August 22 2007
Natural Progression
Submitted by second_chance on Fri, 01/25/2008 - 19:24.
Who: Chance and Kaysen
When: After school
Where: Kaysen's House
After spending the afternoon with Jezebelle, Chance's mind shifted back to Kaysen. It didn't bother him that he'd ditched the remainder of school. It was a frequent habit last year, one that had gotten him into trouble on more than one occasion, so he knew what to expect once the school contacted his mother. Which was why he was avoiding going home at the moment. And he was perfectly fine with letting Kaysen distract him from that. He hadn't returned her text yet - which he knew had given her the last word, but he'd let that slide - she he drove to her house about an hour after school let out and parked across the street, glancing up at her window. Pulling out his phone, he sat there and flipped it open.
Still wearing that blackcherry stuff? He sent it off, looking out his window again, wondering if she was in her room.
Afternoon Fun
Submitted by tacithom on Fri, 01/25/2008 - 19:20.
Who: Thom and Isaac, Thom and Leija
Where: All over the damn place - aka, school, walk home, Thom's house
When: After school into the evening
NSFW
Thom sat on the wall near the back of the school, by the tennis courts, waiting for Isaac to show up. It was less crowded back here and he knew this was where Isaac was referring to when he'd referred to the usual place. He'd dumped most of his books in his locker tonight, just taking home the minimum, since he planned on being distracted for most of the time, firstly by Isaac, and then by Leija - the thought of her coming over tonight was just making him smile. She needed him! He was needed! He wasn't sure he'd ever been needed before - not really.
Isaac showed up, strolling along like he owned the place as per usual, fingers tucked into the pockets of his low-hanging cargo shorts. He'd had ... and interesting sort of afternoon, he guessed. And it was probably about to just get better, with whatever Thom had to tell him. He walked up on the wall and squinted up at his best friend. "What're you all grinny about?" he asked with a half-smile of his own. It couldn't have anything to do with Superbitch McWhoreslut, so it had to be something else.
Text Message to Isaac
Submitted by brokenisbetter on Thu, 01/24/2008 - 19:12.
To: Isaac
From: Peyton
Time: 9:45pm
Text to Thia
Submitted by go_boom on Tue, 01/22/2008 - 19:05.
Message received: Dean Conway - 08:02am
I have some more information about the dreams. Could we talk at some point. Dean
TIME UPDATE
Submitted by praelitismods on Tue, 01/22/2008 - 14:30.
Weather: The day dawns fresher for last night’s storm, clear and dry and not too hot with a pleasant breeze.
Events: People at school are starting to talk about the party that’s coming up at the weekend.
As for the psychics, the dreams continue, of course. The dream is largely the same, with only a stronger seeming pull towards the mouth of the shaft.
The Dream: Tonight the dream is back to its original start, the edge of town. Sweeping down the road and up the dirt track, the scene flows like a river, carrying the dreamer with it – up the track, across the rough ground, under the fence. At the second fence, the dream pauses as if the lack of a viable way through had stopped it, but only for a moment as the river of the dream melts through the wire fence and flows on towards the open ground. But unlike previous nights, the dream does not fail here and for the first time, the dreamer can see what is there.
A rockfall blocks the entrance to the mine – or what looks like it is the entrance to a mine to those who know what a mine looks like anyhow. To those who don’t, it would merely be a blocked entrance. A rectangle cut into the rock, secured by wooden posts and darkness swallows up any light that might have reached within. Years have passed since this was last opened, moss and weeds growing on and around the rocks, all is still. Years have passed since this was last opened, moss and weeds growing on and around the rocks, all is still.
Yet there is something else, almost indefinable, something swelling around the area, seemingly emanating from behind the rockfall. What it is is shifting – occasionally almost a cry for help, sometimes sobbing, sometimes something not human at all – the dreamer will not be able to fix on one particular aspect. The only thing that becomes clear is that there is something there, and it’s not something to be afraid of – it feels like something that needs help.
Light seems to pour out through cracks in the rocks from beyond the opening, and sharp, ear-splitting sounds start shrieking from it before the dream ends. Today the dream goes on for longer, the shrieking sound continuing and tonight that shriek will actually wake the dreamer from sleep with it’s intensity.
All characters who experience the dream will wake with a feeling that they need to go somewhere. They won't be able to pinpoint it on the map, but if they follow the feeling, it will lead them along the same road as the dream, out of Marquette along the I41, leaving the road this side of Negaunee and leading them up into the middle of nowhere (about 7 miles from Marquette) until they reach the same fencing etc. If they get over or through the first fence, there's a second fence about 1/4 mile further on and if they get through that there's the wide open expanse of ground. The feeling will die when they get to the shaft, and they'll be left with no 'feeling' about what to do next. Great - dream feelings to come to the middle of bloody nowhere...
If you have any events or anything going on which you think warrants a mention in the time update, please let us know!
