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Lord Wraith
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Reluctantly retired roleplayer.
Except when I'm not.
Why are you here when you should be writing posts?
You can edit a bad draft, but you cannot edit a blank page.
Except when I'm not.
Why are you here when you should be writing posts?
You can edit a bad draft, but you cannot edit a blank page.
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@Bee, @Pirouette, @Redrum, @Dusksong, @G3njii, just wanted to touch base with those of you who I haven't heard from in case I accidentally exceeded the Guild's tagging limit when I announced the OOC was live. If you're no longer interested there's no need to respond but otherwise, I'm looking forward to whatever character you're working on.
Let me know if you have any questions or concerns.
Let me know if you have any questions or concerns.
5. Profit
Joseph's got his own thing going at the start, so no need to baby me.
But I like it when you call me daddy.
Alright, folks, I'm plotting out the first IC post and I'm just curious, is anyone intending on running their own plot or will you all be looking for a shove in the right direction out of the gate? I just need to know so I can plan accordingly.
I have a question about Kaitlyn Sewart's disappearance. Are the local authorities/police investigating her disappearance? I ask because the post I'm working on has a scene where Alexander is in a local McDonald's (which I'm sure still exists) where a news report from a local T.V. station catches his attention, which leads to him remembering Elroy mentioning the missing girl earlier in the day.
The police are involved, they are the ones organizing the community search party.
@Lord Wraith
Won't be posting for a while, mostly because I don't feel like it at the moment (and between this and that long fanfic I'm working on I need a little break). It won't be too long before I post again, but it won't be anytime soon. Just letting you know.
You're only expected to post once within a ten day period and I've been fairly lenient on that as well so no rush from me.
@Lord Wraith
Don't worry I'll have him remember the missing student and join the search. I'll probably edit into the post I just made. It may not seem like much but I'm doing all of this on a phone using mobile data, so it took me a while.
Save it for your next post, if you edit it into the current post it might get missed.
M A T H E R M E M O R I A L H I G H S C H O O L:
Tuesday, August 21st, 2018 - 02:50pm | The ‘Loft’
Noah could feel Ivy’s eyes on him as he packed up his belongings before bracing against his crunch. Taking a hold of it, he stood up from his seat on the couch, quickly looking away from the beautiful redhead as he did so. His cheeks flushed red as his mind wandered to the idea of asking Ivy to the dance before he quickly dismissed the thought as the fantasy that it was.
The first day of the Hyperhuman Social Conscience Program had been interesting to say the least. If the class he had just experienced was anything to go off of, this was going to be an easy credit and a complete fluff class. A bunch of high school students weren’t about to revolutionize Hyperhuman rights, but hey if Jonas wanted to sit in the dustiest classroom and talk philosophy then Noah had no problem with that.
It was interesting that Elroy had brought up the proposition of the search party to the class in the school mostly likely to be able to help and less likely to care. Kaitlyn Stewart had been a member of the cheerleading squad, a real ‘Raven’ try-hard and among the school’s popular clique. She wasn’t exactly the kind of girl to go out of her way to be kind to someone outside of her clique, let alone a Hype.
Still, Noah had already been looking for her and he wasn’t the type to wish ill on anyone so he’d be showing up to help. Though it wouldn’t be as himself, Noah Gallagher was far from athletic and the woods were not the best of places for a man who hobbled along with a crutch. However, ‘Shadow’ as Ivy had named one of his other forms was far more equipped for the woods.
The first day of the Hyperhuman Social Conscience Program had been interesting to say the least. If the class he had just experienced was anything to go off of, this was going to be an easy credit and a complete fluff class. A bunch of high school students weren’t about to revolutionize Hyperhuman rights, but hey if Jonas wanted to sit in the dustiest classroom and talk philosophy then Noah had no problem with that.
It was interesting that Elroy had brought up the proposition of the search party to the class in the school mostly likely to be able to help and less likely to care. Kaitlyn Stewart had been a member of the cheerleading squad, a real ‘Raven’ try-hard and among the school’s popular clique. She wasn’t exactly the kind of girl to go out of her way to be kind to someone outside of her clique, let alone a Hype.
Still, Noah had already been looking for her and he wasn’t the type to wish ill on anyone so he’d be showing up to help. Though it wouldn’t be as himself, Noah Gallagher was far from athletic and the woods were not the best of places for a man who hobbled along with a crutch. However, ‘Shadow’ as Ivy had named one of his other forms was far more equipped for the woods.
M A T H E R P A R K:
Tuesday, August 21st, 2018 - 06:01pm | Search Party Registration
The large black dog quickly padded along the outskirts of Mather Park as it lifted its nose into the air to take a whiff at the various smells surrounding the park. It would have helped if he had more of a reference to go on for Kaitlyn, but Noah was relying entirely on his memory of her sickly sweet perfume.
The air was filled with the smells of the various volunteers but overpowering all of that was the enticing aroma of hot chili and freshly steamed hot dogs that some of the community restaurants had come together to produce for the volunteers. Sticking to the pines, Noah skirted the outside of the park as he avoided the K9 Units the police had brought along to aid in the search.
Looking for a familiar face in the crowd, Noah felt his stomach growl as a fresh whiff of hotdog wafted in front of his sensitive nose.
Why not?
Running forward, Noah put his front paws up on the table as people gasped at the sight of the wolf-like dog, frozen in surprise as Noah quickly woofed down a couple of hotdogs before dashing off into the crowd again with a playful bark as he headed towards the St. Betran’s Church.
The air was filled with the smells of the various volunteers but overpowering all of that was the enticing aroma of hot chili and freshly steamed hot dogs that some of the community restaurants had come together to produce for the volunteers. Sticking to the pines, Noah skirted the outside of the park as he avoided the K9 Units the police had brought along to aid in the search.
Looking for a familiar face in the crowd, Noah felt his stomach growl as a fresh whiff of hotdog wafted in front of his sensitive nose.
Why not?
Running forward, Noah put his front paws up on the table as people gasped at the sight of the wolf-like dog, frozen in surprise as Noah quickly woofed down a couple of hotdogs before dashing off into the crowd again with a playful bark as he headed towards the St. Betran’s Church.
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