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[apolla]

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"Be Creative!"

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Welcome to the main thread!
Remember, keep all drama
IN CHARACTER.

In the town, the supernatural
is very, very real.

Beginning Setting:
Late August
Early evening, an hour or so
before sunset.
Still warm out, but cooling off
after sundown.

The car has just broke down.

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[apolla]

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[div class=container][div class=border][div class=name]Katherine Simonson

[div class=role]kitty kat[/div] [div class=image][/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]"What happened?" Snapping to attention as the car jerked to a stop, she blinked a few times and looked towards their driver. Kat quickly figured out that they'd broken down, and groaned out loud. "For real? What happened?" Not exactly expecting a prompt answer, she pushed open the door to get out and stretch her legs. "Jesus, this place is a dump." She grimaced as she stretched, looking around at the run down, deserted looking shops. "Doesn't look like we'll have any shopping excursions here." Frowning, she lowered her arms back to her side. "Or much of anything?" Taking a few steps away from the car, she huffed and crossed her arms. "I need a better bed. And some food. Aren't you guys hungry, too?" This road trip had seemed like an awesome idea, although now, she wasn't so sure. Especially with the car breaking down. Deciding to go around to the hood of the car, she peered into the depths that someone had opened, her frown deepening. "What the hells wrong with it?" [/div][/div] [div class=info][div class=text]MOOD: annoyed. LOCATON: by the car. TAGS: Andrew ( jasmyn ); Etty ( Twin Fantasy ); Daniel ( thefinalgirl ); Isaac ( mogy ); Willow ( Winona ).[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div] [class=container] width: 450px; height: 630px; margin: auto; cursor: url(https://66.media.tumblr.com/232c090ebdd37ae4bc17adb54e1e0344/tumblr_inline_ol4nwhvSwg1uxxza6_75sq.png), auto!important; [/class] [class=border] position: absolute; width: 450px; height: 630px; background: #f1f1f1; margin: 0 auto; border: 1px solid #ccc; [/class] [class=name] position: relative; top: 20px; line-height: 80%; margin: 0 auto; text-align: center; font: 27px Abril Fatface; color: #333; text-transform: uppercase; [/class] [class=role] display: inline-block; position: relative; top: 15px; left: 50%; transform: translateX(-50%); line-height: 80%; margin: 0 auto; text-align: center; font: 9px Verdana; background: var(--accent-1); padding: 5px; color: #fff; text-transform: uppercase; [/class] [class=image] position: absolute; top: 90px; left: 0; height: 160px; width: 450px; background: var(--image); background-size: cover; background-position: center; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(100% 0, 100% 100%, 0% 100%, 0 0, 50% 12%); clip-path: polygon(100% 0, 100% 100%, 0% 100%, 0 0, 50% 12%); [/class] [class=info] position: absolute; bottom: 0; left: 0; height: 30px; width: 440px; padding: 0px 5px; font: 11px Verdana; background: var(--accent-1); color: #fff; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 28px; white-space: nowrap; overflow: hidden; [/class] [class=text] display: inline-block; padding-left: calc(100% + 5px); animation: {post_id}marquee var(--time) linear infinite; [/class] [class=textbox] position: absolute; left: 0; top: 250px; width: 433px; height: 316px; overflow-x: hidden; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-line; line-height: 125%; padding: 17px 0px 17px 17px; [/class] [class=scroll] width: 100%; height: 100%; overflow-y: scroll; padding-right: 17px; text-align: justify; color: #333; [/class] [animation=marquee] [keyframe=0] transform: translate(0, 0); [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] transform: translate(-100%, 0); [/keyframe] [/animation]

 

[jasmyn]

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andrew | 20

the dad friend

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The road trip, up until now, had been great. The open road and all of Andrew's friends, even stopping at a few landmarks and signs for pictures had been a blast. Now though, the van they had rented seemed to come to a sudden halt just as they entered a small ghost town. He groaned, jumping out and walking around as he ignored the questions from his friends about what was going on.

Popping open the hood made the problem obvious to him, causing him to shake his head in frustration. He got down and slid under the vehicle slightly to double-check his suspicions before standing back up and brushing himself off. "I'm pretty sure it's the starter. I'd need a new part to get it running right again," he explained. "It could take a few days, at the very least. It has to be ordered," he added.

He took a look around at the town they'd managed to land in. Just their luck. Of all the places they had passed through, this was the one they were stuck in? He sighed and turned to face the group again. "Well, we gotta get used to it here because it looks like we're staying," he said quite matter-of-factly. He was sure that no one would be happy about sticking around here but it wasn't like they had much of a choice.

"Here, I'll help with the bags," Drew offered as he walked towards the back where all their luggage was located in the trunk and opened in. Some of the bags toppled out. "Can someone find a hotel?" he called out as he picked the bags up off the floor. He grabbed a few of them, as much as he could carry and turned to face Kat. "We can something to eat as soon as we settle somewhere," he promised.

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run down town.

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human friend group.

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[MadiRaiCat]

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↓ stella.

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A cool breeze drifted through the open window of the one bedroom apartment, dragging along the linen curtains and fluttering the edges of a forgotten newspaper and bringing the smells of the outside world with it. There w as cedar and dew, fresh grass and sea salt, all mixing together in perfect harmony. But underneath all of that was the unmistakable feeling of death, a bad omen for any with a soul who dared to enter the forgotten town. The apartment contrasted the town with its warm bright colors and bits of personality. It had an open floor plan where the kitchen flowed into the dining room than the living room. Only the bedroom and the restroom were separated away. Colored in a palette of neutral tones, all the accent pieces were set in reds, oranges, and yellows. To be honest, there just was a life in the apartment that wasn't really seen elsewhere in Shadowthorne.

A woman of soft auburn hairy and icy blue eyes sat at a dark wood writing desk, scribbling away in a black leather-bound notebook with a red fountain pen. Running a manicured hand through her hair in exasperation, Stella attempted to write down everything she could remember happening in that day. It was a routine, something she did every evening in an attempt to keep track of her memories. She had been around for centuries and, after a while, it had become difficult to pull memories from the recesses of her mind. Stella had started the journals a while ago in hopes of being able to look back at them when she needed to remember. Consequently, the bookshelves in her home were lined with them, each continuing blurbs of different stories of her life.

Stella smiled softly as she finished writing, looking over the swirls of the words for a moment before gently closing the notebook. She returned it and her pen into their places in the top drawer of her desk, trying to decide what to do with the rest of her evening. But through the window came the cranking, grinding sounds of a car breaking down, and she couldn't help but be confused. Sure, a few of the creatures in town drove. But the voices that followed weren't any that she recognized. Stella stood from her desk and crossed to the window, spotting the crappy van and what seemed to be humans milling about around it. Tilting her head in confusion, Stella simply muttered to herself, "Well that's odd. Shadowthorne doesn't get humans."

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[thefinalgirl]

Daniel King
"Well, shit."​

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tags: Andrew jasmyn

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Taking off his airpods, Daniel sighed as the car stopped moving. He put away his sketch book while still playing the music that was in them. The boy was busy sketching designs for his father. Even though he was in art college, he still sent jewelry designs that consisted of multiple gemstones and themes that played with the idea of Tarot and its Major Arcanas. While the van still worked, he created a design for The Moon and The Sun, two polar opposites when compared by their definition. He stepped out of the van, looking at the dead places that surrounded him and his friends.

It was a ghost town, for sure. The hot breeze blew towards Daniel's direction, making the blonde feel a bit hot underneath his sweater. He thought that it was going to be a cloudy day, judging from the cloudiness of the morning earlier. Turning out to be a wrong assumption about the weather, he may have to remove his sweater if he doesn't want it to be soaked in sweat. Daniel sighed as he looked around for somewhere to stay while waiting for the car to be fixed. He scratched his head, proceeding to spot a small pharmacy with what appears to be a jukebox.

"I'll just carry my bags," Daniel spoke to Andrew with his monotonous tone as he grabbed his backpack and held his Polaroid camera in one hand while holding the film in another hand. "I'll just head to that pharmacy over there, shout my name if you find a hotel."

And with those words, he went on to the abandoned pharmacy, loading a Polaroid camera as he slowly approached the abandoned pharmacy. Passing through the front doors, the scent of heavy liquor mixed with spoiled food entered his nostrils. Daniel closed his eyes and took a deep breath of it, imagining how nice it must have been when the town still had residents. Opening his eyes, he proceeded to crouch near the jukebox and take a photo of it, shaking it as fast as he could to distort it. Looking at the Polaroid picture, it was a nice photo. But, he spotted something in the corner. There was a blonde in the corner, staring at the camera. It entranced Daniel, piquing his interest as he flipped his head and looked around. However, it was to no avail. The blonde man wasn't there. He grinned as he had a hunch that there was something special about this town.

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[Mayerin]

Noa Arc
Interaction: Katherin ( apolla ), Andrew ( jasmyn )

Noa traversed along the misty path, with pale sunlight shining down on the frequently-deserted road adorned with fractures of various sizes. Despite the morning that was enveloping the forgotten town, the sky was that of a grayish blue. The sense of melancholy held by the stacks of buildings facing the road she walked over--she landed over as she made small skipping occasionally, reminded her of the old times. The scents of the suspended tiny droplets of water along with damp stems of various trees, adorned with a whiff of smoke snapped her to her trance. Sniffing out the air and sensing the foreign scent, she sped her pace to what she thought of as the source. There, Noa stopped by a big mahogany tree few distances away and caught a sight of a couple of young adults standing by a van.

'They seemed...troubled.' was that of her first thought. Only when she spot a stash of luggage, did she sprang from her hiding spot--if one could call that one.

"Good morning, madame and monsieur," she began, with a friendly smile already attached on her face; a right hand rested on her left upper torso, "how can I be of assistance?"