Welcome to Oakhurst!

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12 new people all come to oakhurst in search of different things. Knowledge, work, freedom.. They all seemed to believe that it was an abandoned town, til they met the townsfolk who claimed to live there..

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Twelve different people walk into the town of Oakhurst, a lively town that was bustling with people—despite the stories of it being a ghost town.

Some come in for work, writing, memories; none of it matters, however. Most of them have similar goals in finding out the mysterious history of this settlement, and the best place to start would be the reclusive Mayor, Louis, and his husband, Owen.

Can all of the new townsfolk figure out the history of this place, and in turn get out of this absolute hellhole of a town? And why 200 years ago all documents of any people were destroyed, as if they just disappeared?

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(Started vampires smp episode 1 and 2. I don't know any of these people at all, Is Scott always like this? How do you guys take the blocky figures seriously? They are blocks. Why have you guys voted for Avid and Scott being a somewhat stable fusion, I feel like they would be arch enemies. Who is Cherry? Is it a reference to Apokuna's irl partner or something? Also Apokuna is my favourite thus far and I want the guy that speaks really weird for literally no reason to die first. -Mod)

One of us One of us One of us One of us!

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ONE OF US ONE OF US !!

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MUSES IN THIS POST: OWEN, LOUIS, TOWNSFOLK, ANONYMOUS TROUBLEMAKER (ONE-OFF MUSE)

It was a big event. Whenever Louis hosted big events they always had to be extravagant—extravagant and gorgeous. Very fitting for him, Owen must say.

It's been 100 years since Louis properly stepped up as mayor again, and 50 years since Oakhurst was returned to it's former glory. He says 'glory', but all of the souls that were previously in Oakhurst were rotten.

Owen steps up aside Louis, leaning close to him. Louis requested that he came to this event, and he could never bring himself to deny his husband, even though he always gives him the choice to decline.

The lumberjack gives a quick look at the crowd, bowing his head curtly as he wraps his arm around his partner. Usually he would full on hug Louis, but it was a public and formal event.

Louis cleared his throat, gazing upon the crowd. He gave them a warm smile. "Welcome, people of Oakhurst, new and old! It's the 5 year anniversary of when I stepped up as mayor of this town. So, me and my husband have decided to host a banquet!" That was a cover up, but it was still the anniversary—just not a 5 year one, it was the 100 year anniversary.

A loud cheer echoed throughout the crowd, and the townsfolk who knew of the vampirism giggled amongst themselves at the lie—it was mainly the people who have been here for around a decade that knew, however there were some new ones that apparently had been let in on the 'town secret'.

All the people who didn't know about the secret gave the people that giggled dirty looks, as if they were being disrespectful—in hindsight, it would've looked like they were.

... However someone in the crowd looked quite peeved. Their hands were balled into fists, and they shoved their way through the mob, looking closely it seemed like they had some sort of weapon in their hand. "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE THE LOT OF YOU! I KNOW YOUR SECRET, YOU'RE A-" The person was quickly struck down by an old lady, who restrained them with some sewing yarn that she had in her purse.

Now seeing the person shackled, the crowd started booing them—to which Louis tried his best to calm them down, but to no avail. He saw them get thrown out of the horde and firmly grimaced, covering his mouth with his hands. Owen didn't care as much as Louis, but he still patted his husband's back sympathetically.

Louis cleared his throat to gain the attention of the assembly of people, who had just finished dealing with the troublemaker. He seemed much more nervous than he was when he started his speech, "Uhm, thank you all for dealing with that person, even if the methods you used were rather... violent in nature," he winced, "the banquet may begin, there's wine and other things of the sort on the tables placed around you."

Louis did a quick bow, before hurrying himself and Owen off the stage. "Pleasing the crowd is such a tough feat." He muttered, to which Owen gave him a quick peck on the cheek in an attempt to make him feel better, which it did.

The two gazed off into the sea of people, watching them all chatter amongst themselves. Louis offered a hand to Owen, and the two stepped into the crowd hand-in-hand.

Muse: Anonimous troublemaker

While at first Dante fully intendes to enjoy the anniversary to get himself aquainted with the town, when he saw the mob and the mayor roughed up someone for speaking out uncomfortable memories arose from his mind. After all, as a demonologist he has saw good people do terribile things too many times to count, especially when they had authority.

So, he sneaked out of the celebration and immidiately tried to find that poor man, both to help him, calm him down before he does something drastic, and gain new information on the rumors that were the reason he was chosen for the mission.

(Apo already untied him)

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While searching outside the man stands against the building wall while holding his head. Whoever had hit him on the head must've hit hard. As the priest comes close he can hear the man whispering to himself, its impossible to make out what he's saying but he seems to be talking at a fast pace, and he sound angry? In distress? Again, its hard to make out.

As you come closer the man looks up and spots the priest and takes a step back, he doesn't know who this unfamiliar man is but he can't be too careful, there are vampires here and he knows that. If only he had a way to prove it, to make them realize that vampires aren't good, they hurt humans!

"who are you??" The troublemaker says as he takes another step back, his voice is still quiet but understandable now. He sounds worried, like the priest could come at him at any moment.

All of this only makes him pity the poor man more, and more sospicious of the crowd and the mayor for this kind of brutality "someone who is here to help" the priest says firmly, with a posture that indicates he is not a threat.

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The man stops walking backwards, but he's ready to flee at any moment if he has to. The priest doesn't seem like a big threat, but it all be a trick. What if the mayor sent him to finish him off after the little show he put on?

"Did the mayor tell you to come? Are you one of them?" If the poor man could he would be asking much more questions, as the only thing going through his head right now is questions. Does this man believe him? Is he a creature of the night? And so on..

He keeps the non threatening posture as he comes closer "no, the mayor doesn't have any idea I am talking to you, and I am not a vampire, and I can prove it" he takes a bite out of some garlic he bought for this kind of situation

After he finishes chewing, he points to the direction of the church "we can go to the church if you don't want any of them to hear this conversation."

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The troublemaker believes him and eases up completely, the priest gained his trust.

"Alright I believe you" The poor man says while looking towards where the other man had pointed too, it was the run down church that had never been used in years. He decided it would be better to go in there and talk than stay out here, who knows if someone's listening.

"Yes, let's go there"

"Thanks" the priest says, before going towards the church and signing the troublemaker to follow him

Despite having been previously run down, the cleaning the priest had done the previous week made it seem pratically new, tough the confessional is somehow even cleaner.

The priest now takes a much more confident, but still very kind and calm, attitude "so, now that no one can hear us, who and how many of the people here do you suspect to be vampires?"

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The man stops at the sight of the old church actually looking like a church, for as long as he's lived he's never seen it this clean. There was never someone occupying the church in forever, probably because the mayor was a vampire and we all know vampires opinions with divinity. That's another thing to his list of reasons why they were vampires. The man is pulled out of thought when the priest attempts to speak to him.

"oh- right now.. Just the mayor, and his husband too, but he's a bit harder to prove.."

"That would explains why he is covering up the real reason about the rumors of this being a ghost town..." he says to himself "sorry for the blunt tone, but could you tell me the reasons and proofs towards him being a cursed being in general and then the ones about him being a vampire specifically?"

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"The rumors?" It seems that the mayor is hiding that from the townsfolk because he swears he's never heard any rumor about Oakhurst being a ghost town.

"Well I'm sure you heard that this church hasn't been used in years, well there's never been any sort of divinity here, that church hasn't been used in years because the mayor is a vampire!" And there he goes accusing the mayor again. "Have you met the mayor? or his husband yet? Did they act weird around you?"

His eyes seem to be filled at an imquisitive ligjt at the confusion towards the rumors, tough they do get a little snuffed out when the he hears the reason for the suspicion "As this town official priest, I have already met the mayor, and he seemed to be a very good and polite, tough pretty sospicious, man wich was only courious, and in no way hostile, about my position in the church" he sighs, "and about the vampirism, while I am leaning towards believing you, there are a lot of other supernatural creatures and non supernatural groups that are equally as secretly hostile towards the divine, so what are your reasons towards believing he is a vampire specifically?" His expression return on the kinder side "On the other side, you have convinced me that the mayor is very clearly hiding something big, so on that we agree and I thank you"

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"ok.. thats a start.." The man mutters to himself before continuing to defend his theory. "Well it isn't just that, I was just giving an example of something that sort of related to you. There's also the fact that he's barely ever seen outside during the day, and have you seen how his home lacks a lot of windows? Vampires burn in the sun!"

"That's already a start..." the priest keeps reflecting "does this place have any legal clause where the mayor own in some way, shape or form every house in the town?"

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The troublemaker stares at the priest blankly, he has no idea what he's talking about a legal clause, how would he even be able to get one of those?

"A what?"

The priest groans himsel "To simplify, is there any way for louis to use his authority as a mayor to invite himself to this town houses?"

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"I mean I've never seen him enter someones house, besides for the town hall and the more public buildings, most people just meet him at his house if they need something"

"That makes them being vampires very likely. What were you planning to do about it?" (Ooc: sorry for having to wait so long, I had forgotten to answer)

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"Uhm.. Really all I've just thought about proving myself.. But I guess try and get him and his husband away from Oakhurst before they hurt someone"

(dont worry!)

"Then I think the best strategy would be to silently find like minded people and trying to figure out what their plans are. Also, as long as we don't know exactly what powers they have, you should avoid confronting them in private, and we have already seen what happens if we try to confront them pubicly" Dante loves cases such as these when deescalation and his private objecties are actually the best strategies.

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"Alright, got it. Don't confront them, and try to find others. Thank you!" The man after finishing speaking just starts to make his way to the door in a hurry

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OPEN STARTER - LORE POST

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MUSES IN THIS POST: OWEN, LOUIS, TOWNSFOLK, ANONYMOUS TROUBLEMAKER (ONE-OFF MUSE)

It was a big event. Whenever Louis hosted big events they always had to be extravagant—extravagant and gorgeous. Very fitting for him, Owen must say.

It's been 100 years since Louis properly stepped up as mayor again, and 50 years since Oakhurst was returned to it's former glory. He says 'glory', but all of the souls that were previously in Oakhurst were rotten.

Owen steps up aside Louis, leaning close to him. Louis requested that he came to this event, and he could never bring himself to deny his husband, even though he always gives him the choice to decline.

The lumberjack gives a quick look at the crowd, bowing his head curtly as he wraps his arm around his partner. Usually he would full on hug Louis, but it was a public and formal event.

Louis cleared his throat, gazing upon the crowd. He gave them a warm smile. "Welcome, people of Oakhurst, new and old! It's the 5 year anniversary of when I stepped up as mayor of this town. So, me and my husband have decided to host a banquet!" That was a cover up, but it was still the anniversary—just not a 5 year one, it was the 100 year anniversary.

A loud cheer echoed throughout the crowd, and the townsfolk who knew of the vampirism giggled amongst themselves at the lie—it was mainly the people who have been here for around a decade that knew, however there were some new ones that apparently had been let in on the 'town secret'.

All the people who didn't know about the secret gave the people that giggled dirty looks, as if they were being disrespectful—in hindsight, it would've looked like they were.

... However someone in the crowd looked quite peeved. Their hands were balled into fists, and they shoved their way through the mob, looking closely it seemed like they had some sort of weapon in their hand. "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE THE LOT OF YOU! I KNOW YOUR SECRET, YOU'RE A-" The person was quickly struck down by an old lady, who restrained them with some sewing yarn that she had in her purse.

Now seeing the person shackled, the crowd started booing them—to which Louis tried his best to calm them down, but to no avail. He saw them get thrown out of the horde and firmly grimaced, covering his mouth with his hands. Owen didn't care as much as Louis, but he still patted his husband's back sympathetically.

Louis cleared his throat to gain the attention of the assembly of people, who had just finished dealing with the troublemaker. He seemed much more nervous than he was when he started his speech, "Uhm, thank you all for dealing with that person, even if the methods you used were rather... violent in nature," he winced, "the banquet may begin, there's wine and other things of the sort on the tables placed around you."

Louis did a quick bow, before hurrying himself and Owen off the stage. "Pleasing the crowd is such a tough feat." He muttered, to which Owen gave him a quick peck on the cheek in an attempt to make him feel better, which it did.

The two gazed off into the sea of people, watching them all chatter amongst themselves. Louis offered a hand to Owen, and the two stepped into the crowd hand-in-hand.

Muse: Anonimous troublemaker

While at first Dante fully intendes to enjoy the anniversary to get himself aquainted with the town, when he saw the mob and the mayor roughed up someone for speaking out uncomfortable memories arose from his mind. After all, as a demonologist he has saw good people do terribile things too many times to count, especially when they had authority.

So, he sneaked out of the celebration and immidiately tried to find that poor man, both to help him, calm him down before he does something drastic, and gain new information on the rumors that were the reason he was chosen for the mission.

(Apo already untied him)

lovers-after-death

While searching outside the man stands against the building wall while holding his head. Whoever had hit him on the head must've hit hard. As the priest comes close he can hear the man whispering to himself, its impossible to make out what he's saying but he seems to be talking at a fast pace, and he sound angry? In distress? Again, its hard to make out.

As you come closer the man looks up and spots the priest and takes a step back, he doesn't know who this unfamiliar man is but he can't be too careful, there are vampires here and he knows that. If only he had a way to prove it, to make them realize that vampires aren't good, they hurt humans!

"who are you??" The troublemaker says as he takes another step back, his voice is still quiet but understandable now. He sounds worried, like the priest could come at him at any moment.

All of this only makes him pity the poor man more, and more sospicious of the crowd and the mayor for this kind of brutality "someone who is here to help" the priest says firmly, with a posture that indicates he is not a threat.

lovers-after-death

The man stops walking backwards, but he's ready to flee at any moment if he has to. The priest doesn't seem like a big threat, but it all be a trick. What if the mayor sent him to finish him off after the little show he put on?

"Did the mayor tell you to come? Are you one of them?" If the poor man could he would be asking much more questions, as the only thing going through his head right now is questions. Does this man believe him? Is he a creature of the night? And so on..

He keeps the non threatening posture as he comes closer "no, the mayor doesn't have any idea I am talking to you, and I am not a vampire, and I can prove it" he takes a bite out of some garlic he bought for this kind of situation

After he finishes chewing, he points to the direction of the church "we can go to the church if you don't want any of them to hear this conversation."

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The troublemaker believes him and eases up completely, the priest gained his trust.

"Alright I believe you" The poor man says while looking towards where the other man had pointed too, it was the run down church that had never been used in years. He decided it would be better to go in there and talk than stay out here, who knows if someone's listening.

"Yes, let's go there"

"Thanks" the priest says, before going towards the church and signing the troublemaker to follow him

Despite having been previously run down, the cleaning the priest had done the previous week made it seem pratically new, tough the confessional is somehow even cleaner.

The priest now takes a much more confident, but still very kind and calm, attitude "so, now that no one can hear us, who and how many of the people here do you suspect to be vampires?"

lovers-after-death

The man stops at the sight of the old church actually looking like a church, for as long as he's lived he's never seen it this clean. There was never someone occupying the church in forever, probably because the mayor was a vampire and we all know vampires opinions with divinity. That's another thing to his list of reasons why they were vampires. The man is pulled out of thought when the priest attempts to speak to him.

"oh- right now.. Just the mayor, and his husband too, but he's a bit harder to prove.."

"That would explains why he is covering up the real reason about the rumors of this being a ghost town..." he says to himself "sorry for the blunt tone, but could you tell me the reasons and proofs towards him being a cursed being in general and then the ones about him being a vampire specifically?"

lovers-after-death

"The rumors?" It seems that the mayor is hiding that from the townsfolk because he swears he's never heard any rumor about Oakhurst being a ghost town.

"Well I'm sure you heard that this church hasn't been used in years, well there's never been any sort of divinity here, that church hasn't been used in years because the mayor is a vampire!" And there he goes accusing the mayor again. "Have you met the mayor? or his husband yet? Did they act weird around you?"

His eyes seem to be filled at an imquisitive ligjt at the confusion towards the rumors, tough they do get a little snuffed out when the he hears the reason for the suspicion "As this town official priest, I have already met the mayor, and he seemed to be a very good and polite, tough pretty sospicious, man wich was only courious, and in no way hostile, about my position in the church" he sighs, "and about the vampirism, while I am leaning towards believing you, there are a lot of other supernatural creatures and non supernatural groups that are equally as secretly hostile towards the divine, so what are your reasons towards believing he is a vampire specifically?" His expression return on the kinder side "On the other side, you have convinced me that the mayor is very clearly hiding something big, so on that we agree and I thank you"

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"ok.. thats a start.." The man mutters to himself before continuing to defend his theory. "Well it isn't just that, I was just giving an example of something that sort of related to you. There's also the fact that he's barely ever seen outside during the day, and have you seen how his home lacks a lot of windows? Vampires burn in the sun!"

"That's already a start..." the priest keeps reflecting "does this place have any legal clause where the mayor own in some way, shape or form every house in the town?"

lovers-after-death

The troublemaker stares at the priest blankly, he has no idea what he's talking about a legal clause, how would he even be able to get one of those?

"A what?"

The priest groans himsel "To simplify, is there any way for louis to use his authority as a mayor to invite himself to this town houses?"

lovers-after-death

"I mean I've never seen him enter someones house, besides for the town hall and the more public buildings, most people just meet him at his house if they need something"

"That makes them being vampires very likely. What were you planning to do about it?" (Ooc: sorry for having to wait so long, I had forgotten to answer)

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"Uhm.. Really all I've just thought about proving myself.. But I guess try and get him and his husband away from Oakhurst before they hurt someone"

(dont worry!)

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OPEN STARTER - LORE POST

SPECIFY WHICH MUSE YOU WOULD LIKE TO SPEAK WITH IN THIS STARTER.

MUSES IN THIS POST: OWEN, LOUIS, TOWNSFOLK, ANONYMOUS TROUBLEMAKER (ONE-OFF MUSE)

It was a big event. Whenever Louis hosted big events they always had to be extravagant—extravagant and gorgeous. Very fitting for him, Owen must say.

It's been 100 years since Louis properly stepped up as mayor again, and 50 years since Oakhurst was returned to it's former glory. He says 'glory', but all of the souls that were previously in Oakhurst were rotten.

Owen steps up aside Louis, leaning close to him. Louis requested that he came to this event, and he could never bring himself to deny his husband, even though he always gives him the choice to decline.

The lumberjack gives a quick look at the crowd, bowing his head curtly as he wraps his arm around his partner. Usually he would full on hug Louis, but it was a public and formal event.

Louis cleared his throat, gazing upon the crowd. He gave them a warm smile. "Welcome, people of Oakhurst, new and old! It's the 5 year anniversary of when I stepped up as mayor of this town. So, me and my husband have decided to host a banquet!" That was a cover up, but it was still the anniversary—just not a 5 year one, it was the 100 year anniversary.

A loud cheer echoed throughout the crowd, and the townsfolk who knew of the vampirism giggled amongst themselves at the lie—it was mainly the people who have been here for around a decade that knew, however there were some new ones that apparently had been let in on the 'town secret'.

All the people who didn't know about the secret gave the people that giggled dirty looks, as if they were being disrespectful—in hindsight, it would've looked like they were.

... However someone in the crowd looked quite peeved. Their hands were balled into fists, and they shoved their way through the mob, looking closely it seemed like they had some sort of weapon in their hand. "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE THE LOT OF YOU! I KNOW YOUR SECRET, YOU'RE A-" The person was quickly struck down by an old lady, who restrained them with some sewing yarn that she had in her purse.

Now seeing the person shackled, the crowd started booing them—to which Louis tried his best to calm them down, but to no avail. He saw them get thrown out of the horde and firmly grimaced, covering his mouth with his hands. Owen didn't care as much as Louis, but he still patted his husband's back sympathetically.

Louis cleared his throat to gain the attention of the assembly of people, who had just finished dealing with the troublemaker. He seemed much more nervous than he was when he started his speech, "Uhm, thank you all for dealing with that person, even if the methods you used were rather... violent in nature," he winced, "the banquet may begin, there's wine and other things of the sort on the tables placed around you."

Louis did a quick bow, before hurrying himself and Owen off the stage. "Pleasing the crowd is such a tough feat." He muttered, to which Owen gave him a quick peck on the cheek in an attempt to make him feel better, which it did.

The two gazed off into the sea of people, watching them all chatter amongst themselves. Louis offered a hand to Owen, and the two stepped into the crowd hand-in-hand.

Muse: Anonimous troublemaker

While at first Dante fully intendes to enjoy the anniversary to get himself aquainted with the town, when he saw the mob and the mayor roughed up someone for speaking out uncomfortable memories arose from his mind. After all, as a demonologist he has saw good people do terribile things too many times to count, especially when they had authority.

So, he sneaked out of the celebration and immidiately tried to find that poor man, both to help him, calm him down before he does something drastic, and gain new information on the rumors that were the reason he was chosen for the mission.

(Apo already untied him)

lovers-after-death

While searching outside the man stands against the building wall while holding his head. Whoever had hit him on the head must've hit hard. As the priest comes close he can hear the man whispering to himself, its impossible to make out what he's saying but he seems to be talking at a fast pace, and he sound angry? In distress? Again, its hard to make out.

As you come closer the man looks up and spots the priest and takes a step back, he doesn't know who this unfamiliar man is but he can't be too careful, there are vampires here and he knows that. If only he had a way to prove it, to make them realize that vampires aren't good, they hurt humans!

"who are you??" The troublemaker says as he takes another step back, his voice is still quiet but understandable now. He sounds worried, like the priest could come at him at any moment.

All of this only makes him pity the poor man more, and more sospicious of the crowd and the mayor for this kind of brutality "someone who is here to help" the priest says firmly, with a posture that indicates he is not a threat.

lovers-after-death

The man stops walking backwards, but he's ready to flee at any moment if he has to. The priest doesn't seem like a big threat, but it all be a trick. What if the mayor sent him to finish him off after the little show he put on?

"Did the mayor tell you to come? Are you one of them?" If the poor man could he would be asking much more questions, as the only thing going through his head right now is questions. Does this man believe him? Is he a creature of the night? And so on..

He keeps the non threatening posture as he comes closer "no, the mayor doesn't have any idea I am talking to you, and I am not a vampire, and I can prove it" he takes a bite out of some garlic he bought for this kind of situation

After he finishes chewing, he points to the direction of the church "we can go to the church if you don't want any of them to hear this conversation."

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The troublemaker believes him and eases up completely, the priest gained his trust.

"Alright I believe you" The poor man says while looking towards where the other man had pointed too, it was the run down church that had never been used in years. He decided it would be better to go in there and talk than stay out here, who knows if someone's listening.

"Yes, let's go there"

"Thanks" the priest says, before going towards the church and signing the troublemaker to follow him

Despite having been previously run down, the cleaning the priest had done the previous week made it seem pratically new, tough the confessional is somehow even cleaner.

The priest now takes a much more confident, but still very kind and calm, attitude "so, now that no one can hear us, who and how many of the people here do you suspect to be vampires?"

lovers-after-death

The man stops at the sight of the old church actually looking like a church, for as long as he's lived he's never seen it this clean. There was never someone occupying the church in forever, probably because the mayor was a vampire and we all know vampires opinions with divinity. That's another thing to his list of reasons why they were vampires. The man is pulled out of thought when the priest attempts to speak to him.

"oh- right now.. Just the mayor, and his husband too, but he's a bit harder to prove.."

"That would explains why he is covering up the real reason about the rumors of this being a ghost town..." he says to himself "sorry for the blunt tone, but could you tell me the reasons and proofs towards him being a cursed being in general and then the ones about him being a vampire specifically?"

lovers-after-death

"The rumors?" It seems that the mayor is hiding that from the townsfolk because he swears he's never heard any rumor about Oakhurst being a ghost town.

"Well I'm sure you heard that this church hasn't been used in years, well there's never been any sort of divinity here, that church hasn't been used in years because the mayor is a vampire!" And there he goes accusing the mayor again. "Have you met the mayor? or his husband yet? Did they act weird around you?"

His eyes seem to be filled at an imquisitive ligjt at the confusion towards the rumors, tough they do get a little snuffed out when the he hears the reason for the suspicion "As this town official priest, I have already met the mayor, and he seemed to be a very good and polite, tough pretty sospicious, man wich was only courious, and in no way hostile, about my position in the church" he sighs, "and about the vampirism, while I am leaning towards believing you, there are a lot of other supernatural creatures and non supernatural groups that are equally as secretly hostile towards the divine, so what are your reasons towards believing he is a vampire specifically?" His expression return on the kinder side "On the other side, you have convinced me that the mayor is very clearly hiding something big, so on that we agree and I thank you"

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"ok.. thats a start.." The man mutters to himself before continuing to defend his theory. "Well it isn't just that, I was just giving an example of something that sort of related to you. There's also the fact that he's barely ever seen outside during the day, and have you seen how his home lacks a lot of windows? Vampires burn in the sun!"

"That's already a start..." the priest keeps reflecting "does this place have any legal clause where the mayor own in some way, shape or form every house in the town?"

lovers-after-death

The troublemaker stares at the priest blankly, he has no idea what he's talking about a legal clause, how would he even be able to get one of those?

"A what?"

The priest groans himsel "To simplify, is there any way for louis to use his authority as a mayor to invite himself to this town houses?"

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"I mean I've never seen him enter someones house, besides for the town hall and the more public buildings, most people just meet him at his house if they need something"

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OPEN STARTER - LORE POST

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MUSES IN THIS POST: OWEN, LOUIS, TOWNSFOLK, ANONYMOUS TROUBLEMAKER (ONE-OFF MUSE)

It was a big event. Whenever Louis hosted big events they always had to be extravagant—extravagant and gorgeous. Very fitting for him, Owen must say.

It's been 100 years since Louis properly stepped up as mayor again, and 50 years since Oakhurst was returned to it's former glory. He says 'glory', but all of the souls that were previously in Oakhurst were rotten.

Owen steps up aside Louis, leaning close to him. Louis requested that he came to this event, and he could never bring himself to deny his husband, even though he always gives him the choice to decline.

The lumberjack gives a quick look at the crowd, bowing his head curtly as he wraps his arm around his partner. Usually he would full on hug Louis, but it was a public and formal event.

Louis cleared his throat, gazing upon the crowd. He gave them a warm smile. "Welcome, people of Oakhurst, new and old! It's the 5 year anniversary of when I stepped up as mayor of this town. So, me and my husband have decided to host a banquet!" That was a cover up, but it was still the anniversary—just not a 5 year one, it was the 100 year anniversary.

A loud cheer echoed throughout the crowd, and the townsfolk who knew of the vampirism giggled amongst themselves at the lie—it was mainly the people who have been here for around a decade that knew, however there were some new ones that apparently had been let in on the 'town secret'.

All the people who didn't know about the secret gave the people that giggled dirty looks, as if they were being disrespectful—in hindsight, it would've looked like they were.

... However someone in the crowd looked quite peeved. Their hands were balled into fists, and they shoved their way through the mob, looking closely it seemed like they had some sort of weapon in their hand. "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE THE LOT OF YOU! I KNOW YOUR SECRET, YOU'RE A-" The person was quickly struck down by an old lady, who restrained them with some sewing yarn that she had in her purse.

Now seeing the person shackled, the crowd started booing them—to which Louis tried his best to calm them down, but to no avail. He saw them get thrown out of the horde and firmly grimaced, covering his mouth with his hands. Owen didn't care as much as Louis, but he still patted his husband's back sympathetically.

Louis cleared his throat to gain the attention of the assembly of people, who had just finished dealing with the troublemaker. He seemed much more nervous than he was when he started his speech, "Uhm, thank you all for dealing with that person, even if the methods you used were rather... violent in nature," he winced, "the banquet may begin, there's wine and other things of the sort on the tables placed around you."

Louis did a quick bow, before hurrying himself and Owen off the stage. "Pleasing the crowd is such a tough feat." He muttered, to which Owen gave him a quick peck on the cheek in an attempt to make him feel better, which it did.

The two gazed off into the sea of people, watching them all chatter amongst themselves. Louis offered a hand to Owen, and the two stepped into the crowd hand-in-hand.

Muse: Anonimous troublemaker

While at first Dante fully intendes to enjoy the anniversary to get himself aquainted with the town, when he saw the mob and the mayor roughed up someone for speaking out uncomfortable memories arose from his mind. After all, as a demonologist he has saw good people do terribile things too many times to count, especially when they had authority.

So, he sneaked out of the celebration and immidiately tried to find that poor man, both to help him, calm him down before he does something drastic, and gain new information on the rumors that were the reason he was chosen for the mission.

(Apo already untied him)

lovers-after-death

While searching outside the man stands against the building wall while holding his head. Whoever had hit him on the head must've hit hard. As the priest comes close he can hear the man whispering to himself, its impossible to make out what he's saying but he seems to be talking at a fast pace, and he sound angry? In distress? Again, its hard to make out.

As you come closer the man looks up and spots the priest and takes a step back, he doesn't know who this unfamiliar man is but he can't be too careful, there are vampires here and he knows that. If only he had a way to prove it, to make them realize that vampires aren't good, they hurt humans!

"who are you??" The troublemaker says as he takes another step back, his voice is still quiet but understandable now. He sounds worried, like the priest could come at him at any moment.

All of this only makes him pity the poor man more, and more sospicious of the crowd and the mayor for this kind of brutality "someone who is here to help" the priest says firmly, with a posture that indicates he is not a threat.

lovers-after-death

The man stops walking backwards, but he's ready to flee at any moment if he has to. The priest doesn't seem like a big threat, but it all be a trick. What if the mayor sent him to finish him off after the little show he put on?

"Did the mayor tell you to come? Are you one of them?" If the poor man could he would be asking much more questions, as the only thing going through his head right now is questions. Does this man believe him? Is he a creature of the night? And so on..

He keeps the non threatening posture as he comes closer "no, the mayor doesn't have any idea I am talking to you, and I am not a vampire, and I can prove it" he takes a bite out of some garlic he bought for this kind of situation

After he finishes chewing, he points to the direction of the church "we can go to the church if you don't want any of them to hear this conversation."

lovers-after-death

The troublemaker believes him and eases up completely, the priest gained his trust.

"Alright I believe you" The poor man says while looking towards where the other man had pointed too, it was the run down church that had never been used in years. He decided it would be better to go in there and talk than stay out here, who knows if someone's listening.

"Yes, let's go there"

"Thanks" the priest says, before going towards the church and signing the troublemaker to follow him

Despite having been previously run down, the cleaning the priest had done the previous week made it seem pratically new, tough the confessional is somehow even cleaner.

The priest now takes a much more confident, but still very kind and calm, attitude "so, now that no one can hear us, who and how many of the people here do you suspect to be vampires?"

lovers-after-death

The man stops at the sight of the old church actually looking like a church, for as long as he's lived he's never seen it this clean. There was never someone occupying the church in forever, probably because the mayor was a vampire and we all know vampires opinions with divinity. That's another thing to his list of reasons why they were vampires. The man is pulled out of thought when the priest attempts to speak to him.

"oh- right now.. Just the mayor, and his husband too, but he's a bit harder to prove.."

"That would explains why he is covering up the real reason about the rumors of this being a ghost town..." he says to himself "sorry for the blunt tone, but could you tell me the reasons and proofs towards him being a cursed being in general and then the ones about him being a vampire specifically?"

lovers-after-death

"The rumors?" It seems that the mayor is hiding that from the townsfolk because he swears he's never heard any rumor about Oakhurst being a ghost town.

"Well I'm sure you heard that this church hasn't been used in years, well there's never been any sort of divinity here, that church hasn't been used in years because the mayor is a vampire!" And there he goes accusing the mayor again. "Have you met the mayor? or his husband yet? Did they act weird around you?"

His eyes seem to be filled at an imquisitive ligjt at the confusion towards the rumors, tough they do get a little snuffed out when the he hears the reason for the suspicion "As this town official priest, I have already met the mayor, and he seemed to be a very good and polite, tough pretty sospicious, man wich was only courious, and in no way hostile, about my position in the church" he sighs, "and about the vampirism, while I am leaning towards believing you, there are a lot of other supernatural creatures and non supernatural groups that are equally as secretly hostile towards the divine, so what are your reasons towards believing he is a vampire specifically?" His expression return on the kinder side "On the other side, you have convinced me that the mayor is very clearly hiding something big, so on that we agree and I thank you"

lovers-after-death

"ok.. thats a start.." The man mutters to himself before continuing to defend his theory. "Well it isn't just that, I was just giving an example of something that sort of related to you. There's also the fact that he's barely ever seen outside during the day, and have you seen how his home lacks a lot of windows? Vampires burn in the sun!"

"That's already a start..." the priest keeps reflecting "does this place have any legal clause where the mayor own in some way, shape or form every house in the town?"

lovers-after-death

The troublemaker stares at the priest blankly, he has no idea what he's talking about a legal clause, how would he even be able to get one of those?

"A what?"

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OPEN STARTER - LORE POST

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MUSES IN THIS POST: OWEN, LOUIS, TOWNSFOLK, ANONYMOUS TROUBLEMAKER (ONE-OFF MUSE)

It was a big event. Whenever Louis hosted big events they always had to be extravagant—extravagant and gorgeous. Very fitting for him, Owen must say.

It's been 100 years since Louis properly stepped up as mayor again, and 50 years since Oakhurst was returned to it's former glory. He says 'glory', but all of the souls that were previously in Oakhurst were rotten.

Owen steps up aside Louis, leaning close to him. Louis requested that he came to this event, and he could never bring himself to deny his husband, even though he always gives him the choice to decline.

The lumberjack gives a quick look at the crowd, bowing his head curtly as he wraps his arm around his partner. Usually he would full on hug Louis, but it was a public and formal event.

Louis cleared his throat, gazing upon the crowd. He gave them a warm smile. "Welcome, people of Oakhurst, new and old! It's the 5 year anniversary of when I stepped up as mayor of this town. So, me and my husband have decided to host a banquet!" That was a cover up, but it was still the anniversary—just not a 5 year one, it was the 100 year anniversary.

A loud cheer echoed throughout the crowd, and the townsfolk who knew of the vampirism giggled amongst themselves at the lie—it was mainly the people who have been here for around a decade that knew, however there were some new ones that apparently had been let in on the 'town secret'.

All the people who didn't know about the secret gave the people that giggled dirty looks, as if they were being disrespectful—in hindsight, it would've looked like they were.

... However someone in the crowd looked quite peeved. Their hands were balled into fists, and they shoved their way through the mob, looking closely it seemed like they had some sort of weapon in their hand. "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE THE LOT OF YOU! I KNOW YOUR SECRET, YOU'RE A-" The person was quickly struck down by an old lady, who restrained them with some sewing yarn that she had in her purse.

Now seeing the person shackled, the crowd started booing them—to which Louis tried his best to calm them down, but to no avail. He saw them get thrown out of the horde and firmly grimaced, covering his mouth with his hands. Owen didn't care as much as Louis, but he still patted his husband's back sympathetically.

Louis cleared his throat to gain the attention of the assembly of people, who had just finished dealing with the troublemaker. He seemed much more nervous than he was when he started his speech, "Uhm, thank you all for dealing with that person, even if the methods you used were rather... violent in nature," he winced, "the banquet may begin, there's wine and other things of the sort on the tables placed around you."

Louis did a quick bow, before hurrying himself and Owen off the stage. "Pleasing the crowd is such a tough feat." He muttered, to which Owen gave him a quick peck on the cheek in an attempt to make him feel better, which it did.

The two gazed off into the sea of people, watching them all chatter amongst themselves. Louis offered a hand to Owen, and the two stepped into the crowd hand-in-hand.

Muse: Anonimous troublemaker

While at first Dante fully intendes to enjoy the anniversary to get himself aquainted with the town, when he saw the mob and the mayor roughed up someone for speaking out uncomfortable memories arose from his mind. After all, as a demonologist he has saw good people do terribile things too many times to count, especially when they had authority.

So, he sneaked out of the celebration and immidiately tried to find that poor man, both to help him, calm him down before he does something drastic, and gain new information on the rumors that were the reason he was chosen for the mission.

(Apo already untied him)

lovers-after-death

While searching outside the man stands against the building wall while holding his head. Whoever had hit him on the head must've hit hard. As the priest comes close he can hear the man whispering to himself, its impossible to make out what he's saying but he seems to be talking at a fast pace, and he sound angry? In distress? Again, its hard to make out.

As you come closer the man looks up and spots the priest and takes a step back, he doesn't know who this unfamiliar man is but he can't be too careful, there are vampires here and he knows that. If only he had a way to prove it, to make them realize that vampires aren't good, they hurt humans!

"who are you??" The troublemaker says as he takes another step back, his voice is still quiet but understandable now. He sounds worried, like the priest could come at him at any moment.

All of this only makes him pity the poor man more, and more sospicious of the crowd and the mayor for this kind of brutality "someone who is here to help" the priest says firmly, with a posture that indicates he is not a threat.

lovers-after-death

The man stops walking backwards, but he's ready to flee at any moment if he has to. The priest doesn't seem like a big threat, but it all be a trick. What if the mayor sent him to finish him off after the little show he put on?

"Did the mayor tell you to come? Are you one of them?" If the poor man could he would be asking much more questions, as the only thing going through his head right now is questions. Does this man believe him? Is he a creature of the night? And so on..

He keeps the non threatening posture as he comes closer "no, the mayor doesn't have any idea I am talking to you, and I am not a vampire, and I can prove it" he takes a bite out of some garlic he bought for this kind of situation

After he finishes chewing, he points to the direction of the church "we can go to the church if you don't want any of them to hear this conversation."

lovers-after-death

The troublemaker believes him and eases up completely, the priest gained his trust.

"Alright I believe you" The poor man says while looking towards where the other man had pointed too, it was the run down church that had never been used in years. He decided it would be better to go in there and talk than stay out here, who knows if someone's listening.

"Yes, let's go there"

"Thanks" the priest says, before going towards the church and signing the troublemaker to follow him

Despite having been previously run down, the cleaning the priest had done the previous week made it seem pratically new, tough the confessional is somehow even cleaner.

The priest now takes a much more confident, but still very kind and calm, attitude "so, now that no one can hear us, who and how many of the people here do you suspect to be vampires?"

lovers-after-death

The man stops at the sight of the old church actually looking like a church, for as long as he's lived he's never seen it this clean. There was never someone occupying the church in forever, probably because the mayor was a vampire and we all know vampires opinions with divinity. That's another thing to his list of reasons why they were vampires. The man is pulled out of thought when the priest attempts to speak to him.

"oh- right now.. Just the mayor, and his husband too, but he's a bit harder to prove.."

"That would explains why he is covering up the real reason about the rumors of this being a ghost town..." he says to himself "sorry for the blunt tone, but could you tell me the reasons and proofs towards him being a cursed being in general and then the ones about him being a vampire specifically?"

lovers-after-death

"The rumors?" It seems that the mayor is hiding that from the townsfolk because he swears he's never heard any rumor about Oakhurst being a ghost town.

"Well I'm sure you heard that this church hasn't been used in years, well there's never been any sort of divinity here, that church hasn't been used in years because the mayor is a vampire!" And there he goes accusing the mayor again. "Have you met the mayor? or his husband yet? Did they act weird around you?"

His eyes seem to be filled at an imquisitive ligjt at the confusion towards the rumors, tough they do get a little snuffed out when the he hears the reason for the suspicion "As this town official priest, I have already met the mayor, and he seemed to be a very good and polite, tough pretty sospicious, man wich was only courious, and in no way hostile, about my position in the church" he sighs, "and about the vampirism, while I am leaning towards believing you, there are a lot of other supernatural creatures and non supernatural groups that are equally as secretly hostile towards the divine, so what are your reasons towards believing he is a vampire specifically?" His expression return on the kinder side "On the other side, you have convinced me that the mayor is very clearly hiding something big, so on that we agree and I thank you"

lovers-after-death

"ok.. thats a start.." The man mutters to himself before continuing to defend his theory. "Well it isn't just that, I was just giving an example of something that sort of related to you. There's also the fact that he's barely ever seen outside during the day, and have you seen how his home lacks a lot of windows? Vampires burn in the sun!"

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OPEN STARTER - LORE POST

SPECIFY WHICH MUSE YOU WOULD LIKE TO SPEAK WITH IN THIS STARTER.

MUSES IN THIS POST: OWEN, LOUIS, TOWNSFOLK, ANONYMOUS TROUBLEMAKER (ONE-OFF MUSE)

It was a big event. Whenever Louis hosted big events they always had to be extravagant—extravagant and gorgeous. Very fitting for him, Owen must say.

It's been 100 years since Louis properly stepped up as mayor again, and 50 years since Oakhurst was returned to it's former glory. He says 'glory', but all of the souls that were previously in Oakhurst were rotten.

Owen steps up aside Louis, leaning close to him. Louis requested that he came to this event, and he could never bring himself to deny his husband, even though he always gives him the choice to decline.

The lumberjack gives a quick look at the crowd, bowing his head curtly as he wraps his arm around his partner. Usually he would full on hug Louis, but it was a public and formal event.

Louis cleared his throat, gazing upon the crowd. He gave them a warm smile. "Welcome, people of Oakhurst, new and old! It's the 5 year anniversary of when I stepped up as mayor of this town. So, me and my husband have decided to host a banquet!" That was a cover up, but it was still the anniversary—just not a 5 year one, it was the 100 year anniversary.

A loud cheer echoed throughout the crowd, and the townsfolk who knew of the vampirism giggled amongst themselves at the lie—it was mainly the people who have been here for around a decade that knew, however there were some new ones that apparently had been let in on the 'town secret'.

All the people who didn't know about the secret gave the people that giggled dirty looks, as if they were being disrespectful—in hindsight, it would've looked like they were.

... However someone in the crowd looked quite peeved. Their hands were balled into fists, and they shoved their way through the mob, looking closely it seemed like they had some sort of weapon in their hand. "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE THE LOT OF YOU! I KNOW YOUR SECRET, YOU'RE A-" The person was quickly struck down by an old lady, who restrained them with some sewing yarn that she had in her purse.

Now seeing the person shackled, the crowd started booing them—to which Louis tried his best to calm them down, but to no avail. He saw them get thrown out of the horde and firmly grimaced, covering his mouth with his hands. Owen didn't care as much as Louis, but he still patted his husband's back sympathetically.

Louis cleared his throat to gain the attention of the assembly of people, who had just finished dealing with the troublemaker. He seemed much more nervous than he was when he started his speech, "Uhm, thank you all for dealing with that person, even if the methods you used were rather... violent in nature," he winced, "the banquet may begin, there's wine and other things of the sort on the tables placed around you."

Louis did a quick bow, before hurrying himself and Owen off the stage. "Pleasing the crowd is such a tough feat." He muttered, to which Owen gave him a quick peck on the cheek in an attempt to make him feel better, which it did.

The two gazed off into the sea of people, watching them all chatter amongst themselves. Louis offered a hand to Owen, and the two stepped into the crowd hand-in-hand.

Muse: Anonimous troublemaker

While at first Dante fully intendes to enjoy the anniversary to get himself aquainted with the town, when he saw the mob and the mayor roughed up someone for speaking out uncomfortable memories arose from his mind. After all, as a demonologist he has saw good people do terribile things too many times to count, especially when they had authority.

So, he sneaked out of the celebration and immidiately tried to find that poor man, both to help him, calm him down before he does something drastic, and gain new information on the rumors that were the reason he was chosen for the mission.

(Apo already untied him)

lovers-after-death

While searching outside the man stands against the building wall while holding his head. Whoever had hit him on the head must've hit hard. As the priest comes close he can hear the man whispering to himself, its impossible to make out what he's saying but he seems to be talking at a fast pace, and he sound angry? In distress? Again, its hard to make out.

As you come closer the man looks up and spots the priest and takes a step back, he doesn't know who this unfamiliar man is but he can't be too careful, there are vampires here and he knows that. If only he had a way to prove it, to make them realize that vampires aren't good, they hurt humans!

"who are you??" The troublemaker says as he takes another step back, his voice is still quiet but understandable now. He sounds worried, like the priest could come at him at any moment.

All of this only makes him pity the poor man more, and more sospicious of the crowd and the mayor for this kind of brutality "someone who is here to help" the priest says firmly, with a posture that indicates he is not a threat.

lovers-after-death

The man stops walking backwards, but he's ready to flee at any moment if he has to. The priest doesn't seem like a big threat, but it all be a trick. What if the mayor sent him to finish him off after the little show he put on?

"Did the mayor tell you to come? Are you one of them?" If the poor man could he would be asking much more questions, as the only thing going through his head right now is questions. Does this man believe him? Is he a creature of the night? And so on..

He keeps the non threatening posture as he comes closer "no, the mayor doesn't have any idea I am talking to you, and I am not a vampire, and I can prove it" he takes a bite out of some garlic he bought for this kind of situation

After he finishes chewing, he points to the direction of the church "we can go to the church if you don't want any of them to hear this conversation."

lovers-after-death

The troublemaker believes him and eases up completely, the priest gained his trust.

"Alright I believe you" The poor man says while looking towards where the other man had pointed too, it was the run down church that had never been used in years. He decided it would be better to go in there and talk than stay out here, who knows if someone's listening.

"Yes, let's go there"

"Thanks" the priest says, before going towards the church and signing the troublemaker to follow him

Despite having been previously run down, the cleaning the priest had done the previous week made it seem pratically new, tough the confessional is somehow even cleaner.

The priest now takes a much more confident, but still very kind and calm, attitude "so, now that no one can hear us, who and how many of the people here do you suspect to be vampires?"

lovers-after-death

The man stops at the sight of the old church actually looking like a church, for as long as he's lived he's never seen it this clean. There was never someone occupying the church in forever, probably because the mayor was a vampire and we all know vampires opinions with divinity. That's another thing to his list of reasons why they were vampires. The man is pulled out of thought when the priest attempts to speak to him.

"oh- right now.. Just the mayor, and his husband too, but he's a bit harder to prove.."

"That would explains why he is covering up the real reason about the rumors of this being a ghost town..." he says to himself "sorry for the blunt tone, but could you tell me the reasons and proofs towards him being a cursed being in general and then the ones about him being a vampire specifically?"

lovers-after-death

"The rumors?" It seems that the mayor is hiding that from the townsfolk because he swears he's never heard any rumor about Oakhurst being a ghost town.

"Well I'm sure you heard that this church hasn't been used in years, well there's never been any sort of divinity here, that church hasn't been used in years because the mayor is a vampire!" And there he goes accusing the mayor again. "Have you met the mayor? or his husband yet? Did they act weird around you?"

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OPEN STARTER - LORE POST

SPECIFY WHICH MUSE YOU WOULD LIKE TO SPEAK WITH IN THIS STARTER.

MUSES IN THIS POST: OWEN, LOUIS, TOWNSFOLK, ANONYMOUS TROUBLEMAKER (ONE-OFF MUSE)

It was a big event. Whenever Louis hosted big events they always had to be extravagant—extravagant and gorgeous. Very fitting for him, Owen must say.

It's been 100 years since Louis properly stepped up as mayor again, and 50 years since Oakhurst was returned to it's former glory. He says 'glory', but all of the souls that were previously in Oakhurst were rotten.

Owen steps up aside Louis, leaning close to him. Louis requested that he came to this event, and he could never bring himself to deny his husband, even though he always gives him the choice to decline.

The lumberjack gives a quick look at the crowd, bowing his head curtly as he wraps his arm around his partner. Usually he would full on hug Louis, but it was a public and formal event.

Louis cleared his throat, gazing upon the crowd. He gave them a warm smile. "Welcome, people of Oakhurst, new and old! It's the 5 year anniversary of when I stepped up as mayor of this town. So, me and my husband have decided to host a banquet!" That was a cover up, but it was still the anniversary—just not a 5 year one, it was the 100 year anniversary.

A loud cheer echoed throughout the crowd, and the townsfolk who knew of the vampirism giggled amongst themselves at the lie—it was mainly the people who have been here for around a decade that knew, however there were some new ones that apparently had been let in on the 'town secret'.

All the people who didn't know about the secret gave the people that giggled dirty looks, as if they were being disrespectful—in hindsight, it would've looked like they were.

... However someone in the crowd looked quite peeved. Their hands were balled into fists, and they shoved their way through the mob, looking closely it seemed like they had some sort of weapon in their hand. "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE THE LOT OF YOU! I KNOW YOUR SECRET, YOU'RE A-" The person was quickly struck down by an old lady, who restrained them with some sewing yarn that she had in her purse.

Now seeing the person shackled, the crowd started booing them—to which Louis tried his best to calm them down, but to no avail. He saw them get thrown out of the horde and firmly grimaced, covering his mouth with his hands. Owen didn't care as much as Louis, but he still patted his husband's back sympathetically.

Louis cleared his throat to gain the attention of the assembly of people, who had just finished dealing with the troublemaker. He seemed much more nervous than he was when he started his speech, "Uhm, thank you all for dealing with that person, even if the methods you used were rather... violent in nature," he winced, "the banquet may begin, there's wine and other things of the sort on the tables placed around you."

Louis did a quick bow, before hurrying himself and Owen off the stage. "Pleasing the crowd is such a tough feat." He muttered, to which Owen gave him a quick peck on the cheek in an attempt to make him feel better, which it did.

The two gazed off into the sea of people, watching them all chatter amongst themselves. Louis offered a hand to Owen, and the two stepped into the crowd hand-in-hand.

Muse: Anonimous troublemaker

While at first Dante fully intendes to enjoy the anniversary to get himself aquainted with the town, when he saw the mob and the mayor roughed up someone for speaking out uncomfortable memories arose from his mind. After all, as a demonologist he has saw good people do terribile things too many times to count, especially when they had authority.

So, he sneaked out of the celebration and immidiately tried to find that poor man, both to help him, calm him down before he does something drastic, and gain new information on the rumors that were the reason he was chosen for the mission.

(Apo already untied him)

lovers-after-death

While searching outside the man stands against the building wall while holding his head. Whoever had hit him on the head must've hit hard. As the priest comes close he can hear the man whispering to himself, its impossible to make out what he's saying but he seems to be talking at a fast pace, and he sound angry? In distress? Again, its hard to make out.

As you come closer the man looks up and spots the priest and takes a step back, he doesn't know who this unfamiliar man is but he can't be too careful, there are vampires here and he knows that. If only he had a way to prove it, to make them realize that vampires aren't good, they hurt humans!

"who are you??" The troublemaker says as he takes another step back, his voice is still quiet but understandable now. He sounds worried, like the priest could come at him at any moment.

All of this only makes him pity the poor man more, and more sospicious of the crowd and the mayor for this kind of brutality "someone who is here to help" the priest says firmly, with a posture that indicates he is not a threat.

lovers-after-death

The man stops walking backwards, but he's ready to flee at any moment if he has to. The priest doesn't seem like a big threat, but it all be a trick. What if the mayor sent him to finish him off after the little show he put on?

"Did the mayor tell you to come? Are you one of them?" If the poor man could he would be asking much more questions, as the only thing going through his head right now is questions. Does this man believe him? Is he a creature of the night? And so on..

He keeps the non threatening posture as he comes closer "no, the mayor doesn't have any idea I am talking to you, and I am not a vampire, and I can prove it" he takes a bite out of some garlic he bought for this kind of situation

After he finishes chewing, he points to the direction of the church "we can go to the church if you don't want any of them to hear this conversation."

lovers-after-death

The troublemaker believes him and eases up completely, the priest gained his trust.

"Alright I believe you" The poor man says while looking towards where the other man had pointed too, it was the run down church that had never been used in years. He decided it would be better to go in there and talk than stay out here, who knows if someone's listening.

"Yes, let's go there"

"Thanks" the priest says, before going towards the church and signing the troublemaker to follow him

Despite having been previously run down, the cleaning the priest had done the previous week made it seem pratically new, tough the confessional is somehow even cleaner.

The priest now takes a much more confident, but still very kind and calm, attitude "so, now that no one can hear us, who and how many of the people here do you suspect to be vampires?"

lovers-after-death

The man stops at the sight of the old church actually looking like a church, for as long as he's lived he's never seen it this clean. There was never someone occupying the church in forever, probably because the mayor was a vampire and we all know vampires opinions with divinity. That's another thing to his list of reasons why they were vampires. The man is pulled out of thought when the priest attempts to speak to him.

"oh- right now.. Just the mayor, and his husband too, but he's a bit harder to prove.."

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OPEN STARTER - LORE POST

SPECIFY WHICH MUSE YOU WOULD LIKE TO SPEAK WITH IN THIS STARTER.

MUSES IN THIS POST: OWEN, LOUIS, TOWNSFOLK, ANONYMOUS TROUBLEMAKER (ONE-OFF MUSE)

It was a big event. Whenever Louis hosted big events they always had to be extravagant—extravagant and gorgeous. Very fitting for him, Owen must say.

It's been 100 years since Louis properly stepped up as mayor again, and 50 years since Oakhurst was returned to it's former glory. He says 'glory', but all of the souls that were previously in Oakhurst were rotten.

Owen steps up aside Louis, leaning close to him. Louis requested that he came to this event, and he could never bring himself to deny his husband, even though he always gives him the choice to decline.

The lumberjack gives a quick look at the crowd, bowing his head curtly as he wraps his arm around his partner. Usually he would full on hug Louis, but it was a public and formal event.

Louis cleared his throat, gazing upon the crowd. He gave them a warm smile. "Welcome, people of Oakhurst, new and old! It's the 5 year anniversary of when I stepped up as mayor of this town. So, me and my husband have decided to host a banquet!" That was a cover up, but it was still the anniversary—just not a 5 year one, it was the 100 year anniversary.

A loud cheer echoed throughout the crowd, and the townsfolk who knew of the vampirism giggled amongst themselves at the lie—it was mainly the people who have been here for around a decade that knew, however there were some new ones that apparently had been let in on the 'town secret'.

All the people who didn't know about the secret gave the people that giggled dirty looks, as if they were being disrespectful—in hindsight, it would've looked like they were.

... However someone in the crowd looked quite peeved. Their hands were balled into fists, and they shoved their way through the mob, looking closely it seemed like they had some sort of weapon in their hand. "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE THE LOT OF YOU! I KNOW YOUR SECRET, YOU'RE A-" The person was quickly struck down by an old lady, who restrained them with some sewing yarn that she had in her purse.

Now seeing the person shackled, the crowd started booing them—to which Louis tried his best to calm them down, but to no avail. He saw them get thrown out of the horde and firmly grimaced, covering his mouth with his hands. Owen didn't care as much as Louis, but he still patted his husband's back sympathetically.

Louis cleared his throat to gain the attention of the assembly of people, who had just finished dealing with the troublemaker. He seemed much more nervous than he was when he started his speech, "Uhm, thank you all for dealing with that person, even if the methods you used were rather... violent in nature," he winced, "the banquet may begin, there's wine and other things of the sort on the tables placed around you."

Louis did a quick bow, before hurrying himself and Owen off the stage. "Pleasing the crowd is such a tough feat." He muttered, to which Owen gave him a quick peck on the cheek in an attempt to make him feel better, which it did.

The two gazed off into the sea of people, watching them all chatter amongst themselves. Louis offered a hand to Owen, and the two stepped into the crowd hand-in-hand.

Muse: Anonimous troublemaker

While at first Dante fully intendes to enjoy the anniversary to get himself aquainted with the town, when he saw the mob and the mayor roughed up someone for speaking out uncomfortable memories arose from his mind. After all, as a demonologist he has saw good people do terribile things too many times to count, especially when they had authority.

So, he sneaked out of the celebration and immidiately tried to find that poor man, both to help him, calm him down before he does something drastic, and gain new information on the rumors that were the reason he was chosen for the mission.

(Apo already untied him)

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While searching outside the man stands against the building wall while holding his head. Whoever had hit him on the head must've hit hard. As the priest comes close he can hear the man whispering to himself, its impossible to make out what he's saying but he seems to be talking at a fast pace, and he sound angry? In distress? Again, its hard to make out.

As you come closer the man looks up and spots the priest and takes a step back, he doesn't know who this unfamiliar man is but he can't be too careful, there are vampires here and he knows that. If only he had a way to prove it, to make them realize that vampires aren't good, they hurt humans!

"who are you??" The troublemaker says as he takes another step back, his voice is still quiet but understandable now. He sounds worried, like the priest could come at him at any moment.

All of this only makes him pity the poor man more, and more sospicious of the crowd and the mayor for this kind of brutality "someone who is here to help" the priest says firmly, with a posture that indicates he is not a threat.

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The man stops walking backwards, but he's ready to flee at any moment if he has to. The priest doesn't seem like a big threat, but it all be a trick. What if the mayor sent him to finish him off after the little show he put on?

"Did the mayor tell you to come? Are you one of them?" If the poor man could he would be asking much more questions, as the only thing going through his head right now is questions. Does this man believe him? Is he a creature of the night? And so on..

He keeps the non threatening posture as he comes closer "no, the mayor doesn't have any idea I am talking to you, and I am not a vampire, and I can prove it" he takes a bite out of some garlic he bought for this kind of situation

After he finishes chewing, he points to the direction of the church "we can go to the church if you don't want any of them to hear this conversation."

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The troublemaker believes him and eases up completely, the priest gained his trust.

"Alright I believe you" The poor man says while looking towards where the other man had pointed too, it was the run down church that had never been used in years. He decided it would be better to go in there and talk than stay out here, who knows if someone's listening.

"Yes, let's go there"

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Roleplay prompt for lovers-after-death Au:

While exploring town, you find a really old and seemingly abbandoned church. When you get closer, you hear someone inside of it doing some kind of work. As you enter, you see that the someone is actually a old priest who is cleaning it from dust and similar. You have never seen him before.

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OPEN STARTER - LORE POST

SPECIFY WHICH MUSE YOU WOULD LIKE TO SPEAK WITH IN THIS STARTER.

MUSES IN THIS POST: OWEN, LOUIS, TOWNSFOLK, ANONYMOUS TROUBLEMAKER (ONE-OFF MUSE)

It was a big event. Whenever Louis hosted big events they always had to be extravagant—extravagant and gorgeous. Very fitting for him, Owen must say.

It's been 100 years since Louis properly stepped up as mayor again, and 50 years since Oakhurst was returned to it's former glory. He says 'glory', but all of the souls that were previously in Oakhurst were rotten.

Owen steps up aside Louis, leaning close to him. Louis requested that he came to this event, and he could never bring himself to deny his husband, even though he always gives him the choice to decline.

The lumberjack gives a quick look at the crowd, bowing his head curtly as he wraps his arm around his partner. Usually he would full on hug Louis, but it was a public and formal event.

Louis cleared his throat, gazing upon the crowd. He gave them a warm smile. "Welcome, people of Oakhurst, new and old! It's the 5 year anniversary of when I stepped up as mayor of this town. So, me and my husband have decided to host a banquet!" That was a cover up, but it was still the anniversary—just not a 5 year one, it was the 100 year anniversary.

A loud cheer echoed throughout the crowd, and the townsfolk who knew of the vampirism giggled amongst themselves at the lie—it was mainly the people who have been here for around a decade that knew, however there were some new ones that apparently had been let in on the 'town secret'.

All the people who didn't know about the secret gave the people that giggled dirty looks, as if they were being disrespectful—in hindsight, it would've looked like they were.

... However someone in the crowd looked quite peeved. Their hands were balled into fists, and they shoved their way through the mob, looking closely it seemed like they had some sort of weapon in their hand. "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE THE LOT OF YOU! I KNOW YOUR SECRET, YOU'RE A-" The person was quickly struck down by an old lady, who restrained them with some sewing yarn that she had in her purse.

Now seeing the person shackled, the crowd started booing them—to which Louis tried his best to calm them down, but to no avail. He saw them get thrown out of the horde and firmly grimaced, covering his mouth with his hands. Owen didn't care as much as Louis, but he still patted his husband's back sympathetically.

Louis cleared his throat to gain the attention of the assembly of people, who had just finished dealing with the troublemaker. He seemed much more nervous than he was when he started his speech, "Uhm, thank you all for dealing with that person, even if the methods you used were rather... violent in nature," he winced, "the banquet may begin, there's wine and other things of the sort on the tables placed around you."

Louis did a quick bow, before hurrying himself and Owen off the stage. "Pleasing the crowd is such a tough feat." He muttered, to which Owen gave him a quick peck on the cheek in an attempt to make him feel better, which it did.

The two gazed off into the sea of people, watching them all chatter amongst themselves. Louis offered a hand to Owen, and the two stepped into the crowd hand-in-hand.

Muse: Anonimous troublemaker

While at first Dante fully intendes to enjoy the anniversary to get himself aquainted with the town, when he saw the mob and the mayor roughed up someone for speaking out uncomfortable memories arose from his mind. After all, as a demonologist he has saw good people do terribile things too many times to count, especially when they had authority.

So, he sneaked out of the celebration and immidiately tried to find that poor man, both to help him, calm him down before he does something drastic, and gain new information on the rumors that were the reason he was chosen for the mission.

(Apo already untied him)

lovers-after-death

While searching outside the man stands against the building wall while holding his head. Whoever had hit him on the head must've hit hard. As the priest comes close he can hear the man whispering to himself, its impossible to make out what he's saying but he seems to be talking at a fast pace, and he sound angry? In distress? Again, its hard to make out.

As you come closer the man looks up and spots the priest and takes a step back, he doesn't know who this unfamiliar man is but he can't be too careful, there are vampires here and he knows that. If only he had a way to prove it, to make them realize that vampires aren't good, they hurt humans!

"who are you??" The troublemaker says as he takes another step back, his voice is still quiet but understandable now. He sounds worried, like the priest could come at him at any moment.

All of this only makes him pity the poor man more, and more sospicious of the crowd and the mayor for this kind of brutality "someone who is here to help" the priest says firmly, with a posture that indicates he is not a threat.

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The man stops walking backwards, but he's ready to flee at any moment if he has to. The priest doesn't seem like a big threat, but it all be a trick. What if the mayor sent him to finish him off after the little show he put on?

"Did the mayor tell you to come? Are you one of them?" If the poor man could he would be asking much more questions, as the only thing going through his head right now is questions. Does this man believe him? Is he a creature of the night? And so on..

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OPEN STARTER - LORE POST

SPECIFY WHICH MUSE YOU WOULD LIKE TO SPEAK WITH IN THIS STARTER.

MUSES IN THIS POST: OWEN, LOUIS, TOWNSFOLK, ANONYMOUS TROUBLEMAKER (ONE-OFF MUSE)

It was a big event. Whenever Louis hosted big events they always had to be extravagant—extravagant and gorgeous. Very fitting for him, Owen must say.

It's been 100 years since Louis properly stepped up as mayor again, and 50 years since Oakhurst was returned to it's former glory. He says 'glory', but all of the souls that were previously in Oakhurst were rotten.

Owen steps up aside Louis, leaning close to him. Louis requested that he came to this event, and he could never bring himself to deny his husband, even though he always gives him the choice to decline.

The lumberjack gives a quick look at the crowd, bowing his head curtly as he wraps his arm around his partner. Usually he would full on hug Louis, but it was a public and formal event.

Louis cleared his throat, gazing upon the crowd. He gave them a warm smile. "Welcome, people of Oakhurst, new and old! It's the 5 year anniversary of when I stepped up as mayor of this town. So, me and my husband have decided to host a banquet!" That was a cover up, but it was still the anniversary—just not a 5 year one, it was the 100 year anniversary.

A loud cheer echoed throughout the crowd, and the townsfolk who knew of the vampirism giggled amongst themselves at the lie—it was mainly the people who have been here for around a decade that knew, however there were some new ones that apparently had been let in on the 'town secret'.

All the people who didn't know about the secret gave the people that giggled dirty looks, as if they were being disrespectful—in hindsight, it would've looked like they were.

... However someone in the crowd looked quite peeved. Their hands were balled into fists, and they shoved their way through the mob, looking closely it seemed like they had some sort of weapon in their hand. "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE THE LOT OF YOU! I KNOW YOUR SECRET, YOU'RE A-" The person was quickly struck down by an old lady, who restrained them with some sewing yarn that she had in her purse.

Now seeing the person shackled, the crowd started booing them—to which Louis tried his best to calm them down, but to no avail. He saw them get thrown out of the horde and firmly grimaced, covering his mouth with his hands. Owen didn't care as much as Louis, but he still patted his husband's back sympathetically.

Louis cleared his throat to gain the attention of the assembly of people, who had just finished dealing with the troublemaker. He seemed much more nervous than he was when he started his speech, "Uhm, thank you all for dealing with that person, even if the methods you used were rather... violent in nature," he winced, "the banquet may begin, there's wine and other things of the sort on the tables placed around you."

Louis did a quick bow, before hurrying himself and Owen off the stage. "Pleasing the crowd is such a tough feat." He muttered, to which Owen gave him a quick peck on the cheek in an attempt to make him feel better, which it did.

The two gazed off into the sea of people, watching them all chatter amongst themselves. Louis offered a hand to Owen, and the two stepped into the crowd hand-in-hand.

Muse: Anonimous troublemaker

While at first Dante fully intendes to enjoy the anniversary to get himself aquainted with the town, when he saw the mob and the mayor roughed up someone for speaking out uncomfortable memories arose from his mind. After all, as a demonologist he has saw good people do terribile things too many times to count, especially when they had authority.

So, he sneaked out of the celebration and immidiately tried to find that poor man, both to help him, calm him down before he does something drastic, and gain new information on the rumors that were the reason he was chosen for the mission.

(Apo already untied him)

lovers-after-death

While searching outside the man stands against the building wall while holding his head. Whoever had hit him on the head must've hit hard. As the priest comes close he can hear the man whispering to himself, its impossible to make out what he's saying but he seems to be talking at a fast pace, and he sound angry? In distress? Again, its hard to make out.

As you come closer the man looks up and spots the priest and takes a step back, he doesn't know who this unfamiliar man is but he can't be too careful, there are vampires here and he knows that. If only he had a way to prove it, to make them realize that vampires aren't good, they hurt humans!

"who are you??" The troublemaker says as he takes another step back, his voice is still quiet but understandable now. He sounds worried, like the priest could come at him at any moment.

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OPEN STARTER - LORE POST

SPECIFY WHICH MUSE YOU WOULD LIKE TO SPEAK WITH IN THIS STARTER.

MUSES IN THIS POST: OWEN, LOUIS, TOWNSFOLK, ANONYMOUS TROUBLEMAKER (ONE-OFF MUSE)

It was a big event. Whenever Louis hosted big events they always had to be extravagant—extravagant and gorgeous. Very fitting for him, Owen must say.

It's been 100 years since Louis properly stepped up as mayor again, and 50 years since Oakhurst was returned to it's former glory. He says 'glory', but all of the souls that were previously in Oakhurst were rotten.

Owen steps up aside Louis, leaning close to him. Louis requested that he came to this event, and he could never bring himself to deny his husband, even though he always gives him the choice to decline.

The lumberjack gives a quick look at the crowd, bowing his head curtly as he wraps his arm around his partner. Usually he would full on hug Louis, but it was a public and formal event.

Louis cleared his throat, gazing upon the crowd. He gave them a warm smile. "Welcome, people of Oakhurst, new and old! It's the 5 year anniversary of when I stepped up as mayor of this town. So, me and my husband have decided to host a banquet!" That was a cover up, but it was still the anniversary—just not a 5 year one, it was the 100 year anniversary.

A loud cheer echoed throughout the crowd, and the townsfolk who knew of the vampirism giggled amongst themselves at the lie—it was mainly the people who have been here for around a decade that knew, however there were some new ones that apparently had been let in on the 'town secret'.

All the people who didn't know about the secret gave the people that giggled dirty looks, as if they were being disrespectful—in hindsight, it would've looked like they were.

... However someone in the crowd looked quite peeved. Their hands were balled into fists, and they shoved their way through the mob, looking closely it seemed like they had some sort of weapon in their hand. "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE THE LOT OF YOU! I KNOW YOUR SECRET, YOU'RE A-" The person was quickly struck down by an old lady, who restrained them with some sewing yarn that she had in her purse.

Now seeing the person shackled, the crowd started booing them—to which Louis tried his best to calm them down, but to no avail. He saw them get thrown out of the horde and firmly grimaced, covering his mouth with his hands. Owen didn't care as much as Louis, but he still patted his husband's back sympathetically.

Louis cleared his throat to gain the attention of the assembly of people, who had just finished dealing with the troublemaker. He seemed much more nervous than he was when he started his speech, "Uhm, thank you all for dealing with that person, even if the methods you used were rather... violent in nature," he winced, "the banquet may begin, there's wine and other things of the sort on the tables placed around you."

Louis did a quick bow, before hurrying himself and Owen off the stage. "Pleasing the crowd is such a tough feat." He muttered, to which Owen gave him a quick peck on the cheek in an attempt to make him feel better, which it did.

The two gazed off into the sea of people, watching them all chatter amongst themselves. Louis offered a hand to Owen, and the two stepped into the crowd hand-in-hand.

enlistedepilogue

Apo winced at the town member who had been quickly shot down by the crowd. It was annoying, just causing her trouble by making such claims. Vampires weren’t real. But nutjobs certainly were.

She stepped out from her post at the edge of the crowd to try and untangle them from the yarn and to tell them to knock it off. Apo had been sent to Oakhurst because of her recent discharge in active duty. It had been a hope that there would be less violence and bloodshed, and Oakhurst needed to be assigned someone in the army to watch over them regardless due to its slowly growing numbers.

While Apo was glad to be in a more relaxed role, it didn’t make the job any easier. She tended to try and keep to herself, standing at the borders and keeping watch at events such as the one she found themself stood in. She did however need to speak with the mayor at some point. Apo wanted to build a watchtower, or at least be able to reside in one of the taller buildings in the town.

After deeming the troublemaker a subdued problem for now, Apo shuffled through the townspeople looking for the mayor, eyes glancing around with a squint.

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"I haven't seen you around town before." Someone says behind her. Looking closer, it seems like the person was the one standing beside the mayor. Perhaps his husband?

Owen eyed the troublemaker who was previously tied up, holding back a snicker at them. He noticed their arms were untied, however they were cradling their head like crazy—the old lady who hit them over the head must've had something heavy in her purse to provoke such a reaction.

Owen wasn't necessarily glad that more people were visiting Oakhurst, in fact he would argue that he felt the opposite. He preferred the quiet, where people wouldn't bother him and in return he wouldn't bother them. However, Louis thrives when the town thrives and Owen wants nothing more than to see his partner flourish.

He stared at the yarn in Apo's hand, raising his brow. "I take it that you were the one that untied them?" He gestured to the troublemaker, whom people were still giving sour looks.

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Apo sighed, nodded, and balled up the yarn before pressing it into the lunatics hands for them to take care of it.

“Yeah.” She said, stunted before realizing she should explain. “I was sent to like.. watch over the town? By the military.” They patted their pockets for their badge, holding it out in hopes the person would believe them sooner and she would have to do less elaborating.

“I only arrived a week or two ago.” It was a long and quite boring journey. Oakhurst was far out from other parts, isolated in a way that Apo hoped meant she wouldn’t have to deal with many people despite what she was told.

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"Ah, I see. Well then." Owen eyed her badge, though he's awfully surprised that the military came to a place like Oakhurst, interesting. Hopefully Louis knows of this new addition. "Have you spoken to Lou- the mayor about this? I would hope so."

Owen clears his throat awkwardly, "My husband is usually the person who welcomes people of notice into town, welcome to Oakhurst." Stars, he is horrible at this 'welcoming people' thing.

He looks around the crowd for a moment, pausing. "Well then, have you gotten yourself checked in at a local inn?" He tilts his head, foot tapping against the floor nervously.

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“.. An inn yes.” She skipped past the welcome, clearly this man wasn’t fond of the pleasantries either.

“I haven’t spoken to him yet no, he should’ve been like told I’d be here- but I was just looking for him actually.” Apo didn’t see a reason to lie, if the man —who she assumed was the mayor’s husband based off of his wording— could put her in contact with him that was the searching done.

It was kind of killing her though, Apo shifted awkwardly, putting her badge away after a beat of realization it was just in her hand far longer than it needed to be.

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Owen nods curtly. "Alright. Well then, I can speak to him about you and he can set up a time to meet after the banquet is over? I would imagine he's quite busy with the party currently." If he's correct, Louis shouldn't have anything planned for after the banquet. Though he doesn't imagine that the military appearing in the town would be pleasant news to hear, hm.

Owen truly hated social interactions with anyone other than Louis, it's a peeve he's had since 200 years prior. At least this person seems relatively reasonable, "I would like to know your name so that I can relay the information." he says, he would not like to have to describe someone by appearance as if he was a witness in a crime scene.

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“That’d be great- if you could.” She nodded in relief. Even better that she wouldn’t have to schedule the meeting herself.

“Oh right. Uh- My name’s Apo, Apo Kuna.” She introduced, face forming into a thin line of a smile. “.. What’s yours?” She asked after a beat.

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"Yeah, sure."

Owen nods, then ponders for a second on whether he should share his name. "Owen. Well then, I suppose that's sorted. Hope the banquet is treating you well." He gives a short wave to Apo, then walks off in the general direction of the woods.

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OPEN STARTER - LORE POST

SPECIFY WHICH MUSE YOU WOULD LIKE TO SPEAK WITH IN THIS STARTER.

MUSES IN THIS POST: OWEN, LOUIS, TOWNSFOLK, ANONYMOUS TROUBLEMAKER (ONE-OFF MUSE)

It was a big event. Whenever Louis hosted big events they always had to be extravagant—extravagant and gorgeous. Very fitting for him, Owen must say.

It's been 100 years since Louis properly stepped up as mayor again, and 50 years since Oakhurst was returned to it's former glory. He says 'glory', but all of the souls that were previously in Oakhurst were rotten.

Owen steps up aside Louis, leaning close to him. Louis requested that he came to this event, and he could never bring himself to deny his husband, even though he always gives him the choice to decline.

The lumberjack gives a quick look at the crowd, bowing his head curtly as he wraps his arm around his partner. Usually he would full on hug Louis, but it was a public and formal event.

Louis cleared his throat, gazing upon the crowd. He gave them a warm smile. "Welcome, people of Oakhurst, new and old! It's the 5 year anniversary of when I stepped up as mayor of this town. So, me and my husband have decided to host a banquet!" That was a cover up, but it was still the anniversary—just not a 5 year one, it was the 100 year anniversary.

A loud cheer echoed throughout the crowd, and the townsfolk who knew of the vampirism giggled amongst themselves at the lie—it was mainly the people who have been here for around a decade that knew, however there were some new ones that apparently had been let in on the 'town secret'.

All the people who didn't know about the secret gave the people that giggled dirty looks, as if they were being disrespectful—in hindsight, it would've looked like they were.

... However someone in the crowd looked quite peeved. Their hands were balled into fists, and they shoved their way through the mob, looking closely it seemed like they had some sort of weapon in their hand. "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE THE LOT OF YOU! I KNOW YOUR SECRET, YOU'RE A-" The person was quickly struck down by an old lady, who restrained them with some sewing yarn that she had in her purse.

Now seeing the person shackled, the crowd started booing them—to which Louis tried his best to calm them down, but to no avail. He saw them get thrown out of the horde and firmly grimaced, covering his mouth with his hands. Owen didn't care as much as Louis, but he still patted his husband's back sympathetically.

Louis cleared his throat to gain the attention of the assembly of people, who had just finished dealing with the troublemaker. He seemed much more nervous than he was when he started his speech, "Uhm, thank you all for dealing with that person, even if the methods you used were rather... violent in nature," he winced, "the banquet may begin, there's wine and other things of the sort on the tables placed around you."

Louis did a quick bow, before hurrying himself and Owen off the stage. "Pleasing the crowd is such a tough feat." He muttered, to which Owen gave him a quick peck on the cheek in an attempt to make him feel better, which it did.

The two gazed off into the sea of people, watching them all chatter amongst themselves. Louis offered a hand to Owen, and the two stepped into the crowd hand-in-hand.

enlistedepilogue

Apo winced at the town member who had been quickly shot down by the crowd. It was annoying, just causing her trouble by making such claims. Vampires weren’t real. But nutjobs certainly were.

She stepped out from her post at the edge of the crowd to try and untangle them from the yarn and to tell them to knock it off. Apo had been sent to Oakhurst because of her recent discharge in active duty. It had been a hope that there would be less violence and bloodshed, and Oakhurst needed to be assigned someone in the army to watch over them regardless due to its slowly growing numbers.

While Apo was glad to be in a more relaxed role, it didn’t make the job any easier. She tended to try and keep to herself, standing at the borders and keeping watch at events such as the one she found themself stood in. She did however need to speak with the mayor at some point. Apo wanted to build a watchtower, or at least be able to reside in one of the taller buildings in the town.

After deeming the troublemaker a subdued problem for now, Apo shuffled through the townspeople looking for the mayor, eyes glancing around with a squint.

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"I haven't seen you around town before." Someone says behind her. Looking closer, it seems like the person was the one standing beside the mayor. Perhaps his husband?

Owen eyed the troublemaker who was previously tied up, holding back a snicker at them. He noticed their arms were untied, however they were cradling their head like crazy—the old lady who hit them over the head must've had something heavy in her purse to provoke such a reaction.

Owen wasn't necessarily glad that more people were visiting Oakhurst, in fact he would argue that he felt the opposite. He preferred the quiet, where people wouldn't bother him and in return he wouldn't bother them. However, Louis thrives when the town thrives and Owen wants nothing more than to see his partner flourish.

He stared at the yarn in Apo's hand, raising his brow. "I take it that you were the one that untied them?" He gestured to the troublemaker, whom people were still giving sour looks.

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Apo sighed, nodded, and balled up the yarn before pressing it into the lunatics hands for them to take care of it.

“Yeah.” She said, stunted before realizing she should explain. “I was sent to like.. watch over the town? By the military.” They patted their pockets for their badge, holding it out in hopes the person would believe them sooner and she would have to do less elaborating.

“I only arrived a week or two ago.” It was a long and quite boring journey. Oakhurst was far out from other parts, isolated in a way that Apo hoped meant she wouldn’t have to deal with many people despite what she was told.

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"Ah, I see. Well then." Owen eyed her badge, though he's awfully surprised that the military came to a place like Oakhurst, interesting. Hopefully Louis knows of this new addition. "Have you spoken to Lou- the mayor about this? I would hope so."

Owen clears his throat awkwardly, "My husband is usually the person who welcomes people of notice into town, welcome to Oakhurst." Stars, he is horrible at this 'welcoming people' thing.

He looks around the crowd for a moment, pausing. "Well then, have you gotten yourself checked in at a local inn?" He tilts his head, foot tapping against the floor nervously.

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“.. An inn yes.” She skipped past the welcome, clearly this man wasn’t fond of the pleasantries either.

“I haven’t spoken to him yet no, he should’ve been like told I’d be here- but I was just looking for him actually.” Apo didn’t see a reason to lie, if the man —who she assumed was the mayor’s husband based off of his wording— could put her in contact with him that was the searching done.

It was kind of killing her though, Apo shifted awkwardly, putting her badge away after a beat of realization it was just in her hand far longer than it needed to be.

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Owen nods curtly. "Alright. Well then, I can speak to him about you and he can set up a time to meet after the banquet is over? I would imagine he's quite busy with the party currently." If he's correct, Louis shouldn't have anything planned for after the banquet. Though he doesn't imagine that the military appearing in the town would be pleasant news to hear, hm.

Owen truly hated social interactions with anyone other than Louis, it's a peeve he's had since 200 years prior. At least this person seems relatively reasonable, "I would like to know your name so that I can relay the information." he says, he would not like to have to describe someone by appearance as if he was a witness in a crime scene.

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OPEN STARTER - LORE POST

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MUSES IN THIS POST: OWEN, LOUIS, TOWNSFOLK, ANONYMOUS TROUBLEMAKER (ONE-OFF MUSE)

It was a big event. Whenever Louis hosted big events they always had to be extravagant—extravagant and gorgeous. Very fitting for him, Owen must say.

It's been 100 years since Louis properly stepped up as mayor again, and 50 years since Oakhurst was returned to it's former glory. He says 'glory', but all of the souls that were previously in Oakhurst were rotten.

Owen steps up aside Louis, leaning close to him. Louis requested that he came to this event, and he could never bring himself to deny his husband, even though he always gives him the choice to decline.

The lumberjack gives a quick look at the crowd, bowing his head curtly as he wraps his arm around his partner. Usually he would full on hug Louis, but it was a public and formal event.

Louis cleared his throat, gazing upon the crowd. He gave them a warm smile. "Welcome, people of Oakhurst, new and old! It's the 5 year anniversary of when I stepped up as mayor of this town. So, me and my husband have decided to host a banquet!" That was a cover up, but it was still the anniversary—just not a 5 year one, it was the 100 year anniversary.

A loud cheer echoed throughout the crowd, and the townsfolk who knew of the vampirism giggled amongst themselves at the lie—it was mainly the people who have been here for around a decade that knew, however there were some new ones that apparently had been let in on the 'town secret'.

All the people who didn't know about the secret gave the people that giggled dirty looks, as if they were being disrespectful—in hindsight, it would've looked like they were.

... However someone in the crowd looked quite peeved. Their hands were balled into fists, and they shoved their way through the mob, looking closely it seemed like they had some sort of weapon in their hand. "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE THE LOT OF YOU! I KNOW YOUR SECRET, YOU'RE A-" The person was quickly struck down by an old lady, who restrained them with some sewing yarn that she had in her purse.

Now seeing the person shackled, the crowd started booing them—to which Louis tried his best to calm them down, but to no avail. He saw them get thrown out of the horde and firmly grimaced, covering his mouth with his hands. Owen didn't care as much as Louis, but he still patted his husband's back sympathetically.

Louis cleared his throat to gain the attention of the assembly of people, who had just finished dealing with the troublemaker. He seemed much more nervous than he was when he started his speech, "Uhm, thank you all for dealing with that person, even if the methods you used were rather... violent in nature," he winced, "the banquet may begin, there's wine and other things of the sort on the tables placed around you."

Louis did a quick bow, before hurrying himself and Owen off the stage. "Pleasing the crowd is such a tough feat." He muttered, to which Owen gave him a quick peck on the cheek in an attempt to make him feel better, which it did.

The two gazed off into the sea of people, watching them all chatter amongst themselves. Louis offered a hand to Owen, and the two stepped into the crowd hand-in-hand.

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Apo winced at the town member who had been quickly shot down by the crowd. It was annoying, just causing her trouble by making such claims. Vampires weren’t real. But nutjobs certainly were.

She stepped out from her post at the edge of the crowd to try and untangle them from the yarn and to tell them to knock it off. Apo had been sent to Oakhurst because of her recent discharge in active duty. It had been a hope that there would be less violence and bloodshed, and Oakhurst needed to be assigned someone in the army to watch over them regardless due to its slowly growing numbers.

While Apo was glad to be in a more relaxed role, it didn’t make the job any easier. She tended to try and keep to herself, standing at the borders and keeping watch at events such as the one she found themself stood in. She did however need to speak with the mayor at some point. Apo wanted to build a watchtower, or at least be able to reside in one of the taller buildings in the town.

After deeming the troublemaker a subdued problem for now, Apo shuffled through the townspeople looking for the mayor, eyes glancing around with a squint.

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"I haven't seen you around town before." Someone says behind her. Looking closer, it seems like the person was the one standing beside the mayor. Perhaps his husband?

Owen eyed the troublemaker who was previously tied up, holding back a snicker at them. He noticed their arms were untied, however they were cradling their head like crazy—the old lady who hit them over the head must've had something heavy in her purse to provoke such a reaction.

Owen wasn't necessarily glad that more people were visiting Oakhurst, in fact he would argue that he felt the opposite. He preferred the quiet, where people wouldn't bother him and in return he wouldn't bother them. However, Louis thrives when the town thrives and Owen wants nothing more than to see his partner flourish.

He stared at the yarn in Apo's hand, raising his brow. "I take it that you were the one that untied them?" He gestured to the troublemaker, whom people were still giving sour looks.

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Apo sighed, nodded, and balled up the yarn before pressing it into the lunatics hands for them to take care of it.

“Yeah.” She said, stunted before realizing she should explain. “I was sent to like.. watch over the town? By the military.” They patted their pockets for their badge, holding it out in hopes the person would believe them sooner and she would have to do less elaborating.

“I only arrived a week or two ago.” It was a long and quite boring journey. Oakhurst was far out from other parts, isolated in a way that Apo hoped meant she wouldn’t have to deal with many people despite what she was told.

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"Ah, I see. Well then." Owen eyed her badge, though he's awfully surprised that the military came to a place like Oakhurst, interesting. Hopefully Louis knows of this new addition. "Have you spoken to Lou- the mayor about this? I would hope so."

Owen clears his throat awkwardly, "My husband is usually the person who welcomes people of notice into town, welcome to Oakhurst." Stars, he is horrible at this 'welcoming people' thing.

He looks around the crowd for a moment, pausing. "Well then, have you gotten yourself checked in at a local inn?" He tilts his head, foot tapping against the floor nervously.

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OPEN STARTER - LORE POST

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MUSES IN THIS POST: OWEN, LOUIS, TOWNSFOLK, ANONYMOUS TROUBLEMAKER (ONE-OFF MUSE)

It was a big event. Whenever Louis hosted big events they always had to be extravagant—extravagant and gorgeous. Very fitting for him, Owen must say.

It's been 100 years since Louis properly stepped up as mayor again, and 50 years since Oakhurst was returned to it's former glory. He says 'glory', but all of the souls that were previously in Oakhurst were rotten.

Owen steps up aside Louis, leaning close to him. Louis requested that he came to this event, and he could never bring himself to deny his husband, even though he always gives him the choice to decline.

The lumberjack gives a quick look at the crowd, bowing his head curtly as he wraps his arm around his partner. Usually he would full on hug Louis, but it was a public and formal event.

Louis cleared his throat, gazing upon the crowd. He gave them a warm smile. "Welcome, people of Oakhurst, new and old! It's the 5 year anniversary of when I stepped up as mayor of this town. So, me and my husband have decided to host a banquet!" That was a cover up, but it was still the anniversary—just not a 5 year one, it was the 100 year anniversary.

A loud cheer echoed throughout the crowd, and the townsfolk who knew of the vampirism giggled amongst themselves at the lie—it was mainly the people who have been here for around a decade that knew, however there were some new ones that apparently had been let in on the 'town secret'.

All the people who didn't know about the secret gave the people that giggled dirty looks, as if they were being disrespectful—in hindsight, it would've looked like they were.

... However someone in the crowd looked quite peeved. Their hands were balled into fists, and they shoved their way through the mob, looking closely it seemed like they had some sort of weapon in their hand. "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE THE LOT OF YOU! I KNOW YOUR SECRET, YOU'RE A-" The person was quickly struck down by an old lady, who restrained them with some sewing yarn that she had in her purse.

Now seeing the person shackled, the crowd started booing them—to which Louis tried his best to calm them down, but to no avail. He saw them get thrown out of the horde and firmly grimaced, covering his mouth with his hands. Owen didn't care as much as Louis, but he still patted his husband's back sympathetically.

Louis cleared his throat to gain the attention of the assembly of people, who had just finished dealing with the troublemaker. He seemed much more nervous than he was when he started his speech, "Uhm, thank you all for dealing with that person, even if the methods you used were rather... violent in nature," he winced, "the banquet may begin, there's wine and other things of the sort on the tables placed around you."

Louis did a quick bow, before hurrying himself and Owen off the stage. "Pleasing the crowd is such a tough feat." He muttered, to which Owen gave him a quick peck on the cheek in an attempt to make him feel better, which it did.

The two gazed off into the sea of people, watching them all chatter amongst themselves. Louis offered a hand to Owen, and the two stepped into the crowd hand-in-hand.

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Apo winced at the town member who had been quickly shot down by the crowd. It was annoying, just causing her trouble by making such claims. Vampires weren’t real. But nutjobs certainly were.

She stepped out from her post at the edge of the crowd to try and untangle them from the yarn and to tell them to knock it off. Apo had been sent to Oakhurst because of her recent discharge in active duty. It had been a hope that there would be less violence and bloodshed, and Oakhurst needed to be assigned someone in the army to watch over them regardless due to its slowly growing numbers.

While Apo was glad to be in a more relaxed role, it didn’t make the job any easier. She tended to try and keep to herself, standing at the borders and keeping watch at events such as the one she found themself stood in. She did however need to speak with the mayor at some point. Apo wanted to build a watchtower, or at least be able to reside in one of the taller buildings in the town.

After deeming the troublemaker a subdued problem for now, Apo shuffled through the townspeople looking for the mayor, eyes glancing around with a squint.

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"I haven't seen you around town before." Someone says behind her. Looking closer, it seems like the person was the one standing beside the mayor. Perhaps his husband?

Owen eyed the troublemaker who was previously tied up, holding back a snicker at them. He noticed their arms were untied, however they were cradling their head like crazy—the old lady who hit them over the head must've had something heavy in her purse to provoke such a reaction.

Owen wasn't necessarily glad that more people were visiting Oakhurst, in fact he would argue that he felt the opposite. He preferred the quiet, where people wouldn't bother him and in return he wouldn't bother them. However, Louis thrives when the town thrives and Owen wants nothing more than to see his partner flourish.

He stared at the yarn in Apo's hand, raising his brow. "I take it that you were the one that untied them?" He gestured to the troublemaker, whom people were still giving sour looks.

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