[Open Log] - The Change is upon us...

[coimiceoir]

Who: Anyone and everyone!
What: Becoming a supernatural creature isn't all fun and games
When: After sundown Oct 27th through Oct 31st
Where: The apartments, the forest, around the city at night... Anywhere you like!
Warnings: Blood, illness, vampirism, lycanthropy, violence, etc, etc...

Everyone has a lot of plans to do a lot of things this plot, and Jackie C, one of our lovely mods, has given permission to set up a gathering place for all the logs people may want to do!

Here's how this works:

1. Post a comment with your character's name as the subject line.
2. (Optional) Maybe a list of CR/scenarios you were planning on?
3. ????
4. PROFIT! Find the people you were going to log with and hop to it, soldier!

This does not invalidate Network posts! If you prefer posts or action spams, don't let this log collection stop you! Go right ahead and do whatever you're most comfortable with. The most important thing is to have fun.

Come on in... if you dare.

Comments

[tookthename]

"You passed out." She reaches over and takes his hand away from his neck.

"Who did this to you?"

[callbacks]

"Huh?" is his intelligent response. Fainting's just a thing that happens, right, it's not like anyone pushed him to fall down. Or Vriska used her weird psychic troll powers to put him to sleep in the middle of a delivery run. Probably. He guesses she could've done that, but he's pretty sure he hasn't done anything recently to piss her off.

And then he remembers what happened last night and looks, of all things, majorly uncomfortable. Not pissed or upset. Just the kind of discomfited a kid gets when he knows who cheated on the big math exam.

"No one. I kind of lost track of time last night and had to stay up to, uh. Do my homework."

Ohhhh god he's a shitty liar.

[tookthename]

"Uh huh, sure. Come on, we're getting you to the nurse." And just like that she's picking him up like he's nothing. While this isn't an unusual feet of strength for Carol, it's probably more than a little embarassing for Dave. Not that she cares.

"Alright, kids, play dodge ball till I get back. If I come back and someone's unconscious, bleeding, or both you're all getting detention for a month."

With that she heads for the door, completely ignoring any protest Dave might raise.

[callbacks]

"Hey--"

He does protest, but weakly. If he were in any position to actually scoot free, he'd be well on his scooty way already. As it is, he can't even sit up properly.

"Miss Danvers, 'm fine, I'll walk it off," he says anyway, trying to feel like his legs are something other than boiled noodles.

[tookthename]

She just holds tight and carries him out of the gym.

"Eventually, but blood loss takes a bit to get over, even if you're immortal."

It's irrational, and she knows that. Dave won't die from it, and if they have to feed better off someone who is guaranteed to survive, but damn if she isn't going to fight it.

[callbacks]

"Mm." He feels like a kitten, lifted and trucked around this easily. "Yeah, but."

Wait.

"I mean, who said anything 'bout blood loss. I didn't say anything. Didn't even get put on the mutual table of discussion, what're you doing playing cards what ain't even been dealt."

[tookthename]

"You bluff worse than my younger brother did." She looks down at him with raised eyebrow.

"Seriously? Dave did you let that bloodsucker latch onto you or do I need to steak someone?"

[callbacks]

That, at least, gets his attention.

"No, no staking. No stakes necessary. I totally one hundred percent consented to being chewed on, that was absolutely a thing I did. Sorry."

[tookthename]

Carol sighs and sets Dave down outside the nurses office, making sure to keep a steadying hand on him.

"Why would you do that?"