@rainbowmuses text thread Satine & Obi Wan
Satine -> Obi Wan: Are you alright?
Satine -> Obi Wan: Something is happening to some of the people here. They've gone crazy. Please tell me you're somewhere safe and not out and about...

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@rainbowmuses text thread Satine & Obi Wan
Satine -> Obi Wan: Are you alright?
Satine -> Obi Wan: Something is happening to some of the people here. They've gone crazy. Please tell me you're somewhere safe and not out and about...
closed starter for victoria!! ( @mcrcki )
he had taken longer than he wanted to find his way to victoria, to make sure she was alright. finally spying the redhead, he moved to wrap his arms around her. “sorry i took so long. did you save anything for me?”
“did you hear the fucking drums, dude? i saw this movie like, a thousand times when i was a kid. that was some jumanji level stuff. i don’t think even being a werewolf is gonna help us out of that. have you heard from any of the others? scott, malia?”
( @recklcssabandon )
leia ➙ ahsoka : i may or may not have lost my detail. leia ➙ ahsoka : not my fault, there’s this crazy windstorm and we got separated. leia ➙ ahsoka : also, sorry for being a kriffing idiot and getting stabbed by sideous? leia ➙ ahsoka : i love you?
( @tragcdysewn )
since i’ve done a decent amount of plotting so far, this is my attempt to try and get ahead of the curve, giving myself enough time draft up starters before the event truly starts - consider this an event starter call. obviously some of these levels will change as the event goes on, so feel free to request whatever you want for these guys on their starting levels. i also have included which of my characters are open for texting threads, since some of them probably will be preoccupied with everything else going on. there’s no cap on this right now, i just ask that you let me know who you would like the starters for! and as always, if you’d like to plot more, please just message me!
level one.
alecto carrow ( open for texts/calls ) marlene mckinnon, sybill trelawney, antonin dolohov angelica schuyler ( open for texts/calls ) peggy schuyler (texting) benvolio montague haruka tenoh ( open for texts/calls ) jo harvelle ; oliver hampton molly prewett ( open for texts/calls ) ; arthur weasley (texting), ewan mckinnon, ginny weasley (texting) noah czerny ; blue sargent, fawn roy harper scorpius malfoy ( open for texts/calls ) ; albus severus
level two.
adam milligan ( open for texts/calls ) will herondale, hugo weasley (texting), claire novak andrew minyard ; iggy anna of arendelle ( open for texts/calls ) ; agnarr el hopper ( open for texts/calls ) ; han solo, joyce byers, nancy wheeler, ben solo, anakin solo (texting) five hargreeves ; ben hargreeves, dave katz, vanya hargreeves luke skywalker ( open for texts/calls ) ; shmi skywalker, henry windsor, ben skywalker, leia organa (texting) neville longbottom ; theodore nott, hannah abbott, ginny weasley raven roth ; adora, tasha roxanne weasley ( open for texts/calls ) ; victoire weasley, lysander scamander sirius black ( open for texts/calls ) ; hermione granger, bellatrix black, marlene mckinnon (texting), ginny weasley, regulus black (texting) shuri ; bucky barnes, thor, scott lang
level three.
barbara gordon ; chloe price catra ( open for texts/calls ) ; entrapta, scott summers jasper hale ; elizabeth midford, faith lehane, victoria, tara raeken (texting) mason hewitt ( open for texts/calls ) ; kevin keller, liam dunbar (texting), scott mccall natalie mckinnon ( open for texts/calls ) ; maddie mckinnon (texting), nymphadora tonks, james sirius potter, marina mckinnon zuko
@jedimusings
revan → ben : where are you? are you safe? revan → ben : everyone is a mess in this area, i’m near the white house but... just don’t go here at all costs.
the antique door closes exactly at 11:59 p.m, the owner believing that teenagers will find themselves entering the store for ancient artifacts that might pair nicely with an ouija board, like a glass of wine pairing with a sliver of cheese. a board game hovers, nearly teetering off the edge, a possibility that ends in fifty-fifty. the old man grumbles quietly, the lights dimmed as he pushes himself through, finger running along the shelves and picking up dust. an antique shop without dust isn’t an antique shop in his opinion. the dust gives it a voice. he moves slowly, careful not to trip over the floorboards that creak beneath his weight. he knows where every divot is, where everything that might trip him, except for the cane that a pair of teenagers dropped once they ran out of the shop laughing about the ‘haunted’ doll that they bought and were willing to hide in a friend's closet. his footing catches, he stumbles forwards, and the hand reaches out, pushing the board game to topple to the floor with the pieces falling. he doesn’t realize until it’s too late, of what had happened. an ancient myth comes to life as a rumble shakes the city at 12:00 a.m. exactly.
it happens overnight. there’s a rumble, commotion being raised as citizens feel the earth shake between their toes, but the moment they blink, everything has quieted. it’s not new, strange things happen all the time here, but it’s different. strange things aren't new when it comes to washington, d.c.; but this time there’s a moment of brief fear, a moment of foreshadowing whispering that it only grows worse..
citizens wait through their moment of paranoia but nothing follows, so sleep takes hold again, washing over all the citizens as if they hadn’t heard anything. it’s not until 3:00 a.m. until unrest stirs. families, friends, couples, find themselves whisked away in different sections of the city. they don’t know how they got there, or why. just one second they were in their beds, the next they find themselves… elsewhere. commotion rises, when something new occurs, something that isn’t understood, panic always rises.
unknowingly, the residents of the city have become pawns in the city. it would have been better if they could stay with those they love, but each section of the city brings them somewhere else. it starts off easy for some, a windstorm that they have to avoid or brave with the risks of the powerful gusts sweeping away memories; the first level. fears come to life, citizens are left to their own imagination as they see their form take shape and form, claws scratching and terrors haunting each and everyone, the second level. there are rumors in the city, that there’s something off in the city. people have always said that the city water can’t be trusted, but slowly, they turn out to be right. powered beings sinking lower and lower, losing their humanity and grip on their world, and darkness peeking through if it overcomes them - the third level.
for some, they might find themselves lucky. through the windstorms, the fear, and the supernatural - some might find themselves surrounded by growing trees and exotic flowers, but no danger in sight. it’s a breath of fresh air, a moment of peace for those who manage to bypass the levels. it’s a break and a reward, where calmness is installed
if you manage to make it through all three levels, you will find yourself in a tropical jungle. it’s not home, but it’s safe enough, a reward for fighting your way through the game. there you will remain until the game is finished, able to get a moment of peace among the chaos. it’s a victory, a shout in the dark, a knowledge in knowing that even in the darkest of times - survival is possible.
welcome to jumanji, try your hardest to survive - if you can.
@softsliders19 | for Richie
The winds reminded her of Hay Lin which caused a soft smile to form on her lips. Maybe that looked a little odd due to the circumstances but she couldn’t deny the fact that she missed her girls. After all the time she had spent living in Washington without them, it would break anyone’s heart. Hiding inside an empty grocery store, she jumped when she noticed someone else. “How long have you been standing there?”