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Been feeling as if you'd sort of, kind of, maybe like to consider a new character at Poly? Haven't had the chance to figure out whether they work for you in the setting or in general?
Just start a thread for them here with:
- in the title, and tag around! Alternatively, just comment to someone else's thread, either doing your own thing, assuming characters just met in the City, or maybe working off one of the following premises:
i. ...it's raining people! The character whom you're tagging missed the memo about perfect Fountain landings and ended up falling on your character instead.
OR
ii. ...ah, a lovely evening at a City shop or bar, when you've just realized you don't have the currency to pay your tab and you have to beg or steal it off someone else!
OR
iii. ...your characters are running up an endlessly high hill from a herd of rabid pandas.
Naturally, the meme is more than open to people who aren't currently at Poly, so pimp this to poor souls you're hoping to enable, it's the perfect time to lure'im in ♥
Charley Brewster | Fright Night (2011)
incomiiiiiiiiiiing
[Babyfaced and it is a weekday.]
Hey.
c:
[He doesn't know either. Great. Well, this could be a dream. Except it is lacking dead presidents and seems pretty linear.]
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OHAI
[Shut up Ed, you're having a grand old time and you know it, there's no need to be an asshat because he hurt your feelings for the billionth time.]
OH SHI--
PREPARE TO BE....SNARKED AT. BECAUSE YOU BROKE HIS HEART. ...only not.
[You will notice he's not trying to attack you! ...Yet. Hey, he's grown. Ish. ...He's also eaten recently, which helps.]
Sorry about the messy breakup, dude.
[As he sets his backpack down, there's... rattling? It almost sounds like Charley's packing stakes.]
...I'm sure he'll get over it? eventually.
Before or after the killing?
ehhh it's a toss-up, really.
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i had to. i had to. it wouldn't get out of my head.
it's all gooood.
[He shakes his head, reminding himself that this is a fucked up place--like the Twilight Zone, only with Evil running around.]
Charley Brewster, and-- [pause to look down at what he's wearing] --my girlfriend picked this out.
this is how it will happen when he gets here, too.
[Sure, why not? That's what Ed calls her.] Sorry. You look like a good friend of mine.
When? >_> I sense enabling.
No, it's cool.
enaaaables
I can only play three people at once!
d'oh...ok *sadface*
I could drop someone...
nnnn no don't
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now I almost want to see McGee smacking Mark for some gross comment or another.
It would be inevitable if he was around.
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Sorry, lady. Charley Brewster. [But she looks nice, so he smiles at her.] Hey.
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[ Dropping into the briefest curtsy. ] Miss Theresa Gray. Nice to meet you, Mr Brewster.
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You're supposed to be dead. Guy.
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Proximity wins out though, really.
She taps the nearest young man on the shoulder. ]
Excuse me, can you tell me...where we are?
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Uh... hey. We're in the City, but I have no idea which one or what that means.
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Strange magic.
[ A pause as she gets another look at the people milling about but also at Exhibit Closest to Her
A. ]Strange...clothes.
[ Though really the reverse is closer to the truth. ]
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