Kimberly answered, somewhat annoyed by Nathan. "Are you coming to the trek, or not?"

"Well it's not exactly like I've got anything better to do, huh?" he remarked, before finally answering her question, "Yeah, I'm gonna head off in a few."

"Good, me Jordan, and a friend are also about to head there," Kimberly said, as she gazed at the group.

"Where are you at right now, anyway?"

"Grand Ridge."

"Oh shit, you got a dorm there?"

"Yeah, it's pretty nice," Kimberly bragged, "I got all sorts of decor-" A sharp look from Jordan reminded her to stay on track.

"... But, currently, we're at that friend's dorm."

"Yeah sure. You walking it or..."

"Nah, I have a car!" Kimberly said as she jingled her keys in the phone.

"Dick." Nate grumbled back.

"Where are we going again?" Rien put in, having gone back to the drawing and stopped paying attention. They were pretty sure Kim and Jordan had told them - but also, they couldn't remember. "You probably said but my memory is like a goldfish."

"On a hiking trip!" Kimberly energetically hopped to her feet, facing Rien. Forgetting that she was on the phone for a second.

"Technically, we're hiking and looking for someone" Jordan chimed in. "But, yeah, I consider this a... group exercise."

"Meet us at Grand Ridge, and I'll give you a ride straight to the meeting point," Kimberly said.

"Oh, right, yeah. That rings a bell," Rien gave a slight nod. Why had they agreed to this, though? They had no hiking things. "Sounds good to me, I can get ready pretty quickly... after I draw myself some hiking gear."

"Go ahead," Jordan said, "Two of us still have plenty of preparing to do." She nodded towards Kimberly.

"Haha sure," Rien nodded, though they first got up to grab a bag and shove some possibly useful things. Then they rummaged in a drawer, finding an old sketchbook right at the bottom. "You know I'm serious about the drawing thing, right?"

Jordan got up, and faced Rien, before saying, "I'm serious, too, right now."

"We should probably get ready fast," Kimberly said, "It's almost time to meet up!"

"Well, I can probably draw in the car," Rien glanced away from Jordan and over at Kimberly, trying not to look too excited about this whole ability thing. "Don't want to keep anyone else waiting! I'm ready otherwise."

Kimberly smiled, "Then let's go!"




In no time, the vehicle pulled up to the meeting spot. Kimberly parked her vehicle by the road, concealed by bushes. So in case any pesky police officers come by, they won't notice the conspicuously parked vehicle. Kimberly was the first to come out of the vehicle, wearing boots, leggings, and a purple padded vest. Hauling around a backpack over the shoulder, and a camera in the other hand, Kimberly was quite excited to get some shots past the forbidden areas of the forest. Their photography professor would be most impressed. Jordan, on the other hand, was wearing the thickest jeans she had, the heaviest boots she had, and the warmest jacket. Because she knew it was cold in this forest... but otherwise, she followed after Kimberly, with the threat of the "Hound" looming over her shoulder.

Nate emerged wearing his usual garb of a shirt, hoodie and yet another pair of dark-shaded cargo pants, grey by the looks of things. In his defence, the shirt was a thermal and he'd had the sense to wear his boots, but otherwise it looked like he hadn't brought anything else with him.

Rien came out last behind the other three, having thrown on the thickest jacket they had and a pair of hiking boots. Other than it it was just their normal clothes and a back pack filled with very little, aside from the sketch pad. She was munching on an apple that she'd pulled out of the stick note (weirdly coloured but tasted alright) and followed after them all to join the group.

They walked up to the meeting spot, lead by Kimberly, and she was the first to catch sight of the group. Despite her reservations, she was ready to give this her all. She smiled, raising her hand up into the air and said,

"We're here everybody!"





Mount Ever Reaching – Fence Line


Honestly, Caelea didn’t know why she was doing this. Well, she sort of knew why – she’d been roped into it by Claire. While Caelea had to admit it was nice to be dragged into something for once (that wasn’t some shit party Hagan invited her to), she really hadn’t thought this through until she was half way on her walk there.

This was searching for Britney’s cousin. That meant Britney would be there. The last time Caelea had seen Britney… well it really hadn’t gone well. Caelea was more than happy to punch her again if she wasn’t honest. But her main plan was to just avoid the stuck up girl as much as possible. If the group was reasonably sized that she could be easy enough. If not? Well Caelea was pretty good at ignoring everyone around her.

Honestly there was another reason she wanted to avoid conflict. Since this little trip wasn’t exactly going to be safe Caelea had come armed with a hunting knife she’d nicked off her father ages ago. She didn’t really want to get arrested for murder (and she knew who would win in an actual fight between them). She’d also brought along her swiss army knife and a punch of other hopefully useful things in her backpack (food, water, compasses and the like).

They arrived a bit late, but not much, and just joined the group without saying anything. They offered a wave to Claire but didn’t particularly recognised anyone else. They figured it was just better to keep their mouth shut for just now. For good measure they stuck one headphone in – it would be useful to drown out the words of a certain person she didn’t get on with.

Hello xD I meant to write a post, but family stuff got in the way (and a more demanding rp time wise)
I'm going to try do a post tomorrow or Tuesday! Exams and family weekend finally out of the way
Still here! And still dying to exams - I'll be more active from Sunday :)
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Ahhh, my brother is going for computer science at his university. He's drowning in work and I haven't seen him in forever because of that. He's the smart kid of the family who graduated valedictorian, so it really says something when he's telling me that he might fail out xD


God yeah computer science is like... not as easy as people think it is and so much work >< I mean I was top for computing at highschool and now I'm just dying xD

It ain't fun (but money after uni)
@Polaris North I hope so, and hopefully get the grades to get into 3rd year ahah (first year was so easy for me cause in Scotland it's a joke tbh) xD Oh god... good luck with that, I have a few friends who are med students and it does not sound fun
@Polaris North Yup! Thanks xD It's the joys of doing Computing Science at uni - I had 2 exams yesterday for a total of 6 >< what a bad decision I made
I'm not sure if I'll be able to get a post done before next weekend, sorry ^^" I've got 4 exams this upcoming week and then spending next weekend itself with family so got very little time to write ;-;
@HushedWhispers no worries! I'm actually super busy the next two weeks with exams anyway and may not be able to post >< but will try - nice that you ain't closing the rp and well try our best to keep it alive!
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