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Entry tags:
- !mingle,
- !ota,
- - event: the sim ends,
- asoiaf: eddard stark,
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- izombie: ravi chakrabarti,
- kate kelly: kate kelly,
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- marvel: claire temple,
- marvel: peggy carter,
- marvel: wanda maximoff,
- moana: moana,
- oc: jude sullivan,
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- shadowhunters: clary fray,
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- star trek: kira nerys,
- star wars: baze malbus,
- star wars: kylo ren,
- tlou: owen prichard,
- vtr: samantha moon
[EVENT] The Simulation Ends
WHERE: 6I Fountain Park & Elsewhere
WHEN: April 1
OPEN TO: ALL - Mingle
WARNINGS: N/A
WHEN: April 1
OPEN TO: ALL - Mingle
WARNINGS: N/A
In the snug circle of an old park, a fountain sits burbling beneath a broad, midday sky.
Once-neat paving stones have buckled and cracked from the slow nudge of wayward roots. Benches stand covered in lichen and rust. Three paths push into the underbrush like the spokes on a wheel, the encroaching forest creating lush tunnels through the dark.
But the fountain stands singular and pristine, brightly splashing in open rebellion of the deep, muffled sounds of a place long ago gone to seed. A vibration hums through the ground, there and quickly gone, and the water in the fountain trembles, lapping against the high walls of its cool, pale reservoir.
Far, far away, in a place that isn't really there, people begin to blink out of existance.
It is the first of April.
It is precisely ten o'clock in the morning.
[Please see event details and guidelines here.]
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When he says her name in that curious, uncertain way, Claire nods while rubbing his arms and getting some warmth into his limbs. She recognizes him right away.
"Hey, Danny. You alright?" she questions.
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"I.. I am alright, just cold and wet."
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They all looked like mountain men and women.
"Wish I could tell you, but we're still in the village and looks like everything is as it was before. Your stuff is where you had it last, too."
Besides the disorientation that everyone seemed to have after crawling out of the fountain, Danny seemed okay. Yet, she was still a nurse and checked him over regardless.
"You remember where that is?"
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He moves to sit up more looking around, but he doesn't fight her when it comes to checking him over. Part of him is happy for it.
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"You came through it again. We all did." she tried to explain. "As for Steve, I'm not sure. People are arriving in threes every 15-20 minutes."
She hadn't yet met Steve, but she did know who he was and knew Danny and him were friends. It was a small village, after all.
"Did you live with him?"
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At the question, he calms though.
"Yeah, I live with him and Mary."
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Claire smiles and nods, cringing a little. "Yeah, you do. And really long hair. I can't explain that either, but it seems where we were last might have been maybe a holding place. Or, maybe it wasn't even real."
That was an eerie thought altogether.
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He sighs."But why? This place looks exactly the same." He shakes his head. "We'll figure that out later, what do we need to do now?"
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She continued to listen, but when Danny asked what was to be done now, she gestured to him. "You need to put some dry clothes on before you catch something worse than hypothermia. Everything you had will be at that place you were living with your friends. Come on, I'll take you there."
Claire straightened. "Can you stand?"
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"You're lucky to have your friends here." she speaks, hoping he can hear her from wherever he is.
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Because that was ridiculous, despite how amusing it sounded.
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