Nympadora Tonks is happy ( Read more... )

 [OOC: PRETEND THIS IS FRIDAY. :|]

Another Friday night in Chicago and Doyle has plans.

He is sat by himself in at the bar of The Crowbar. He likes this place, mainly because it’s Supernatural friendly. There’s also a good atmosphere to the place at on the weekend nights, he loves it. It also plays decent music too.

Tonight’s the first time Doyle’s ( Read more... )

On July 4th, there is another wanderer community event for the first time since March when a bomber nearly killed everyone that attended but instead killed two people who chose to sacrifice themselves so the rest could live. These two people were friends of many including Martha Jones, but it is important to move forward and not let grief stop them ( Read more... )

Not much time has passed for Cassie Riddle in the time she’s been away from Chicago, only two days - to be exact. She found herself stuck in some bizzare mini-world that was almost the exact double of a gameshow she used to watch as a child called ‘Fun House’. Except this one doesn’t have nice prizes or fun games and is a lot harder than she ever ( Read more... )

[OOC: For all your threading needs during subconscious week. Anything and everything that has to do with this plot no matter what day that it occurs on. :> Even little mini ficlets. Works like a party post, tag around as much as you like. Sorry for the slightly cracky post.]For one whole week, the city of Chicago has been afflicted with a new Rift- ( Read more... )

Dear Rifters ( Read more... )

The Rift has decided to act up during the fourteenth of February. It inflicts people with embarrassing and ridiculous Valentine-holiday-related things ( Read more... )

[OOC: Just to let everyone know, Cassie is backdated to the thirteenth. Everyone else is on the current date. :)]

On the thirteenth, it is Cassie Riddle’s twenty-third birthday. In the early morning, she is up on the roof of Kashtta, playing guitar. She’s singing a pretty little folk song she was fond of from back home to the skies of the ( Read more... )

[OOC: I'm sorry for the delay! This does take place Friday evening. This is a PARTY POST, which means feel free to tag around as much and as often as you like. Make multiple threads or tag into multiple threads would be better. The entire time slot from Friday evening to Saturday afternoon is open to play in. Etc.]The camping trip has gone off ( Read more... )

The police cruisers zoom along the highway, flying the sun like a kite behind them, bringing time and piercing light and bullets to bear down on the runaway Mack truck. Rain eyes the flashing red and blue in the rear view mirror as she shifts gears, but she can't hear them. A helicopter whirs up and to the left. Bullhorns are screaming at her, but ( Read more... )