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Entry tags:
- !plot: second life,
- astrid hoffersson,
- axl,
- brother cargn,
- edward elric,
- fate testarossa harlaown,
- hiccup,
- jamie hemeros,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- jayne cobb,
- jono starsmore,
- kang,
- kate bishop,
- lelouch vi britannia,
- maydril val mandrian,
- nanoha,
- nunnally vi britannia,
- prince of all cosmos,
- son of satan,
- spider-man (younger),
- starfire,
- tavros nitram,
- tenaya,
- toothless,
- vindicator nehaalista,
- vita
Second Life -- Welcome to Fairplay [Stage 1]
It had been the usual mission briefing, not that any of them remembered it. The crew knew they were gone and had no idea when they'd be back, and likely wouldn't attempt rescue for quite some time, especially with Stacy considering the mission "ongoing."
They had no idea when they'd be back, either, namely because they never remembered being on the ship in the first place.
It was home. It had always been home.
Welcome to Fairplay, Iowa, folks, happiest little town in the Midwest.
[ooc: Read this before tagging.]
They had no idea when they'd be back, either, namely because they never remembered being on the ship in the first place.
It was home. It had always been home.
Welcome to Fairplay, Iowa, folks, happiest little town in the Midwest.
[ooc: Read this before tagging.]
Re: Home - At each character's home
She gasped, exhaling a puff of warm breath; the chill in the winter air and a passing breeze sharply roused her from her deep thoughts and daydream.
Upon looking around, Astrid relaxed and gradually came to awareness again that she was inside her car, parked outside her home. The wind had leaked in through the open window, but there was nothing abnormal beyond that.
How long she had been stalling was anyones guess. On spacing out periodically, her friends chalked it to her possibly exhausted from the long summer of her club activities. Today, it likely could be she was burnt out after her party last night.
Party...
Then, she suddenly remembered it was her birthday yesterday. She is eighteen now, huh.
Astrid blinked and pressed a gloved hand to her forehead, straining to remember something. Now that she thinks about it, she had a hard time recalling yesterday, let alone a party in celebration for her birthday. It was so hazy. Damn it. Her memory really has been on the fritz lately. Mark that up along with awkward feelings, strange dreams and--
She sighed, frowning as she felt a headache coming on and just cranked up the car, pulling out of the driveway. It's another school day and she's wasted enough time.