OK, thanks for including the link to your dice roll. I've made a dice roller for this game, and I posted a link on the original post here in the OOC.
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The Wolfman (starring Lon Chaney Jr.), Silver Bullet, The Howling, and Dog Soldiers are all good werewolf movies, what are you on about?
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The Wolfman (starring Lon Chaney Jr.), Silver Bullet, The Howling, and Dog Soldiers are all good werewolf movies, what are you on about?
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@IAmTheIsland no, but you do get to brag that you pay good money for the privilege of- (checks notes) "entering a grocery store"...
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I dunno, probly
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I ain't afraid of no basilisk, for I am the chosen one, armed with occam's razor and aided by pavlov's dog and shcrodingers cat, nobody can stop me
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@wheels depending on the context you can often get away with leaving the title for last. If you insist on a title while writing, a "working title" is a placeholder until you think of something better
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Bios are stupid; oh, sure, everyone can see them, but I bet nobody reads them.
Rude hand gestures and shpadoinkle, there.
No, I wasn't drunk when I wrote this, but I was very tired.
Rude hand gestures and shpadoinkle, there.
No, I wasn't drunk when I wrote this, but I was very tired.
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I know it's brief, but this is supposed to be tabletop, so there was only so much I could post of this conversation and still call it that, rather than a cut-scene :P
Also, sorry @ctrlsaltdel about assuming your character picked up the phone, if you want to write out whether or not you actually answer I'll make edits.
I know it's brief, but this is supposed to be tabletop, so there was only so much I could post of this conversation and still call it that, rather than a cut-scene :P
Also, sorry @ctrlsaltdel about assuming your character picked up the phone, if you want to write out whether or not you actually answer I'll make edits.
His cell phone rang, suddenly!
When he picked it up, a somewhat gravelly, but definitely old voice spoke up. "Mr. Pilgrim? My name is Marcus, I'm the keeper at the Old Cemetery, and I think I have an... 'Odd job', of sorts, that should interest you..."
"I don’t intend to waste your time, so I’ll get to the point: The Old Cemetery, as it's known, has been here for a long time; longer than you might guess. Many keepers have watched over it, this has been my role for more than 40 years, and I don’t intend for that to change, any time soon. However, some, what you might call 'extenuating circumstances' have dictated that I leave my post for a day, to tend to another matter, and those who I might normally call on, in these type of situations, are unavailable. The job I’m offering is simple: Act as it’s keeper, for 1 night, and 1 night only. A night that just so happens to be tonight!”
A pause, before this "Marcus" continued, “-I’m offering $2000 dollars cash, upfront, off the books, entirely!”
((make a Notice roll, please, and post your result at the top of your next post))
When he picked it up, a somewhat gravelly, but definitely old voice spoke up. "Mr. Pilgrim? My name is Marcus, I'm the keeper at the Old Cemetery, and I think I have an... 'Odd job', of sorts, that should interest you..."
"I don’t intend to waste your time, so I’ll get to the point: The Old Cemetery, as it's known, has been here for a long time; longer than you might guess. Many keepers have watched over it, this has been my role for more than 40 years, and I don’t intend for that to change, any time soon. However, some, what you might call 'extenuating circumstances' have dictated that I leave my post for a day, to tend to another matter, and those who I might normally call on, in these type of situations, are unavailable. The job I’m offering is simple: Act as it’s keeper, for 1 night, and 1 night only. A night that just so happens to be tonight!”
A pause, before this "Marcus" continued, “-I’m offering $2000 dollars cash, upfront, off the books, entirely!”
((make a Notice roll, please, and post your result at the top of your next post))
Udpate: I've added a map of the island to the drive folder.
Making final edits to the post, it'll be up no later than this evening.
Making final edits to the post, it'll be up no later than this evening.
Ok, I'll be working on the latest post, might have it up as early as tomorrow night!
Bonus content! I like listening to spooky stories, and this is the latest one.
Ok, nice start! I'm going to post again somewhere in the range of Sunday-Tuesday. A new request came in for the google drive, hoping to hear from that individual soon!
Made another edit to my last post so he's clearly stating he agrees to embark on the quest, so to speak.
Endless Autumn: Part 1
An island, framed in the seas by a peninsula and the mainland. A heavy mist surrounding it is settling, shrinking back from growing motes of light; the town waking up, it’s residents rising with the sun.
At the southern tip of Autumn Island, the neighborhood of Landington bustles about as they wait for the ferry to bring tourists and their disposable income.
In the Pine Barrens, unseen things scramble, as though fleeing the morning light, startling many birds.
All around the Homestead, scarecrows twitch in the wind, as though settling on their posts. Shutters, latched as though against a storm that never came open up, and livestock cautiously poke their heads out of their barns and shelters.
At the northern tip, the Horn Point lighthouse extinguishes it’s light. The fog horn sounding across the island, like a beleaguered sigh.
And in the Autumn Island Township, a single light, outside The Safe Harbor Cafe&Public House, illuminates a bulletin board. The light flickered as a shadow passed under, a soft laugh echoing in the fading mist, a slip having been torn from a flier on the bulletin board- The one that read "All In Investigations"...
An island, framed in the seas by a peninsula and the mainland. A heavy mist surrounding it is settling, shrinking back from growing motes of light; the town waking up, it’s residents rising with the sun.
At the southern tip of Autumn Island, the neighborhood of Landington bustles about as they wait for the ferry to bring tourists and their disposable income.
In the Pine Barrens, unseen things scramble, as though fleeing the morning light, startling many birds.
All around the Homestead, scarecrows twitch in the wind, as though settling on their posts. Shutters, latched as though against a storm that never came open up, and livestock cautiously poke their heads out of their barns and shelters.
At the northern tip, the Horn Point lighthouse extinguishes it’s light. The fog horn sounding across the island, like a beleaguered sigh.
And in the Autumn Island Township, a single light, outside The Safe Harbor Cafe&Public House, illuminates a bulletin board. The light flickered as a shadow passed under, a soft laugh echoing in the fading mist, a slip having been torn from a flier on the bulletin board- The one that read "All In Investigations"...
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In this case I intended it as "Edit to Add"
D'ah, I should have known, sorry.
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