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404. Well, this one's definitely found. And pretty nice. Though he's not really sure how the place had what he liked, he wasn't about to argue with a computer he had no hand in programming. So he's gonna be checking out his apartment, and possibly seeing who else lives here.

Around Town

New place? Time to explore! Yay. Or maybe he's having a jog in the morning to burn off energy. He might even look familiar to someone. Jake's just scoping the place out, looking around, checking out the shops and bars. He might also be looking at possible vantage points. But whatever he's doing, he's likely wearing a weird shirt


So, new here. Anyone have the lowdown on good places to go here? Fun things to see? Also, anyone else notice how weird this place is? I mean big blue doors and computers that have just the right thing. Makes anyone wonder. I mean not complaining, but looking for the catch.


Aug. 22nd, 2017 09:05 pm
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"No, seriously! He says he's a planet!"

His voice carries across the room, louder than he initially intended but still filled with every bit of that flabbergast feeling that's been nagging at him since Ego stepped foot outside of the round, white spaceship and declared himself Peter's dad. He's not exactly sure how many days that's been now, though he's half convinced that it's probably a lifetime ago. There had been some time spent traveling from Berhert. And it had to have been at least a day on Ego's planet. How many since he stumbled into this tropical paradise? That's where Peter really lost count.

He hadn't exactly planned to spend most of it hitting up every bar and establishment he could find. That's the kind of thing that just happens. Used to happen a whole lot more before the Guardians of the Galaxy and a shitload of responsibility fell on his shoulders. Whatever door he had wandered through to find himself in this place wouldn't open. And Quill had tried: pulling on the knob multiple times, kicking it hard enough to cause pain to radiate up his leg, even blasting the damn thing. Eventually, he had just given up, slipped his headphones back on, and pressed play on the Walkman. Then he had set off to explore whatever planet he had magically found himself on.

"A planet," Peter continues, ignoring any response the bartender might have had to his story. He takes another long gulp of his beer and shakes his head. Man, were situations reversed, Peter probably wouldn't believe it either. And, oh god-- "Fucking Drax wanted to know how he..." Peter trains off, grimacing with disgust. "My mom and a planet!"

Disgusting. Absolutely disgusting. The words "mom" and "sex" never belong in the same sentence.

He takes another swig and sighs. He props his elbow on the edge of the bar top, forehead resting in his palm. This is what he needed. Not Drax's perverse questions or Gamora's skepticism or his dad showing off his own personal Garden of Eden. This is what he needs: good beer and a non-opinionated ear to talk to. Yeah, Quill's not going to question how or why he found himself in this place. He's just thankful to be here. Draining the last of the pint, he places the glass down with a satisfying thud. "I need another."
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Matt Murdock

Disoriented isn't exactly the right word for what Matt feels when he wakes up. He remembers the creature. He remembers the way it shredded the chestplate on his armored suit. He remembers the agonizing pain from having his heart ripped out, remembers that he was alive long enough to see his heart in the creature's talons. He knows what happened to him, but he can't figure out why he's alive now and he's very much alive. He can hear his heart thundering in his chest and the whoosh of his blood in his veins. He can hear how loud his living body is and as he adjusts to that, other noises trickle in, overwhelming at first then gradually fading away to something manageable. He takes a gasping breath, sitting up in bed. He's naked, but that's not unusual when he's in bed. He knows that Katniss and Foggy have been nearby recently (maybe still are, but he can't quite get a handle on his senses yet). He grabs some track pants and a tee shirt out of his closet, pulls them on and moves into the living room.

After he's had a chance to eat something and drink some tea (he's starving), he takes advantage of the network and orders the PDA he'd found on his nightstand to send a text to the network at large:

To be concise, what the hell happened here?

Audrey Parker

Audrey is unsurprised to wake up at her desk in the police station. It's something that's a common enough occurrence. She is surprised to find that her blouse is shredded and bloody, but there seems to be no wound on her chest beneath the blouse. She pushes herself to her feet and is hit with a memory of a creature, one of the creatures that have been terrorizing the town. She remembers dying, or at least having her heart ripped out. She remembers thinking immediately of Duke and how he would cope here without her; he'd find a way home and he'd be okay. Of course, that makes her think of Nathan and how he's going to handle it when Duke tells him she's dead. She doesn't have long to actually consider that though because...dying and dead.

Except now she's not. Now she's alive. She presses her hand to her chest and moves to open her desk drawer, pulling a clean shirt out. She changes then sends out a few texts:

I don't know how long I've been gone, but I'm okay and the police station is back in business. What's going on out there now? Are the creatures still a danger?

Once that's done, Audrey grabs her gun, pulls on a bullet-proof vest and heads out of the police station to see for herself what's going on. While she intends to make this a patrol and check on things in the town, she's going to ultimately make her way to Duke's boat to check on him herself.

Sophie Hamilton

Death isn't something Sophie has ever experienced before. Sure, there'd been a friend in high school, but not someone she was close to. She's certainly never died before. In fact, until the creatures arrived in this place, violence was something that Sophie only had a casual knowledge of: the random frat boy fight at school or a catfight in the hallways of high school. It wasn't something real to her, but the day she'd run out for more art supplies had changed that. She'd thought the daylight would protect her. It was only a quick trip.

When she awakens with a gasp, Sophie is in her room. There's a half finished canvas set up (she remembers working on it) and her room looks untouched so there's little to tell her how long she's been dead (how is that even possible). She changes from the blood stained and torn clothes she's wearing, shoving the shirt down deep in the bathroom trash (she'd like to burn it) and pulling on her favorite sweatshirt (an old one of Cam's) and a fresh pair of jeans. She pads barefoot out into the living room, cautious at first.


Once she speaks with her brother and finds out that the creatures that killed her are gone, she'll go outside, stop by the Houndstooth then the coffee shop. Once she feels a little more comfortable, she'll continue to the bookstore then the art supply store. She might be looking for Leo and some of the other people she's just started to get to know here.

Annabeth Chase

Annabeth startles awake, her hand flying to her chest. Having her heart ripped out is a new experience, but she's been gravely injured before and brought back so she's not entirely surprised. She's still wearing the bloodied Camp Halfblood tee shirt that she'd been wounded (killed?) in. She's also in her apartment (the one she'd barely had time to settle into). After a quick change of clothing, she leaves her apartment in search of the people she cares about. She's got her knife in hand, unwilling to leave anything to chance. She'll stop by Percy's apartment first then go in search of Leo and Percy if he's not in his apartment.

She can be found all about town searching for her friends and trying to figure out what's going on now

Ronan Lynch

Ronan isn't a stranger to waking up bloody, nor is he a stranger to nearly dying, so that's what he assumes happened. In fact, he'd honestly thought the creatures that ripped out his heart were one of his night terrors at first so he'd created a night terror in order to help them, the all white one that's so fond of him. It hadn't been enough, at least it hadn't been enough to protect himself. He hopes it was a enough to protect his friends. He wakes up in one of the barns wearing some clothes that have been shredded and bloodied. He pushes himself to his feet, swaying a little as the memory of his death catches up with him, but the need to find Adam, Gansey and Blue drives him. As per usual, he doesn't even consider using the PDA to contact them. He goes to the house first, hollaring for Adam.

Once he's reunited with Adam, he'll go to Monmouth Manufacturing to find Blue and Gansey. He wants to make sure everyone is okay because the last time monsters hit this place, they'd lost Noah. He's got no intention of losing anyone else if he can help it.

[ooc: Just put the character's name you want in the subject line. If you've got a particular scenario in mind, let me know and we can run with it. ]
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He pushes open the door to his office at Haven P.D. using the toe of his foot, hands otherwise occupied by two to-go cups from Black House Coffee. Only one of the cups has the normal cardboard sleeve around it, a small show of gallantry for the morning. Nathan might not be able to feel the heat of the boiling hot beverage but Audrey can. Considering one of the coffees is intended for his partner, it's the least he can do.

"Parker," he shouts as he crosses the threshold, momentarily unaware that the threshold he's crossing isn't that into the shared office but into another world. "I brought back-"

Nathan stops short as the bright light causes him to squint. A quick survey of the area makes it obvious that he's not in HPD. Hell, he's not even in Maine anymore. Nathan glances behind him. Where he remembers walking through a door is nothing but the continuation of the road he's standing on. Somewhere in the distance, he hears the screech of a strange creature. That's when Nathan looks down to see a bloody heart in front of his feet.

Unperturbed (he is a trained detective after all), he kneels and places the coffee to the side. Digging into his jacket pocket, he pulls out a rubber glove and uses it to pick it up. Strange things happen all the time in Haven. They've encountered Troubles with stray organs before. Usually there's a body beside it though. Nathan carefully picks it up and gets bombarded by a couple of memories. It takes him a second to realize that these aren't his memories. He's dead in the scenes that play. These belong to Audrey.

"Parker!" he barks out louder as reality slips back in and he's standing in the middle of the strange beach town. Yeah, he's aware that she's no where around. It doesn't stop her from repeating: "Audrey!"

Still careful with the heart, he yanks out his cell. It's not his normal phone and he frowns when he reads the welcome message across the screen. Itinere? What the hell is going on? Quickly he punches in Audrey's number and frowns when no one picks up. After a second or two, he dials in Duke's.
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There's a new building just off the square in Itinere. Above the door, engraved into the white arch are the words Haven Police Department. Inside residents will find a beautifully restored police station with an open bull pen, benches, offices and meeting rooms. Upstairs there are a few jail cells. The door to the police station is unlocked and there's a blonde at the front desk. She's not wearing a uniform, but she clearly works there.

I inquired about the need for a police station a few weeks ago. There was enough interest in having one that I went ahead and wished (that will never not be weird) the police station I work at in Haven, Maine here. As of right now, we offer a variety of services, not all of them traditionally police like a security escort if you feel unsafe or just want to be safer. Of course, we'll also investigate any crime that's been committed. If you need help, give us a call. Think of us more like a security team than a police station, I guess. Anyway, I'm Audrey Parker and I guess I'm in charge here.

Those of you that I spoke to earlier about working with the police, come see me.

[ooc: if Audrey spoke to you on her other post about working for the police or with the police, consider your character hired. ]
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I’ve asked around a little and it doesn’t seem like there’s any particular authority here for businesses and the like. It also doesn’t seem like there’s a lot of crime here. Would anyone find a police station that specialized in ‘weird’ helpful here? We’d handle regular sorts of crimes as well, but also police escorts, security and that sort of thing.


After shooting her text out to the entire network, Audrey decides to do her own reconnaissance regarding a police station. She’s heard about the wish magic; she knows that’s how Duke got his boat here. She’s tested it on small things and now has her gun here along with a few other random things. If this place would find some use in a police station, she needs to know where she wants to place the police station; somewhere central to the city she thinks. With that in mind, she’s prowling the streets, gathering her own information about general crime in the city and scouting locations. Feel free to come interrupt her, ask what she’s doing or just give her your opinion on crime and a police station in Itinere.
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I got bored last night and made cupcakes. The Houndstooth is now serving dark chocolate cupcakes with peppermint cream frosting and hot chocolate cupcakes. If you don't like chocolate...what is wrong with you?

(ooc: action is totally a go)

Closed to Duke

Hey, Pirate Man, you up for an adventure?
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Around the time the sun is starting to set in the early to mid-evening on Saturday, 11/12 as promised, Lydia will (hopefully with the help of Allison and a couple of others) have set up a bonfire on the beach. She's brought several bags of marshmallows, boxes of graham crackers, bars of chocolate, and s'more skewers so that s'mores can totally be a thing. There's also plenty of blankets and towels spread around, because she wants to be sure everyone is comfortable. Jill has offered to bring the alcohol.

Lydia can be found making her way around, greeting and mingling with anyone who arrives and throughout the night. She'll be doing her best to appear approachable so that anyone who maybe hasn't ever been to a bonfire and has questions will feel comfortable approaching her to do that.

[ ooc: please feel free to respond directly to this with your own top comments to play out stuff in here or you can use this as a prompt to make your own logs elsewhere, totally up to you. If you'd like to play with Lydia, please consider this her top comment. Mods, let me know if I need to make any changes to this.]