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lostcarnival2017-05-24 10:26 pm
ringleaders) wrote in lostcarnival2017-05-24 10:26 pm
⇨ The Tourist Trap: PROLOGUE
Who: Anyone, anywhere in Portland.
When: Any time before the start of the event.
Where: Portland area, in the new reality.
What: Once you've submitted your AU summary, you can use this post to do some CLOSED THREADING to play out some character interactions that happened before the event start. This means that memory regains will not be in play yet. Open top levels are not allowed - these threads are intended to sort out closed interactions between planned backstory connections, during the week leading up to the actual event start.
Warnings: Could be anything.
When: Any time before the start of the event.
Where: Portland area, in the new reality.
What: Once you've submitted your AU summary, you can use this post to do some CLOSED THREADING to play out some character interactions that happened before the event start. This means that memory regains will not be in play yet. Open top levels are not allowed - these threads are intended to sort out closed interactions between planned backstory connections, during the week leading up to the actual event start.
Warnings: Could be anything.
PORTLAND, AS YOU KNEW IT↴ The shift went unseen and unfelt. One moment you were one person, and the next, another. This before all that, though, in the new life that you remember living here in Portland. No memories of your true self have arisen yet, and at the time this was the only life you knew. Did these events truly happen at all? Or do they only exist in memory? |
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"See ya then Princess." He was a cute kid. Naive and uninformed as children tended to be, but cute. The boy would probably tell his parents about 'the guy with horns' and they'd know what he was immediately. If they were smart they'd tell their son to stay away because demons were dangerous. They wouldn't be wrong either.
The stranger pushes such thoughts aside before heading back towards the apartment exit. Whatever, he had a mocha to flirt someone out of. Of course getting coffee doesn't take too long so before more than an hour has passed he's back home in his apartment.