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APPLE ORCHARDS AND TORN DREAMS [OPEN]
Who: Open Log (All)
Where: Around the city (one prompt at the Green Valley school
Summary: Welcome Ceremonies, Dreams, Stirring a shadow hornet's nest. No big deal.
Warnings: N/A
As September begins, the apple orchards of Greenfield Valley school are bursting with thousands of apples of various flavors and colors. There's even an experimental breed that's blue!
Those who have been attending the school know that this means a few important things. The first (and most important of course) is that it means that fall vacation is coming in just a few weeks (despite school having started just a few weeks ago), the second is that the school's menu is going to have a high number of apple-themed dishes until winter, and finally, the opening ceremonies.
The opening ceremonies are - well - one would consider them mostly boring for typical schools. And truth be told, Green Valley is not an exception. A single camera posed at the school's main gymnasium, a large podium in the center. For those who can't be physically there, the school's televisions all synchronized to a live broadcast as does the audio feeds. You can't quite escape it. Yet most people don't - after all it's one of the rare times of the year where the principal appears to wish students good fortune.
The person who stands in the front, Ms Michelle Andersen, is the very definition of an ice queen. Her face is perhaps locked forever into an emotionless stare. Bright blonde hair with blue eyes, both contract to her orange and black outfit.
Behind her, three men, the vice principals, who tend to play the good cops to her bad cop routine and insist that most students call them by their first names unless something really bad has happened; Norman (the most average man on campus that no one would know who he was if it wasn't for his name tag), Jeremy (the tallest staff member standing at over 195cm, thin, a bit of a lisp but he always means well), and Felix (possibly the hairiest man on campus as far as the rumors go, muscular, and a black beard that matches his scowling face when he isn't laughing - which is usually all the time. In fact, he's holding back himself from doing so when Ms. Andersen speaks.)
The presentation is short, as the Principal wishes all the students a great year, gives a bit of data on the number of students (they are up 300 new students from last year), the number of important guests that have passed, then as quickly as she was there, she leaves, explaining that there are additional meetings and events she will explain in greatest detail in the upcoming months.
Afterwards the students are treated to the vice principals singing a welcome song (it goes as well as one would expect it to go), telling the students that they are free to pick as many apples as they want as long as they all get eaten, but everyone is limited to two of the new apples and report to the hospital wards if any of them feel anything unusual after eating them. Just in case.
When the ceremonies are done, students and staff can return to their day...although some of the staff can be heard commenting that the Principal seemed even more...cold this year. Of course asking them for details would just cause them to shoo anyone away and pretend they didn't say anything.
[OOC: Players are welcome to speak to themselves or go have some apples. It's a general school mingling prompt! Additionally, it will be possible to email the vice principals during that week should the characters want to talk with them or ask school questions. Typical school stuff.]
(Awakened prompt, Monday 4th, day and night.)
"Alright Lambs, time to get to work."
Luci's voice echoed in their phone, laughing. Was he doing a peace sign?
"There's only a few but they'll be useful. I want you to find them and see what you can do. Who knows! Maybe you might be better at this than me, although I doubt it heh heh heh…Now remember what I said! You have to get them to fall asleep...but there's no real rules for that!"
For the Awakened, the symbols above the Unawakeneds’ heads will be as clear as day - Luci will even go so far as play little musical tunes when the characters are close by or distract them using electronics. "Come on! Stop wasting time and do something!"
For the Unawakened who have a relative, it will be somewhat easy. It is the others that will be a pain. Maybe that's why Luci asked for help. Or maybe he just wanted to see his 'lambs' struggle. "Get them to bed! It's not that hard! If you have trouble, just show them the program I've put into your phone and toaster! Or knock them with your toaster first if you want, I don't care! Just go in teams when you go after them, got it?"
It's obvious that 'sleeping' as far as Luci is concerned, is when someone is unconscious - he seems to almost want someone to knock an Unawakened out and then drag him into a room and let themselves go to sleep.
Once the task is done, and the place is secure, the characters will have to do the same. While the hypnotic wheel from the program is the easiest way, there's no hard rule about knocking oneself out either.
MINDJACK
Once the characters get inside, they'll be in the person's mind and dreams. Eddan's memories are predominant, and the unawakened will be standing there wandering around. It will be up to the Awakened to peel back the fabric of reality, much like curtains and show them the true memories of their past...
But beware. Shadows lurk here, and transforming will be necessarily. And if a character dies in someone else's dream...they might never wake up. So be careful...
The main mission is to showcase the person a few memories. Give them an idea that something might be amiss...it can be a little or a lot. Just be careful that the more memories, the stronger the shadows become... When both are done and awaken, ten minutes will have passed. Perhaps it will be time for question afterwards.
[OOC:The Unawakened characters need to be isolated for the program to run, and so do the players, so half the 'fun' will be setting up the traps so that the characters will be alone.
Awakened might decide to have someone stand on guard while the others go to sleep with the Unawakened, or just all stupidly go together, or find an area where they won't be disturbed - everything is up to you.
The dreamscape can be anything the Unawakened desires! It could be good memories of their time in Eddan or bad memories, a mixture of both, or just silly dreams. Whatever it is, the Awakened will need to 'peel' those memories away - for example showing them that their mother was someone else in their other life, or even directing the person to a mirror so that they can see their true selves. But for each memory - both good or bad, shadows will start to attack both the Unawakened and Awakened. Be careful and let the mods know if a mission goes REALLY bad.]
Where: Around the city (one prompt at the Green Valley school
Summary: Welcome Ceremonies, Dreams, Stirring a shadow hornet's nest. No big deal.
Warnings: N/A
"Are you ready my black lambs? Let's get to work..."
Apple Picking (General Prompt)
As September begins, the apple orchards of Greenfield Valley school are bursting with thousands of apples of various flavors and colors. There's even an experimental breed that's blue!
Those who have been attending the school know that this means a few important things. The first (and most important of course) is that it means that fall vacation is coming in just a few weeks (despite school having started just a few weeks ago), the second is that the school's menu is going to have a high number of apple-themed dishes until winter, and finally, the opening ceremonies.
The opening ceremonies are - well - one would consider them mostly boring for typical schools. And truth be told, Green Valley is not an exception. A single camera posed at the school's main gymnasium, a large podium in the center. For those who can't be physically there, the school's televisions all synchronized to a live broadcast as does the audio feeds. You can't quite escape it. Yet most people don't - after all it's one of the rare times of the year where the principal appears to wish students good fortune.
The person who stands in the front, Ms Michelle Andersen, is the very definition of an ice queen. Her face is perhaps locked forever into an emotionless stare. Bright blonde hair with blue eyes, both contract to her orange and black outfit.
Behind her, three men, the vice principals, who tend to play the good cops to her bad cop routine and insist that most students call them by their first names unless something really bad has happened; Norman (the most average man on campus that no one would know who he was if it wasn't for his name tag), Jeremy (the tallest staff member standing at over 195cm, thin, a bit of a lisp but he always means well), and Felix (possibly the hairiest man on campus as far as the rumors go, muscular, and a black beard that matches his scowling face when he isn't laughing - which is usually all the time. In fact, he's holding back himself from doing so when Ms. Andersen speaks.)
The presentation is short, as the Principal wishes all the students a great year, gives a bit of data on the number of students (they are up 300 new students from last year), the number of important guests that have passed, then as quickly as she was there, she leaves, explaining that there are additional meetings and events she will explain in greatest detail in the upcoming months.
Afterwards the students are treated to the vice principals singing a welcome song (it goes as well as one would expect it to go), telling the students that they are free to pick as many apples as they want as long as they all get eaten, but everyone is limited to two of the new apples and report to the hospital wards if any of them feel anything unusual after eating them. Just in case.
When the ceremonies are done, students and staff can return to their day...although some of the staff can be heard commenting that the Principal seemed even more...cold this year. Of course asking them for details would just cause them to shoo anyone away and pretend they didn't say anything.
[OOC: Players are welcome to speak to themselves or go have some apples. It's a general school mingling prompt! Additionally, it will be possible to email the vice principals during that week should the characters want to talk with them or ask school questions. Typical school stuff.]
Sound the Rebellion
(Special Prompt for the Unawakened, Monday the 4th)
The school's opening ceremonies aside, the Unawakened’s Monday was rather...strange. The night was plagued with restlessness as they heard the voice of someone laughing. Waking up feeling 'odd', although that differed between all of then - some would feel sick, others have a headache, or some just deciding that wearing a piece of clothing they haven't wanted to worn would look great right now. Perhaps they got a few comments from their relatives about how strange they were acting that day, or a worried glance if they felt sick. It might get dismissed with a wave of a hand.
After all, how can you explain that when they sometimes look upwards, they hear the sound of a child laughing and briefly see a symbol above their heads? Or that this somehow feels...fine?
Maybe in their new state of mind, they might not even notice the people that keep following them around...
The school's opening ceremonies aside, the Unawakened’s Monday was rather...strange. The night was plagued with restlessness as they heard the voice of someone laughing. Waking up feeling 'odd', although that differed between all of then - some would feel sick, others have a headache, or some just deciding that wearing a piece of clothing they haven't wanted to worn would look great right now. Perhaps they got a few comments from their relatives about how strange they were acting that day, or a worried glance if they felt sick. It might get dismissed with a wave of a hand.
After all, how can you explain that when they sometimes look upwards, they hear the sound of a child laughing and briefly see a symbol above their heads? Or that this somehow feels...fine?
Maybe in their new state of mind, they might not even notice the people that keep following them around...
Better than a GPS
(Awakened prompt, Monday 4th, day and night.)
"Alright Lambs, time to get to work."
Luci's voice echoed in their phone, laughing. Was he doing a peace sign?
"There's only a few but they'll be useful. I want you to find them and see what you can do. Who knows! Maybe you might be better at this than me, although I doubt it heh heh heh…Now remember what I said! You have to get them to fall asleep...but there's no real rules for that!"
For the Awakened, the symbols above the Unawakeneds’ heads will be as clear as day - Luci will even go so far as play little musical tunes when the characters are close by or distract them using electronics. "Come on! Stop wasting time and do something!"
For the Unawakened who have a relative, it will be somewhat easy. It is the others that will be a pain. Maybe that's why Luci asked for help. Or maybe he just wanted to see his 'lambs' struggle. "Get them to bed! It's not that hard! If you have trouble, just show them the program I've put into your phone and toaster! Or knock them with your toaster first if you want, I don't care! Just go in teams when you go after them, got it?"
It's obvious that 'sleeping' as far as Luci is concerned, is when someone is unconscious - he seems to almost want someone to knock an Unawakened out and then drag him into a room and let themselves go to sleep.
Once the task is done, and the place is secure, the characters will have to do the same. While the hypnotic wheel from the program is the easiest way, there's no hard rule about knocking oneself out either.
MINDJACK
Once the characters get inside, they'll be in the person's mind and dreams. Eddan's memories are predominant, and the unawakened will be standing there wandering around. It will be up to the Awakened to peel back the fabric of reality, much like curtains and show them the true memories of their past...
But beware. Shadows lurk here, and transforming will be necessarily. And if a character dies in someone else's dream...they might never wake up. So be careful...
The main mission is to showcase the person a few memories. Give them an idea that something might be amiss...it can be a little or a lot. Just be careful that the more memories, the stronger the shadows become... When both are done and awaken, ten minutes will have passed. Perhaps it will be time for question afterwards.
[OOC:The Unawakened characters need to be isolated for the program to run, and so do the players, so half the 'fun' will be setting up the traps so that the characters will be alone.
Awakened might decide to have someone stand on guard while the others go to sleep with the Unawakened, or just all stupidly go together, or find an area where they won't be disturbed - everything is up to you.
The dreamscape can be anything the Unawakened desires! It could be good memories of their time in Eddan or bad memories, a mixture of both, or just silly dreams. Whatever it is, the Awakened will need to 'peel' those memories away - for example showing them that their mother was someone else in their other life, or even directing the person to a mirror so that they can see their true selves. But for each memory - both good or bad, shadows will start to attack both the Unawakened and Awakened. Be careful and let the mods know if a mission goes REALLY bad.]
wouldn't they have to admit they're dating first
[he growls the retort lowly, petulance watered down only by the strain which their actions had already inflicted upon him. there certainly was something tempting about the potential to hear Kit make that beautiful gagging noise again - it was far more melodious than his amusement at his expense.
unfortunately the threatening noise trails off into something closer to a groan as the other boy decides to be cruel and taunt him with just enough stimulation to get a rise out of him. it makes him squirm momentarily, knees pressing up against his companion.]
Give me a reason to and maybe I will.
[even so, he still found it within himself to be stubborn and challenging. passivity wasn't a word that existed anywhere in Vincent's dictionary, except perhaps as an insult. it would take a Herculean feat to goad him into sitting still, even with his dick being played with so (presumably) skillfully.
hands alight atop Kit's in the meantime. rather than pull him from his hips, they simply rest there with a moderate grip. just another form of connection, something a little less fraught with peril for the time being.]
hmm you raise a good point
[As it was incentive for Kit to take things a bit more slowly. The last thing he needed was to wind up back at the hospital tonight and have to explain to either of his parents how Vincent had gotten injured. They knew this side of him existed, but they didn't need it paraded in front of them.
Especially after Vincent had exposed the bite mark on his throat earlier.
...so sobering was that thought, Kit very nearly lost his appetite. Were it not for the challenge in his companion's voice and the way Vincent settled his hands atop his, he might even have changed his mind about proceeding. The other boy was not as accustomed to this as him. Possibly, it was even his first. The lack of experience was glaring.
But at least here he didn't feel watched. The blinds were closed. The neighbors asleep. And apart from the two of them and an army of plants, the house was empty. There was no one to judge what they chose to do or not do, or how they chose to do it.
And with that thought, Kit's mouth settled again over the head of Vincent's cock, teeth grazing across sensitive flesh and gently down the shaft, both a promise and a warning. Whatever it took, he would draw another groan out of him and make Vincent squirm.]
this is exactly why they've gotten no help whatsoever
to preserve his back for the time being he lays back down completely, hands remaining in place. the prick of teeth against his skin sends a frigid shiver running down his spine, but this time he's prepared and remains in place. if this was going to be a competition, he was determined to win it. no matter what happened, Kit would never know how little (or much) he was effecting his partner.]
this is fine...probably...not...
He didn't need to watch the way the outside lights from the neighbor's house next door stole into the room and rested like like an amber aurora across Vincent's skin: but he did. He absorbed the way the shadows of the other boy's face were eclipsed, searching in the darkness for any trace of expression he might glean from that angle.
Arousal was only one part of what they were doing, after all.
Was Vincent happy? If this was his first, as Kit suspected it was, would it be a moment he looked back on with fondness? Or would he look back with regret? That last thought stilled him, his hands momentarily twitching beneath the other boy's before they pulled away. Why did such a thing matter if none of the rest did? Or had all those concerns found a way to slip in under the door like so many mice? Had he unknowingly stepped into a trap of his own making?
He frowned, glad for the shadows and for the way Vincent had collapsed backwards. Probably, if his eyes were even open at all, he was looking everywhere else but at him. He wouldn't see the worry that graced Kit's features, or the reluctance he showed when he leaned back over him and wrapped his mouth around his erection again. Tongue teasing the tip with light flickers, his hands moving to fondle between his legs. He would focus on these things. Give Vincent what he wanted. And then...
What then? He didn't know. Maybe steal the boy's cigarettes and sit out back for a while to really clear his head.]
it'll...work out???
this was indeed the first time that he'd allowed anyone to make good on sexual advances, and for as ambiguous as he was feeling now Vincent couldn't help but believe this was a special moment. without noticing they'd tied themselves so tightly together that this was almost a natural outgrowth of everything they'd been through.
it was surprising to catch what he thought might be a glimpse of a troubled expression on his companion's face before he leaned in once more. could it be that he was as uncertain about this as Vincent? there was something strangely comforting about that, although he still didn't voice his concerns. Kit had withdrawn his hands - they were past words now.
the agonizingly wonderful attention his member was receiving drove nearly all thoughts from his mind. newly-freed hands dig into the bed and all his muscles tighten as he continues battling against giving anything away. that was what he'd wanted, wasn't it?]