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[personal profile] professorwolf
who. Randolph Lyall and OPEN
what. Lyall is trying to buy actual meat, dammit
where. The markets
when. Pick a day, any day
warnings. Hungry werewolf. He's polite, though, so he won't eat you. Probably.

Though his current "job" left much to be desired in the intellectually stimulating department, at least it paid something beyond bare sustenance. Not much, though. It had taken him a few more weeks now, but Lyall had managed to scrape together enough, at last, to get him something to eat beyond protein bars and nutrino mash and those heavily processed foods he couldn't properly digest. He was here for something fresh.

And if he didn't get it, he was going to be a cranky werewolf.

So he paced down the rows of stands, booths, and shops, following his nose to where he might find an actual butcher. He was eminently interruptable, however, whether on his way in, on his way out, or in the middle of a heated and possibly angry bargaining session with a shopkeeper.
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[personal profile] anarrowtotheeye
who. Xiahou Dun and anyone.
what. Dun's been busy doing some renovation work, but it's not for his home thank goodness.
where. A four bedroom apartment somewhere in Zeta District.
when. Any time during the last week.
warnings. Xiahou Dun is an extremely bad tempered man and nothing sets him off like jabs to his one eye. Characters can poke him about it but he may react violently and hostilely.

Teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime. )

((OOC: You can approach Dun when he's bringing in new materials, knock on the door to ask what's going on, or even try and break-in into the place. If you'd like to break-in, please contact me and we'll iron out details.))
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[personal profile] tradecraftdude
who. Marco and you!
what. Delivery boy shenanigans.
where. Zeta District.
when. Right now!
warnings. How questionable can a 13-year-old get? (Don't answer that.)

Did someone order a pizza? )

(OOC: I have no preference between prose or action spam, so I will reciprocate whatever you start with! Scenario options are presented below, but you're welcome to start a new top-level thread with anything else if you have something in mind.)
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[personal profile] motivationalspeaker
who. Kirrahe ([personal profile] motivationalspeaker), OPEN
what. A Choose your own adventure style log. Kirrahe's out gathering intel and exploring and you get to decide where you meet him
where. We'll get to that.
when. Any time during the week.
warnings. Nothing as of yet, will update accordingly.

'This one has forgotten whether its heat sink is over capacity. It wonders whether the criminal scum considers itself fortunate.' Yeah that has nothing to do with this log. )
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[personal profile] ceoqueen
who. those who signed up to take part in the warehouse take-down - and anyone else that decides to join in the fight.
what. in which we reach the end of the adjutants.
where. the warehouse these abominations originated from.
when. today.
warnings. violence, the killing of zombies, etc.

It seems as though the adjutants are mostly gone. Those of you who have chosen to keep fighting to keep everyone safe have made it to the warehouse these abominations have originated from - and once you're inside, there's nothing but a mess. There's rubble everywhere, in your way as you make your way forward, and to put it mildly, it looks as though this place has been the subject of a zombie outbreak.

Which, essentially, it has.

Inside the warehouse, you find Cerberus agents have been holing themselves up. They seem frightened, completely overwhelmed by the situation, and when you approach them, they say only that they want to get out. They want to defect from the organization, and start fresh. But here's the thing -

Do you believe them? Do you think that they want nothing more to do with this, and to redeem themselves? Or do you think they're lying, just to get out and further wreak havoc?

What you do with them is up to you.

((ooc: The choices for this log, again, are here. If you choose neither the paragon nor renegade options, please note what you choose to do in your thread. That said, this is the end of the event, and we hope you enjoyed it. And even though this is the end, players can backtag as long as they want. Have fun!))
professorwolf: (wolf-growl)
[personal profile] professorwolf
who. Randolph Lyall and OPEN
what. Lyall is going hunting
where. The Zeta District
when. Friday evening through Sunday morning
warnings. Here there be Adjutants, mostly being dismembered, occasionally being eaten...

There's a wolf loose on the station, you guys. )

[CLOSED]

Feb. 14th, 2013 03:32 pm
selfconfidence: (008)
[personal profile] selfconfidence
who. Lisbeth Salander & Randolph Lyall
what. Apartment hunting and conversational attempt at being roommates ):<
where. Zeta District | Apartment Complex Area
when. ~fluid time and space~
warnings. None.

and i'm that little bit of hope when my back's against the ropes )

intro log

Feb. 2nd, 2013 03:21 pm
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[personal profile] ceoqueen
who. everyone!
what. entering omega.
where. landing pads
when. today
warnings. none for now

You’re not sure how it happened.

A minute ago, you had somewhere to go, someplace to be. Maybe something important to do, or maybe you were just going out to buy groceries. Whatever it was, it doesn’t matter anymore.

You’re in some kind of transport -- a shuttle, given the turbulence and the sounds outside. You’re surrounded by strangers, some of whom might not even be the same species you are. There’s no point in asking. They don’t know how they got here either. The cockpit’s blocked off, like someone forgot to put in a door, and not even a glance at your omni-tool -- a holographic interface accessible by merely tapping the sensor on your left arm -- is any help.

You’ve only got a minute or so before the shuttle starts descending. There aren’t any windows -- this doesn’t look like a shuttle meant for long trips. When it finally touches down, the doors open automatically.

Before you are landing pads, abandoned equipment scattered about. There are other shuttles landing, and whether you like it or not, you’re going to have to get off before yours dumps you out the door. Turn around, and you’re met with a hazy skyline, only half the buildings seem to be coming from above.

Welcome to Omega.


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