SillyGoy

Fugitive Powers

Come out, Miriam. Wherever you are...

You can't hide forever.

Fugitive Powers

Timothy gave chase as far as the fence until he gave up. Such was his physical weakness that Miriam was already over the fence and had gained considerable distance whereas he was still inside of the Cemetery. Yet that did not mean that he would give up, for now he sought atonement for bringing disturbance to an unfortunate. Shaking his head at himself in disapproval and mild regret, he walked serenely into the streets, going via the gate proper.

He went by the carcasses of several broken vehicles as he went under the shadow of twin abandoned buildings. The cars blackened and twisted by the effects of flame, they were but a small testament to the great destruction brought about by the Civil War: a very unnecessary evil spawned from the ignorance of man and his predilections towards sin. Indeed, quite a sad display.

Regardless of it, an alleyway, dark, inconspicuous and the nearest wherefrom the girl had climbed over, attracted Timothy’s eye. Perhaps his quarry could be hiding there? With gentle steps, he went into its maw, his figure casting an ominous shadow onto the damp ground courtesy of the streetlamp directly behind him.

“Are you there, stranger?” He called out, his tone of voice placating, the dumpsters and garbage bags particularly having much of his eyes' attention. “I told you, mean no harm. I am just a humble seminary. You look down on your luck; do you need help?”

Gothic Lands: Gaia. [Dark-Medieval Fantasy]

Count me in, brother. Always a wonder how fantasy RP's are in such high demand (so people flock to their interest check threads like crazy) but so few in number.

What Lies Below

Transforming into something even more inhuman would probably earn more disgust than awe.

Aragonia, An Open-worlded, Plot & Character-driven RP.

We seem to be introducing a sort of system here, complete with preset spells. Is this going to be a freeform RP, or will actions have to be decided by crunching numbers and abiding to the system? How will we even implement it all? I'm rather overwhelmed by this.

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Queens, Woodside, Saint Michael's Cemetery

So deep into the night, it wouldn’t be wrong to call Timothy Aquinas a trespasser even with his background as a devotee and clerical assistant in the local parish. Though not too keen on it, he allowed himself to be one, as he ran his fingers over the rough texture of so many gravestones and his eyes read the names and dates inscribed upon them. Catherine, James, Lance -- it was hard to imagine a person out of any of those simple words, but there indeed was a person with that name, before they were abruptly snuffed away. Perhaps they were Empowered -- or Gifted, as Timothy liked to call his supernatural kindred -- or not, but they held common ground in that the dates of their deaths coincided with the Civil War.

Such needless waste of life. The impoverished Timothy came here partly to remind himself of the reason for his mission. Indeed, the bite of the evening breeze could have cut through to the bone, but his surroundings were serene and quiet, and this allowed him to think and contemplate deeply as he walked along the cobbled paths. Yet it was with mild surprise that he happened upon a figure up ahead, lit under a dim lamp post. He had an inkling that it was one of the groundskeepers of this place, until he saw the figure bury itself further into its blanket.

Smiling, he thought to greet his fellow trespasser in a tone of jest:

“Hey, you there. What’re you doing here? The Cemetery is closed.”

It was with a gentle voice that Timothy had spoken those words -- at least it was from his perspective -- yet perhaps he should have chosen a different wording, since the figure had bolted up and off headed away from him. Distressed at scaring away a poor soul, Timothy began to give chase, stretching out an arm like he could somehow reach Miriam from where he was and his relatively weak legs whirling into a sprint.

“Hey, wait!” He called out. “I mean no harm, stranger!”

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Miriam, because bumping into her would be really convenient in many ways and make the most sense given that Timothy is (or was) a seminary student.

Edit: Posted. Timothy was the one who asked Miriam what she was doing in the Cemetery as a friendly joke, with disastrous results.

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Huh, since Miriam's near a cemetery, I have this great idea that perhaps Timothy could bump into her.

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Oh, there will be more posts, soon as I figure out where to place Timothy.

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I assume people who have not been to New York suffer from a minor disadvantage of not knowing where anything is?