Yay! Starting sometime tomorrow (today?) sounds great! Finals just ended for me, so I'm back from the dead again.
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Name: Aaron Johnson
Age: 24
Occupation: Graduate Student studying Chemistry at Shimabara University.
Repetition: 12**th repetition
Original 17 May: Aaron Johnson woke groggily, as always, wretched out of his dreams by a screeching alarm. The first of many, if he didn’t manage to get out of bed before the more demanding ones came alive. Why’d I sign up for the morning session? Aaron wondered to himself while readying for the day. At some point the news mentioned a chance of rain, so Aaron grabbed his jacket on the way out. Carrying an umbrella around was a habit he’d never been able to form, and he could just keep it stuffed in his backpack if no bad weather came.
As usual, Aaron paid little attention to his surrounding on the way to campus. The subway ride appeared uneventful, although on the walk to class some poor guy got coffee spilled all over himself. Not my problem. Aaron thought, as he walked past the scene. Class was also uneventful with Prof Nakamura droning on about rotor models and then Prof Sinichi giving a talk about some new computational methodology. At least that was interesting, if hardly relevant to Aaron’s research.
A brief lunch segued into an afternoon in the lab, mostly consisting of setting up reactions, and logging the results of those which had finished overnight, before finally returning home. All in all, a perfectly normal Tuesday. Just as tomorrow would likely be a perfectly normal Wednesday….
Name: Aaron Johnson
Age: 24
Occupation: Graduate Student studying Chemistry at Shimabara University.
Repetition: 12**th repetition
Original 17 May: Aaron Johnson woke groggily, as always, wretched out of his dreams by a screeching alarm. The first of many, if he didn’t manage to get out of bed before the more demanding ones came alive. Why’d I sign up for the morning session? Aaron wondered to himself while readying for the day. At some point the news mentioned a chance of rain, so Aaron grabbed his jacket on the way out. Carrying an umbrella around was a habit he’d never been able to form, and he could just keep it stuffed in his backpack if no bad weather came.
As usual, Aaron paid little attention to his surrounding on the way to campus. The subway ride appeared uneventful, although on the walk to class some poor guy got coffee spilled all over himself. Not my problem. Aaron thought, as he walked past the scene. Class was also uneventful with Prof Nakamura droning on about rotor models and then Prof Sinichi giving a talk about some new computational methodology. At least that was interesting, if hardly relevant to Aaron’s research.
A brief lunch segued into an afternoon in the lab, mostly consisting of setting up reactions, and logging the results of those which had finished overnight, before finally returning home. All in all, a perfectly normal Tuesday. Just as tomorrow would likely be a perfectly normal Wednesday….
Appearance:
Name: Aaron Johnson
Age: 24
Occupation: Graduate Student studying Chemistry at Shimabara University.
Repetition: 12**th repetition
Original 17 May: Aaron Johnson woke groggily, as always, wretched out of his dreams by a screeching alarm. The first of many, if he didn’t manage to get out of bed before the more demanding ones came alive. Why’d I sign up for the morning session? Aaron wondered to himself while readying for the day. At some point the news mentioned a chance of rain, so Aaron grabbed his jacket on the way out. Carrying an umbrella around was a habit he’d never been able to form, and he could just keep it stuffed in his backpack if no bad weather came.
As usual, Aaron paid little attention to his surrounding on the way to campus. The subway ride appeared uneventful, although on the walk to class some poor guy got coffee spilled all over himself. Not my problem. Aaron thought, as he walked past the scene. Class was also uneventful with Prof Nakamura droning on about rotor models and then Prof Sinichi giving a talk about some new computational methodology. At least that was interesting, if hardly relevant to Aaron’s research.
A brief lunch segued into an afternoon in the lab, mostly consisting of setting up reactions, and logging the results of those which had finished overnight, before finally returning home. All in all, a perfectly normal Tuesday. Just as tomorrow would likely be a perfectly normal Wednesday….
There we go.
Name: Aaron Johnson
Age: 24
Occupation: Graduate Student studying Chemistry at Shimabara University.
Repetition: 12**th repetition
Original 17 May: Aaron Johnson woke groggily, as always, wretched out of his dreams by a screeching alarm. The first of many, if he didn’t manage to get out of bed before the more demanding ones came alive. Why’d I sign up for the morning session? Aaron wondered to himself while readying for the day. At some point the news mentioned a chance of rain, so Aaron grabbed his jacket on the way out. Carrying an umbrella around was a habit he’d never been able to form, and he could just keep it stuffed in his backpack if no bad weather came.
As usual, Aaron paid little attention to his surrounding on the way to campus. The subway ride appeared uneventful, although on the walk to class some poor guy got coffee spilled all over himself. Not my problem. Aaron thought, as he walked past the scene. Class was also uneventful with Prof Nakamura droning on about rotor models and then Prof Sinichi giving a talk about some new computational methodology. At least that was interesting, if hardly relevant to Aaron’s research.
A brief lunch segued into an afternoon in the lab, mostly consisting of setting up reactions, and logging the results of those which had finished overnight, before finally returning home. All in all, a perfectly normal Tuesday. Just as tomorrow would likely be a perfectly normal Wednesday….
There we go.
So, is the repeating going to be when we lose consciousness / sleep, or is it when the day hit's midnight or something? (I'd favor the loss of consciousness bit, but would like to clarify before writing my first day.)
Edit: Do you want us to post characters here for approval or PM?
Edit: Do you want us to post characters here for approval or PM?
I don't have much of a preference for where our city is located, though preferably someplace decently large. If you'd like, I can work on making a map for the city if you can give me any guideline's you'd like. I rather enjoy those kinds of things.
Demonic Weather Manipulation....
Take a guess.
Take a guess.
@Xeronoia I agree. I don't think I've heard of anything that really sticks in the loop. The only stories I know of that really focus on time loops are Groundhog Day and Edge of Tomorrow / All you need is kill. I'm surprised it hasn't been explored much more.
I've always daydreamed about this ever since I saw the movie Groundhog day. Definitely interested in joining!
Glanced down the hole after Teri the brave - or foolhardy - Nem went disappeared down into the darkness. Laurena could see her shape moving faintly in the shadows, however it was hard to make out any details. "I guess I'll head down next, before the rest of you muck up any interesting residues." She paused for a moment, fondling the rope and looking down. "I would say to get a light, but I'm not a huge fan of heights. might be better if I don't think I'm going to fall to my death.
Then gathering her nerves, she lowered herself over the side, imitating the maintenance workers who would hang from the walls back at Meridan. Hand over hand, walking down the wall. Of course, it had seemed a lot easier in theory than it was in practice. And the workers were attached to the rope by some kind of harness, so they didn't have to support their entire weight. They were a lot higher up though, with a lot more room to fall, and how am I not at the bottom yet? As if responding to her thoughts, the ground soon met her feet. Lacking good nightvision, she couldn't make out much at all.
"Give me a second and I'll get some light!" she called back to the rest of the party, then summoned a glowing blue ball. The light was distorted, casting rippling patterns on the wall which made it seem as though they were underwater. While light magic certainly wasn't her specialty, Laurena could make do. As much as it pained her to admit it, she would prefer some light from a torch as well, as the prospect of lighting the entire trip seemed rather exhausting.
Then gathering her nerves, she lowered herself over the side, imitating the maintenance workers who would hang from the walls back at Meridan. Hand over hand, walking down the wall. Of course, it had seemed a lot easier in theory than it was in practice. And the workers were attached to the rope by some kind of harness, so they didn't have to support their entire weight. They were a lot higher up though, with a lot more room to fall, and how am I not at the bottom yet? As if responding to her thoughts, the ground soon met her feet. Lacking good nightvision, she couldn't make out much at all.
"Give me a second and I'll get some light!" she called back to the rest of the party, then summoned a glowing blue ball. The light was distorted, casting rippling patterns on the wall which made it seem as though they were underwater. While light magic certainly wasn't her specialty, Laurena could make do. As much as it pained her to admit it, she would prefer some light from a torch as well, as the prospect of lighting the entire trip seemed rather exhausting.
I'm rather busy at the moment, and dealing with a couple of personal issues, but I'll try and get a post up either Tuesday or Wednesday if noone does before then.
Edit: To sleep, or write...Eh, who needs sleep anyways. I'll have something up before the sun rises. (Here, that is.)
Edit: To sleep, or write...Eh, who needs sleep anyways. I'll have something up before the sun rises. (Here, that is.)
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