#fairveronariots

[mateo-rossi]

Mateo was uncomfortable. The suit that Elle had bought him was hot and he’d still yet to get used to the perfect kind of tailoring that made his movements stiff. He also now felt a new appreciation for her - the smalltalk and schmoozing she was doing at this charity gala was exhausting and it wasn’t even him doing the talking. He was just there to look good on her arm.

It was ridiculous to complain even for a second, he knew. And Mateo was proud of her - Elle effortlessly glowed as she moved from group to group, smooth talking donations from wealthy nobles for her cause. This was just... hard to get used to. He thought of either of their beds and how much nicer it’d be to be home watching a stupid movie while they were curled up with each other.

“It’s a sad thing to see a pretty boy all alone and without a drink in his hand,” a domme purred from beside Mat. He’d been distracted watching Elle’s face light up with joy, no doubt after soliciting another donation, and seeing her happy had made the discomfort he felt all worth it.

“Oh, uh, it’s okay, ma’am. Really. I, uh, I ain’t drinkin’ tonight,” Mateo replied, turning his attention to the domme beside him. He wasn’t sure when he’d drink again, or if. His last binge had been a disaster and he swore he’d never put Elle through seeing him in such a state again.

“Well isn’t that a pity. You look like you could use a drink. First time at one of these things?” she asked, reaching up to tease the ends of his hair.

“I-I’m fine, ma’am. Really. But, uh, yes - it is. My first time here, that is,” Mateo replied, feeling a familiar blush bloom across his cheeks as the domme began to curl his hair around her finger.

“Well, I do love first-timers. Why don’t you come sit over at my table and I’ll keep you company...” The domme’s hand slid more into his hair, her long nails scratching against his scalp. 

“O-oh, no, ma’am, I’m here with my domme, actually. Miss Elle Capulet,” he stuttered out, surprised at how freely she touched him. 

“Well, well - what another pity then. And here I thought I could have you all to myself tonight.” The domme’s hand slid from his hair to brush against his cheek before she turned to leave him alone. Mateo sighed, grateful she left without much of a fuss, then turned his attention back to Elle.

@elle-capulet

[fair-verona-rpg]

The Trial of Osborne Montague for the heinous murder of Rosemund Reed is now underway. These are dramatic times in Verona and tensions are high. As the trial draws to a close and a verdict is rendered, those tensions bubble over into the Verona Riots! The city streets are a battleground as people let the passions carry away their good sense. People are separated from one another, storefronts are destroyed, property is trashed and violence abounds on Fair Verona’s beautiful streets!

As night descends on October 5th, the power is lost, mobile towers stop working, and people are cut off from one another. The citizens of Verona are in the City, somewhere, some are injured and some feel compelled to go find their loved ones out and among the potentially dangerous crowds.

[OOC Notes below the cut]

Welcome to our first plotted event of year three! The Riots of Fair Verona. We welcome each of our players to approach the main with plot ideas for their muses.

For injuries, we will permit the following:

Four (4) serious injuries - requiring a maximum one week hospital stay

Ten (10) minor injuries - requiring a maximum overnight in the hospital

If a character was injured during the Halloween fire plotted event then that same character should not be injured in this event.

If you wish to discuss an injury plot, please message the main. We must be advised on the main of all injuries, however minor, so they can be recorded.

We welcome all plots. We’d love to see a variety of moments and connections between characters as they survive this harrowing experience. We encourage players to explore ideas with other players or characters that may be outside your character’s usual connections. This is an ideal opportunity for unlikely pairings or groups to occur. The only plots we will ban for this event are any involving sexual assault or injury to children/animals. These are triggering and detract from the intended fun of this event.

We want to accommodate all of our players (and all their timezones) so we will log but not respond to plot requests until September 22nd. Your plot must be submitted to the main by that date so that admin have time to discuss in detail. Please make sure the consequences of your plot are realistic. We are not trying to discourage creativity but we just want to make it fair and to ensure there is no duplication or people feeling left out.

Retired Characters may participate in this plotted event. Please advise the main if you wish to have one of your retired characters added to the list.  

If you do not wish for one or more of your characters to participate in this plotted event, please message the main to indicate where that character will be that night.  You may choose to only have some of your characters participate but all must be accounted for.  We will keep a record.

By the time of the Riots, you will all know the verdict of the trial but we are not giving away this information in advance. Plot accordingly.

In game, the entire event takes place from around 6:00 pm on the 5th of October and goes well into the following day. OOC we will stretch this event from October 5th to October 7th at midnight EST. As of midnight EST on the 7th of October, threads may wrap up but no new starters should be posted for during the riots.

The tag to be used will be fairveronariots.

[livyromano]

Romano Estate | Open

Livy awoke suddenly.  For a moment she thought the fear and panic of the previous evening had been a bad dream but the more she thought the more she realised it had been real.  There was something missing though.  “Lu?”  She got up and looked around.  “Luan?”  Her calls received no response and she was nowhere she looked.  Livy felt her nerves spike.  As a visitor to the estate Luan was her responsibility.  She got dressed quickly and ran from her home to look around the estate.  She stopped running just before bumping in to somebody.  “Sorry!  Have you seen a girl?  She is this high.  Short brown hair.  She shall appear to be afraid of her own shadow.  Have you seen her?”  Her tone was full of panic and concern.