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No one has time today I suppose...

Who ever wants to go next can just put up their next post...I'd prefer ASAP.
If possible I'd like to do one character per day this round. So, who wants to play? :)


Mellie took a deep breathe, relief flooding through her.

"It's Mellie. But thank-you. Thank-you so much."

She took a second to collect her thoughts, then replied slowly, "I think I'd better leave town. Judy had some trouble, and I don't like...I've heard some things that make me very nervous." She paused again as she scratched the little owl under his chin. His eyes closed in birdie-bliss and he made a deep sort of churr-ing noise deep in his throat.

"Yes. I need to leave town. Do you know where Judy went? She didn't leave me any information other than your name." Mellie chuckled self deprecatingly, "I had to look you up in the phone book, and I can't even tell you how odd it feels to be telling all this to a stranger."

She quickly cataloged what she would take with her in her mind. She could fit a fair amount in her old beat up station wagon, but she had no idea where she could go and what she would need...a knife of despair flashed thought her at the thought of leaving her garden, but for the little owl currently nibbling her knuckle she knew she would do it. For him and for whatever was happening within herself.


As soon as she heard his voice Mellie began to feel really silly. What was she doing bothering this old man? Wasting his time. She almost hung up...but in the end - after much too long of a pause - she answered hesitantly.

"Hello? Are you Mr. Avingdale? I'm Mellie. Amelie. I got your name from my neighbor, Judy. Well, she's not my neighbor anymore I suppose...I'm babbling, I know, it's just that this is so odd."

Without giving the poor man a chance to speak she dove right in to explaining her relationship - if you could call it that - to Judy, and what Judy's note had said. Then she paused awkwardly for a minute and just listened, hoping he hadn't hung up on her. She was sure she'd sounded absolutely crazy and there was a good chance he would hang up on her if he hadn't already.

She heard an intake of breathe, and then blurted out "I'm sorry. I just...didn't know what else to do...or who else I could call...."
I think we're going to do a slight variation. Sorry...I've got a plot going, but I'm not stellar at this 'putting things into practice' business. *sigh* Please feel free to question me, it helps.

In order to get the coordinates You need to have a short conversation with the NPC. They have information, you need to get it.

Each PC will have a few back and forth posts with their NPC. Max of 4 posts each. Once you have your info and are ready to move on you're done this round and another poster can have their turn. Because of this you'll need to be able to be fairly active for the day or so (hopefully) it will take to finish the conversation. If you're super busy just let another player go first, and we'll get everyone through. *sigh* this GMing business is tough!

Again, I'm always open to suggestions.

*Added*

Ok folks, Nem and I are going to wrap up our section tonight (I hope :) ), so who would like dibs on the second position this round? Anyone have free time tonight and TM?


The rest of that day had gone by in a blur. Mellie had made it home, she must have walked but she couldn’t remember a single step of the trip, and when she got there the little owl had been right on her heels awkwardly hopping along. She had spent the evening staring off into space as the world seemed to spin and then gradually reform around her.

As she realized the effects the little owl had brought to her life moments she had let skip by her unnoticed whirled through her mind – a news article about a man and cougar being shot, a piece on the radio about a woman stoned to death, Judy leaving her home because she didn’t feel safe…all of it added up to overwhelm her completely.

She had been certain she wouldn’t sleep, but she woke up to sunbeams warming her skin and puffs of warm breath against her cheek. Her attempt to shift without disturbing the owl was given up right away as a sleepy hoot accompanied her first tentative movements. She sighed and put up a hand to steady him as she sat up stiffly in her chair. It had been a long time since she had collapsed in her chair and not woken until morning.

Despite the changes wrought on her brain the night before Mellie felt surprisingly fresh and calm. She still wasn’t sure what she would do, how she would cope with these differences, but a few hours out in her garden would help her find a new path.

Today was Thursday, but she had left a note for the principal saying she was ill and wouldn’t be coming in, with tomorrow being a bonus day off she had a lovely long weekend stretching before her.

Mellie slipped on her favorite gardening clothes, old ratty jeans and a comfortable top with an old sweater to protect against the chill still hanging around, and stepped into her own backyard oasis. She had spent the past five or so year she had lived her gradually reforming the garden from a boring and plain slab of grass to a maze-like wonderland of bushes, trees, and plants she had picked out herself. She took a moment to simply drink it in with her eyes, let the new growth cheer her up and soothe her spirit.

The little owl chirruped and hooted cheerfully before he hopped into the mess of plant life to scratch around for bugs. Watching him ferret out a grasshopper and a fat earth worm in minutes Mellie allowed herself to relax to his presence too. She could feel him, almost as though her heart and his beat together – his fast little rhythm a companion to her own slower and steadier beat.

With one last sigh she got her working gloves on and set to it; clearing last year’s dead growth, spreading mulch on this garden patch, digging some green compost in other places. At each small patch she spent a few moments just looking and feeling the ground; wondering if the onions and garlic she had planted here were coming up yet, checking on a bush she had planted a bit late and been concerned about, just reconnecting with her space.

When she’d finally accomplished enough that she felt she had made a start she went back to the first bed she had touched – and started. She had begun working in her garlic and onion bed for this year, she was positive the vibrantly green tips hadn’t begun to do more than break the top of the soil, but now each tip was poking through the mulch she had re-spread after checking on them. With a confused expression she went to the little bush she had just checked, it too had about an extra half inch of growth from what it had had less than 10 minutes ago!

Shaking her head Mellie dismissed it, obviously she had been too distracted to garden. Hopefully she hadn’t managed to kill anything in her fog. She couldn’t’ shake the scowl, or the strange drained feeling that suddenly suffused her limbs. She hadn’t done THAT much work, why was she so tired?

She felt a bump against her leg as she reached to open her back door, the little owl with a predator’s scowl on his face. He nudged her with his beak again, and Mellie got the feeling he wanted her to go inside and eat something. Well, surely that was her own stomach telling her and she was projecting it onto the owl…right?

~~~

After a quick lunch Mellie had made up her mind and looked up that Avingdale fellow in the phone book. She sat down at her table, cell phone in hand and owl snuggled contentedly into her lap, and dialed the number.
It rang once.

Twice.

Three times, and then someone answered in a solid male voice,

“Hello?”

~~~
*note* Bah, sorry for any confusing things...I'm recovering from a cold so my brain isn't quite working yet. lol I'll post the NPC reply to my own right away, and then who ever wants to can go next :)
Yep, you got it :)

I know I'm prone to long posts, and in the beginning - especially since there's been no interaction so far - it's been necessary. However, as we go on shorter posts will be more normal because there will be conversations and other things.

Also, I think I'm going to institute a 'skip' mechanism, so that when someone is super busy, or vanishes or, w/e, the game can continue without everyone getting stuck.

So, let me know what you guys all think, and if everyone's cool with it we'll implement this starting tomorrow:

-I will post twice a week. The day before my post goes up I'll post here to let everyone know.
-If you miss one posting round you can simply tack it on at the beginning of your next post (or PM me if it's an NPC interaction and we can do a short joint post to get you caught up)
-If you miss two rounds you'll need to contact me, but likely you can just get all caught up in one post or a short joint post.
-If you vanish for 3 rounds (aka a week and a half) without telling me anything, I'll make your character inactive, but you can get caught up with a PM)
-2 weeks (4 rounds) with no notification and we'll figure it out if we get there.

Of course valid reasons will just mean you'll need to get caught up, no problems, but if people start vanishing for 2-3 weeks at a time without any notification/reason and come back expecting to have no problems...we'll have to have a chat. TBH though I'd really rather not have to deal with any of that. I'm nice and fair and I'd rather just enjoy the game.

I'll be adding the posting guidelines to the first OOC post, along with a few basic rules (nothing scary, don't worry ;) )

Any questions???

Also, I will be posting tomorrow for sure.
Alrighty folks, we're gonna get really going in the next day or so.

Here's what's gonna happen:

-Either Nem or I will run the NPCs
-Once I've got my post up go ahead and contact the NPC you chose (I still need to know who you'd like Wulfenheart!) in your next post, and I'll respond right after with an NPC post. (Which means don't post directly after another player, wait for me to have the NPC short post up first! I'll be quick, I promise!)
-There will be nessecary info in the NPC post that will lead you on to step two. How you travel is up to you...but I'd suggest some form of motor vehicle ;)

You can have your char start experiencing some minor magic, but minor is the key word. Little puffs of dust for earth mages, glasses of water tipping over for water mages, tiny little sparks or pieces of paper (other flammable things) randomly catching fire, ect. Nothing too major!

From here on out I'd like everyone to commit to 2 posts/week.

Thanks!
I'm fine with judicious use of cursing. For example, if you see someone get hit by a car "Oh, goodness gracious!" Is likely NOT what first pops into your head, lol.

I'm for gritty realism...with a healthy dose of magic ;)
Yikes! That's a nasty pile-up! I'm glad to hear you're ok, and that your car is mostly ok. I don't know what car insurance is like in the states, but if it's anything like the PITA is it up here then i do not envy you the next few months of fighting with them :(

I'm looking forward to seeing your post :D

Bunnita, I love yours...it reads like a mix of those crime dramas and an action movie, lol
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