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[alexxcomics]

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Alex had been hanging out with friends at his store and he was heading home pretty late. Before he had even realised, he was walking faster and faster. He couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being followed. “Being crazy, you’re being crazy, Alex,” he breathed out loud, trying to focus on the music in his headphones. "Stop freaking yourself out." He jumped, seeing a figure but as his eyes adjusted, he realised it was someone familiar. "Fuck."

[ofwulf]

Starter: open (@hollowstarters) Event: Holloway Event 01 (Leland Manor)

Douglas has no intention of attending the 'lock in'. Because, well ... Bad idea. Too many people. Too enclosed an environment. There's a chance that something - bad - might happen. And he most determinedly doesn't want to be said 'bad' thing. That hasn't stopped him from heading in the general direction of the Leland Manor... Or lingering in the garden and wandering a little distractedly around the different vendors and booths. So far he has a coffee and a salted pretzel - not that he particularly wanted either but it's a good enough guise under which to nose around.

Because there are weird things slipping into the town. Causing harm... causing fear. And Douglas is scared - not for himself but for the people who live here... His friends. His family. And this... this event. He's just not sure. Is it a good thing to raise a little morale? To give people the space to let their hair down and have a little harmless fun? Or is it a damn beacon. Drawing people in... Locking them in. A place where any screams or cries for help may just be assumed to be part of the entertainment. He's trying to shake the words - 'lambs to the slaughter' - out of his head... But without a great deal of success.

So no. He won't be stepping through those doors when the key turns. But maybe he won't head too far out of the neighborhood... Just in case...

He's trying to keep an eye on who is coming and going through the front door, but the place has a buzz of almost nervous excitement - and he's finding it hard to keep track.

"You going in, or just here for the spectacle?"

He asks half distractedly to someone near by.

[sirxfran]

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“I’m asking everyone. Don’t worry,” Fran said, his tone managing to be both firm and calm as he spoke. “Have you seen anything strange in the woods? Just... anything out of the ordinary? And if you do, please don’t linger around the area."

[missxpip]

Piper sat on a wall not too far from her apartment. She looked down at her watch, spinning it slightly on her arm. Sensing someone near, she glanced up. "A curfew?" she started. "I mean, what exactly would they do if I wandered out there right now?"

[belmondxwolf]

@hollowstarters Open Starter

Hand on the door, the situation felt oddly similar, although Tammi couldn’t quite pinpoint what was going on. She rubbed her lips together, her senses on alert as she quickly searched the area with her eyes. “Uh... um, who is there?” She turned, stepping slightly towards the sound. “This isn’t funny if this is some kind of practical joke.” 

[summerdu]

Starter: open (@hollowstarters)

Event: Holloway Event 01 (Leland Manor)

Summer sat behind the little kitchen island where she had been set up to make coffee, the smell of the rich roasts filling the air as the coffee pot bubbled. It was going well enough, people seemed glad for the warm drink as they explored the Manor. Sorting through the few dollars that had been passed to her as the clunk of foot steps passed by over her head.

"Creaky floor boards how scary." She said with a smile as she looked back toward the person approaching her coffee stand. "Can I get you something?"

[ohsokate]

In the Wildling Inn, Kate sat alone at one of the tables with her fingers tapping rhythmically against the wooden surface. She’d been contemplating on whether she’d surpassed her life expectancy in Holloway... and if it had been time to move on. There had been no signs that the coven hunting her down, and the book they desired— unbeknownst to her, a grimoire — was still in her possession. But she never felt completely safe. Her eyes drifted down to the book’s residence in her satchel that rested against the table’s leg, with her foot firmly pressed against the strap. She wasn’t taking any chances.

As the human noticed someone viewing her from nearby, she narrowly stared towards them, expecting and fearing the worse. 

“What?” She growled coldly, hoping the individual wouldn’t sense the agitation in her voice. “Do you want a picture?” 

[natexbeaumont]

Location: The Lake @hollowstarters

The gentle waves of the lake rolled to shore as he watched the water devour every drop of black ink, making it swirl and twist. Yet no message formed, no reply from the Trader. His question remained unanswered, his call for help unheard. Nathaniel closed his eyes, took a deep breath as the spell simply disappeared in thin air. He was about to give up for the day when he heard a noise behind him, footsteps on the gravel shore.

"Who's there?", he called out and slowly turned towards the person, his magic raising its ugly head in anticipation.