[OOC: Party Post! Operation Cassie Blackout is go! Thread hop like it's yer birthday, have fun, have dramaz, thread to your heart's content. Cassie is open for threading if you can reach her.]

It’s been a surprisingly calm autumn day in Chicago for once; a little chilly with a slight breeze, but the sun’s been bright and the skies clear. As the sun ( 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... )

[So this post will be open for a while since I still owe tags everywhere. >_> Also, um. Feel free to have your character be the one who beat up Fletch. Keep in mind that he probably would have only asked a fellow Archangel do it, but if your character is particularly violent (but not a demon), it's also a possibility. Um. Yes. That is all.]

Today is ( Read more... )

Ahh, early August is a beautiful time in Chicago. The sun is shining brightly, the air is warm and the lake looks inviting...

And students at John Patrick Looney High School are returning for their first day of classes.

Welcome back, kids.

There are a number of classes you could be in at this moment. For example,Ms. Kwon's English class is a ( Read more... )

[OOC: Over a year ago, I made a post with all 14 of my characters that almost reached 925 comments. I only have 8 characters now, but lets see how far that goes. :D Feel free to tag in. Multiple times with one character or with multiple chars. It's open for forever. And I know there have been a lot of posts lately but I haven't made one in over a ( Read more... )

There is a fight going on in a Chicago alley.

It's a group of bigger boys beating up on a younger one, and although some of the older kids appear to have been hit a few times, the fight's pretty much over at this point.

"You stupid fuck," one of the boys shouts, spitting blood on the younger boy, who is curled up into a ball, hands protecting ( Read more... )

She doesn't know how far she's run, or where she's running to. When your every sense is screaming that a chill and ominous presence is closing in on you fast, a thing less of flesh than of mental tangles and piercing noise and the slow sucking sense of drowning, your first and only priority becomes, very quickly, to move. In whatever direction ( Read more... )

[OOC: I'm sorry for the delay! I had an unexpected baseball game to attend for work. Don't ask. This is a PARTY POST. Feel free to make up booths that are there and thread-jack to your heart's content, tag characters multiple times, post characters in a couple times at different moments throughout the fair, feel free to assume that your character ( Read more... )