[1969] Stones Like Black Teeth

[iloveyouDIE]

south bonfire || Rylan

Chief Rylan looked at Eve but followed her eyes to Vivien who was talking to someone else. He didn't seem concerned.

"She seems fine," He glanced back at Eve, "We don't get a lot of time together because of work. But I don't want to smother her."

He pulled a hand across his brow and it seemed there was blood on his hairline which he glanced at and wiped on his pants without much fuss.

"It's nice to have this time together. She's smart," a pause, "with a big imagination. Probably telling one of her little magic stories..." He laughed a bit, clear he didn't believe any of it, "Kids."

cibarium

 

[Smerdle]

Chester Poole; north bonfire; 21/21
-1 persuasion, +3 combat

When the world rewound, Chester was in the middle of feeling even more disappointed in himself than he usually did. He had received a response, a perfectly normal conversational reply in this very strange situation, and he'd let it get away from him, too unsure as to how to proceed to actually do so.

He continued staring into the fire and pondering his failure until disorientation prevented him from continuing, dropping him to the ground with a grunt of pain. For an instant he experienced forty-seven years' worth of confusion, his purpose here lost in a siren's shriek. He curled up, the side of his head pressed close to the sand, his glasses losing their grip and teetering upright beside him.

It was all over again as quickly as it had begun. Chester opened his eyes but didn't otherwise move, certain that he would be sick if he did. His glasses remained where they were, and he watched the blobs nearby, people reduced to colorful smudges.  

[lizbot]

America Jones Persuasion +1 / - 2 HP: 21

America's head snapped up, breaking her connection with the bluejay to survey the shore and the little group still there. With a relieved sigh and a spark of curiousity, the girl noted that Rylan was with Vivien. The relief was sadly short lived as the pain of borrowed eyes flared to life and added to the already messy headspace caused by the rewind. Nearby someone was throwing up on the pavement.

"Gross," America offered helpfully with an scrunched look before registering the other as a Familiar Face. From the rift in the forest and here...maybe? The stop crowding kid, but from a much different perspective.

Helping herself to the contents of an abandoned picnic basket, she pulled out a glass bottle of soda and waggled it toward him from a prudent distance. Just in case he had a second helping in reserve. "Least it's not all bloody n'such," America offered with a grim smile. "Can't say the same for the locals."

Meanwhile, Mr Bitterberry watched Ezra and Mel, waiting to see if the two humans were going to start feeding each other.

dxaekie

shibroxgane

 

[Daekie]

Ashton Carver - 21/25 - Persuasion -2

"Thank you, Miss Frizzle," Ashton mumbled, fumbling around until he managed to grab the offered soda. "It's just -" he dropped into a short fit of gagging, then, shoulders drawn tight and eyes scrunching closed - "something -- you felt that, didn't you? Something's - something's horribly wrong, here." To be fair, it didn't exactly take a genius to come up with that knowledge, but nobody was at their best after vomiting the last day's intake right in front of their shoes.

"What the hell are we supposed to do about this? Any of this?"

lizbot

 

[lizbot]

America Jones

"You're welcome," America answered, as she so very rarely passed up a chance to say it. "Boy did I feel it, you want some aspirin, by the by?" She never left home without a bottle, these days.

Turning from him, America looked around once more, again taking in the grim mood and damage no one seemed to be acknowledging. "I'm guessing this is one of the tears in that veil of memories or whatever. They're literally getting torn apart by it." She hated to see people suffer, even if they didn't look to be in pain so much as quiet despair. All the same, though, "Least we can see it now, stead of ******** guessing about town. You hear anything helpful from the locals before it all went sideways and awful?"

daekie

 

[kuropeco]

(au) Juniper Wilcox - north bonfire



There is no immediate answer given. Juniper sways, eyes unfocused, and for a moment she seems as though she is going to topple right over where she stands. The dark circles under her eyes give her a hollowed out, gaunt look.

"Here, here, it's here," she mumbles vaguely.

kolina

iloveyoudie

 

[Daekie]

Ashton Carver

"Please," Ashton mumbled. "I heard -- Algernon said the three that were kidnapped are the same that disappeared from our time, too, but...they just appeared out of nowhere, one day, and everyone acted like they'd always been there. But that's all I know." He looked, quite frankly, like s**t. "I need a drink. Something heavy."

lizbot

 

[cibarium]

south bonfire -- Eve (P+2, C-1), Leila (C+1)

"I've heard a town around here has rumors of a witch who lives on the beach," Eve continued, matching tone for tone the best she could in spite of how unsettling the situation had gotten. "Thought this might be it. Would your daughter agree?"

"Hey, you okay?" Leila asked Chief Rylan, having noted with unease the blood he'd wiped away like it was nothing. He hadn't been bleeding before.

iloveyouDIE

 

[shibrogane]

"It... fell," says Melany very slowly, as if she can't remember. "Or... no. Strangled? Throat cut..."

"Mels," says Ezra. "Mels, c'mon. Snap out of it." He snaps his fingers near her face, but she doesn't even glance towards him.

She says: "The boy was strangled, the girls' throats were cut..."

The amp crackles and thumps.

Blade Kuroda

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Shun Kuroda 24/24 | Stage

That was not an answer he expected. Shun blinked at her a few times, then glanced at the other man that was here briefly before turning back to Melany, not recognizing Ezra without all the fire.

"Is... this about the murders?" he asked her slowly while also carefully reaching for the amp. Her comments had come out of nowhere, seemingly.

"Do you know something?"

Shibrogane

 

[shibrogane]

"She goes cliff-climbing, you know," says Melany. "She goes cliff-climbing and she saw it. She asked me not to tell."

She looks at Shun. "You killed her. You cut her throat."

Blade Kuroda

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Shun Kuroda 24/24 | Stage

Okay. So she wasn't talking about Ming and Jennifer. Though thinking of it, her comment did match up. Michael had been strangled. Adoele and Heliodora both had their throats slit. But that was during his era, not... this.

Unless there was some version of him somewhere around here that had happened to kill Heliodora here too.

"What are you talking about?" he asked. He had to play it off. He didn't know who she was talking about with the cliff-climbing anyway, "Who was...?"

Shibrogane

 

[lizbot]

America Jones - P +1/-2 - HP: 21

"Not if you're standing anywhere near me and we snap back here again," America drawled. "There's a cave near here that may be a little special. Girl mentioned Sunny showing it to her." Lifting her chin toward the little group at the south end of the bonfires. "They were gonna show us where it was but we never got that far."

There's a pause when she considers that the band's talk. "Something there might be a bit dangerous, or a bad thing happened..."

daekie