june ooc mingle

[fiveclawed]

JUNE OOC MINGLE - Player + Character Introductions & Plotting!
[ art by m-whistler ]
DIRECTORY
⇒ It seems silly to have an entirely separate community for such a small group, so here: introduce yourself! Talk about the characters you're playing, characters you're interested in creating, the types of things you like doing, CR you want to build or pre-establish. HERE is the community information/rules and the place to ask any questions about the sandbox, so please give them a skim and feel free to post.

⇒ This dressing room is open for business!

⇒ You DO NOT have to post to this to play in any of the threads.

⇒ If you're interested in helping the comm get on its feet (and are as forgetful as I am), you should consider tracking it!

⇒ Here's a 100% optional 'profile template' to get you started, in case you're not sure what to say. Feel free to add or subtract as much as you want from it.

<b>Player Name | Contact:</b> <b>Character Name:</b> <b>Character age/physical description:</b> <b>Supernatural features/abilities:</b> <b>Wanted CR:</b> <b>Offered CR:</b> <b>Open to pre-established CR?:</b> <b>Types of threads you enjoy playing:</b> <b>Anything else?</b>

LINKS: JUNE IC MINGLE || JUNE OOC MINGLE || GENERAL MUSEBOX INFO/RULES || EXAMPLE CITY LOCATIONS || JUNE CHARACTER DIRECTORY

JUNE THEME & MINGLE POST

[fiveclawed]

HEATWAVE

It's unforgivably hot this summer, and luck seems to be actively plotting against you. Maybe you've found yourself stuck on sweltering, humid elevator with a stranger. Maybe you've spent the morning dodging AC units falling from high windowsills. Are you a human, unaware of the supernatural and bearing through it? Are you a miserable selkie pissed at the sun? Are you some sort of pyromancer, super stoked that everyone else is crazy uncomfortable while you're loving life?

⇒ This is an OPTIONAL THEME to get threads/plotting kickstarted for the month! You're welcome to respond here in the ~mingle post~ or to make your own posts.

⇒ (Also Optional) PLOT HOOKS:

↬ Trapped on an elevator with a stranger
↬ Stuck in a too-hot college classroom
↬ At a bar but a lot of fights keep breaking out because everyone is heat sick
↬ Waiting in line at the DMV
↬ At the ice cream shop but it's all melted
↬ Crowded in the shade of a bus stop because it's four million degrees outside
↬ Excited because it's started raining, but the rain is warm and the pavement smells terrible

⇒ Did I mention this is totally OPTIONAL? If you want to make your own post with this theme, or a post set in the middle of winter snowstorm apocalypse, go right ahead.

LINKS: JUNE IC MINGLE || JUNE OOC MINGLE || GENERAL MUSEBOX INFO/RULES || EXAMPLE CITY LOCATIONS || JUNE CHARACTER DIRECTORY

open!!

[hypnagog]

OPTION ONE:

Luke is a dreamwalker. It's not really a thing he does on purpose, most of the time - sometimes, especially when he's stressed, he just ends up in peoples' dreams. He tries not to make any waves (it gets dangerous, sometimes, when he does), but on occasion he can't help but rubberneck. He is a teenage boy, after all.

Tonight, he wakes up and realizes that he hasn't quite woken up. Oh, shit. This is a dreamscape he doesn't recognize.

OPTION TWO:

[ have an up-close and melodramatically sad selfie of a guy crouching down low to the pavement next to a dropped and melting ice cream cone. either this is a total mistext from a stranger, or you know this guy somehow - the highschool basketball player sometimes aura-reader who cares way too much about first person shooters. ]

NAV POST

[fiveclawed]

Please follow grandkenyon if you're so inclined!

|| JUNE IC MINGLE || JUNE OOC MINGLE ||
|| GENERAL MUSEBOX INFO/RULES || EXAMPLE CITY LOCATIONS ||
|| JUNE CHARACTER DIRECTORY ||

[open]

[thaumatourgos]

[It is late evening, and there is an old van parked near the treeline of the woods that border the furthest suburbs of the city. Not too far in that treeline is similarly parked a blonde woman in her early thirties, perched on a log and tending a smoldering bonfire. Considering the temperature, it's obviously light that she's looking for, not heat.

She won't be hard to find: anyone with decent vision will be able to see the glow of her fledgling campfire, and anyone with a keen enough sense of smell will be able to pick up the smell from the enormous sack of White Castle burgers sitting by her feet. Abby is attentive, but still very much human, for those able to make the distinction, and she seems to very much be waiting on someone.

Finally, she shouts into the shadows of the trees, not aiming her voice in any particular direction:]

Oh, come on! I will buy you a PO Box!

[ TEXTING MINGLE ]

[danseur]

[ Let's break the ice with some TEXTING! A lot of weird shit goes on in Lost Kenyon, since it is apparently a bastion for the supernatural. It seems like this afternoon a clumsy technopagan got in a little over her head and scrambled the cellular networks.

What that means is for this post, phone calls and texts are going everywhere except where they're meant to! That text meant for your mom might be end up going to the entire university English department; that shopping list you're sending to your wife might pop up instead on your hairdresser's smartwatch.

The messages, too, are getting a little mixed up: sometimes they're coming through as gibberish, or sending messages other folks are writing from your number! Basically- go crazy with it, have fun, and use this as an excuse to strike up a little easy CR with strangers. ]