#eventsb02

[thexclairvoyant]

Aftermath || OPEN

Pain...

Everything was in pain. Or perhaps sore and drained was a better way to describe Celine’s state after holding the seance to speak to Honey’s spirit. What fragments of what Honey’s spirit said lingered in the medium’s mind as she laid in her bed, eyes closed to rest while her stark white hair fanned out on the pillows cradling her head.

It worked, the seance actually worked...but what did she and Daphne really learn?

The attacker was a male...long dark hair...apologized to Honey before killing her...biting her...

So many details that did not seem to add up...or it lead to a conclusion Celine did not want to think about. Especially the last words that were left to haunt the medium’s thoughts...

Blood and earth...

What could that mean?

Celine’s eyes tiredly opened to glance at the door to her hospital room to see an unexpected but welcome guest.

“Hey...” she rasped weakly.

[xseraphoenix]

Going to the movies wasn’t something Sera had intended on doing. While they thought the idea of having it benefit the family of the poor werewolf that had been murdered, movies weren’t exactly their thing. They had decided, instead, that they would simply purchase some tickets and have the person working hand out some to people who couldn’t afford a ticket to all the movies they wanted to see. At least until the ones they had purchased ran out. 

They were still a ways away when they caught sight of the smoke, an immediate sign of trouble, and ran towards the theater. Without any hesitation they started to run inside the building, knowing that the flames wouldn’t hurt them. It still wasn’t time for the flames to consume them.

[jaymes-alpha]

If it hadn’t been The Breakfast Club Jaymes would have stayed the hell home. Her love of Molly had her holed up in a chair in the back corner with a bucket full of popcorn and milk duds. Jaymes had her boots propped up on a nearby chair as the rest of her body was coiled tightly into her chair. She had taken up a seat where she could see all the exits and the screen. Being caught off guard was not an option this time around. 

Stone cold sober and eating her overly buttered popcorn Jaymes scanned the room between every scene. There weren’t many people there, there was a young wolf sitting not too far in front of her playing on her phone. Jaymes fished out a piece of unbuttered popcorn and threw it at her. “Hey.” She spoke in a loud whisper as the wolf turned her head to glare. “This is my favorite movie. Pay attention or go watch something else.” 

Someone had approached her out of her line of sight when she had leaned forward to tell the girl off. Jaymes spoke, directing her attention to the new movie goer, “I’ll throw popcorn at you too if you ruin this.”

[sunnybrooke-rp-blog]

the world

          seemed

                  to    b u r n . . .

At 5pm (EST), the hybrid Felix, an employee at Palace Theatre, exits the bathroom in the middle of a showing, when he notices the concession stand burning. Fire has already begun to spread to the walls and event banners. Within a few seconds, the popcorn machine explodes, followed by the hot dog cooker, and other appliances, and the fire begins to spread more quickly. It catches five vampires exiting a theater unaware. Felix calls to them, but it’s too late. They’re caught in the explosions, and though Felix leaps for the fire alarm, the sprinklers do not go off, and the fire rapidly reduces them to ash.

Border Guards on duty, hearing the alarm, call in the fire department, but since the firefighters have to come from outside of Sunnybrooke, many rush inside to save as many as they can.

The fire continues to spread throughout the theater. By the time the fire department arrives, it’s too late to save the building, and many vampires have perished, while dozens of other creatures and humans are injured . . .

You may have your character(s) be injured, but please keep deaths to NPCs only. The severity of the injuries are up to you, however any major/life-threatening injuries will be taken to a hospital outside of Sunnybrooke, and they will not be able to interact with those still in Sunnybrooke until their recovery, due to the lockdown.

The event ends July 15th, current threads may address the plot-drop, or new starters can be made.

[thexclairvoyant]

Screaming || OPEN

The movie theatre. The only thing she heard tidbits of from the shouting of others through the window to her home was something about the theatre. The medium immediately got up from her kitchen table, leaving her steaming cup of tea untouched, and darted out of the front door to start running for the center of town. She grunted to others pushing and shoving in both directions, a multitude retreating from the site while others clamored towards it. It seemed like forever until Celine was close enough to get a look...and wished she didn’t.

Her eyes grew wide to see the infernal flames catch on to the rest of the theatre, smoke billowing through whatever openings it could find as survivors managed to run away from the blaze before collapsing by some of the other members of the town. Everything else started to blur into the background, white noise growing more and more distant as souls engulfed in the flames of the fire emerged from the shadows, blood dripping down from their eyes as their lips parted to scream. Their wails and cries echoed in Celine’s mind as her heart pounded in her chest, bottom lip quaking to the horror she was witnessing. The souls of those poor individuals who lost their lives would forever cycle over and over again through the same hell...burned in flames for all of eternity.

Celine could feel the tears well up in her eyes as they glued to the ghostly spirits of the vampires that had departed...along with the other souls that had emerged from the chaos through the veil to scream out of grief for their tragic exit from the world of the living.

“Stop...please stop...” begged the medium, shaking hands resting on either side of her head as the screaming grew louder, making the woman fall to her knees with her head leaning forward, eyes shutting tight.

[jaymes-alpha]

I need that fire | Closed

                                                                       ...just to know that I’m awake

Molly Ringwold really did make Jaymes forget all of the shit that had been plaguing her mind. The red head had probably been the start of Jaymes weakness toward women with flames for hair. There was no denying it, her first love mapped the rest. Molly was where her mind was when she stood outside of the building after helping clear out the theaters. Her pack had grouped around her doing a head count, Mateo not included. She trusted him to not do something stupid but she knew he couldn’t leave anyone behind. 

Noah’s mother stepped up to her side and muttered a name. The young wolf who she had thrown popcorn at was missing. Jaymes started to run through her memories. Had she seen the pup? Chills raised on her skin. The last time she had seen her was in the theater and she was helping someone get out. Jaymes scanned the crowd and tried to find the little one, even smell her. There was nothing she could find. Bumps raised on Jaymes arms, hair standing on end. That girl was still in the building.

Without hesitation Jaymes started pulling off her flannel  and ripped a water bottle from someone’s hands and doused her shirt as she moved toward the building. Jaymes tugged her shirt back on and emptied the last bit of water to soak the collar of her shirt. She pulled her sleeves over her hand and held her undershirt over her mouth and pushed past the flames into the building. The fire was licking at her pants and the smoke was ruining her sense of smell. Moving carefully through the burning building Jaymes cared about nothing but reaching that wolf. 

The path to the theater they had been in was slightly less on fire then then rest of the building. Sweat was pouring down her face as she pushed through the door with her shoulder it didn’t move. She hadn’t been thinking about structure damage when she entered the building but she sure as shit was now. The whole thing was coming down she needed to move faster. Eyes on the door, Jaymes backed up and slammed her body into the door as hard as she could. It gave way, releasing a wooden beam that had been holding it in place. The burning beam swung down from the ceiling and hammered into the side of her face. Stars appeared before her eyes and she hit the ground. All she could smell, even over the smoke, was her hair and skin burning. She stayed on her hands and knees for a moment as she panted.

Then she heard the voice. Calling for help down by the emergency exit that Jaymes had used earlier. Her missing pup. The heat was bearing down on her as she staggered to her feet. One foot in front of the other, Jaymes found her strength. Her face ached but she ignored it as she found the little one stuck under a huge piece of metal that had fallen. “What did I say about getting out?” Jaymes coughed out as she removed her shirt and held it to the girl’s face, “this isn’t going to be fun.” The last part was spoken mostly to herself as she face the metal. She grasped the edge and lifted it enough to get the girl out, hissing through her teeth at the pain in her hands. As soon as the girl was free Jaymes picked her up and kicked the back door open. 

None of her’s would die tonight. Not a single fucking one.

[mr-silvestri]

   Jumanji played on the screen of the cinema Mateo had opted to go to. Who couldn’t resist watching the classic board game movie? Alas, not even the 30 year old could stay away from indulging and reliving his childhood.

   And it was half-way through the showing, when the fire alarm suddenly began to ring through the air. The blaring alarm prompted a shift in the atmosphere inside the cinema. One second, they were all tuned in, watching. The next, screaming of panic began to permeate the environment, as everyone jumped to their feet and dashed towards the fire escape. 

   Mateo didn’t hesitate to spring into action, immediately going with the crowd until they’ve exited the burning building. With a ton of Sunnybrooke residents supposedly enjoying today’s movie marathon, who knows who was left behind. Nothing was for certain, and he found himself frantically looking around, wondering if he was supposed to be worried, or looking for someone, anyone in particular. 

[griffin-hybrid]

Movie after movie had played and Griffin had watched, from what he had deemed to be the perfect seat, as other residents came and went. Some stayed for a few movies, just one, or would come back later while skipping ones in between. Not Griffin. He stayed in his seat only leaving for a few minutes between each to go to the bathroom or hit the concession stand for more snacks. His favorite being a thing of popcorn with M&Ms and sour patch kids mixed in. 

The next movie up was Jumanji, like most of the others he had probably seen it close to a hundred times before, but it didn’t make him love it any less. “Have you seen this one?” he asked watching as someone had come in to the theater. “It’s really good. There’s this board game, but it’s real. Do you think there’s a real one in the other world?”