HelLA Scenes - Welcome to Hell in Los Angeles

This was a difficult decision, but this game is now closed.

characters: Everyone!
setting: The ballroom in the apartment building, on the first floor, tonight
summary: the senior partners throw a party, and everyone better be there
rating/warnings: maybe high
status: in progress

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( Enjoy the party )

WHO: Grave, ota
WHAT: looking for a fight
WHEN: halloween
WHERE: en route to the ball?
WARNING: probable language & violence

( seeks soulmate for fight of his life )

Who: Rick and Daryl
What: Meeting up, hanging out, not killing zombies
Where: In town
When: This week
Warnings: Will update if necessary

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WHO: Keleios, OPEN
WHAT: Swordplay (the real thing, not an innuendo)!
WHEN: nowish
WHERE: Rooftop of her apartment building
WARNINGS: n/a

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Who: Lindsey McDonald and OPEN
Where: Outside apartments
When: Sunday afternoon
Warnings: Self harm on an epic scale, probably language
Status: Open

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Who: Laurel Lance
Where: Outside the apartments
What: Freaking out - She's hallucinating The Queens death.
When: Now.
Rating: High.
Open: Yes.

( Who will tell the story of your life )

Who: Cordelia and Angelus.
What: Angelus wants to play.
Where: Cordelia's apartment.
When: Backdated to a day or two ago.
Warnings: Language/violence/etc seem quite likely.

( The last time Cordelia and Angelus met, they'd made a deal. )

Who: Buffy and Angelus.
What: Going after his favorite target, because Angelus is kinda predictable like that.
Where: Buffy's apartment.
When: Backdated a couple days.
Warnings: TBD but probably violence, language, and other things evil vampire sociopaths like to do.

( Angel wasn't calling the shots anymore, and he definitely wasn't going to like what he saw. )

characters: alex and angelus
setting: around, backdated to the other night
summary: alex and angelus come face to face, during the midst of the fear plot
rating/warnings: possibly high
status: in progress | closed

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( There had been many times since all of this started that she was so tempted to stake herself. )

Who: Ben Hawkins
What: I would bound myself in a nutshell and call myself king of an infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams
Where: Outside the Apartments
When: This weekend
Warnings:

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Who: Daryl Dixon and OPEN Anna
What: Hallucinations
Where: In town
When: This weekend
Warnings: Objects in the rearview mirror may appear closer than they are

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Who: Thomas Raith and OPEN
What: Thomas struggles with his demons
Where: In town
When: This weekend
Warnings:

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Who: Sam Winchester and his demons
What: Sammy has bad memories
Where: Sam's apartment
When: Today
Warnings: Hell!memories, mentions of violence, abuse, and self pleasure

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characters: caroline and klaus
setting: the alley, shortly after he was staked, so backdated
summary: caroline finds klaus and saves him for once
rating/warnings: tbd
status: in progress | open [let one of us know if you’re going to tag in]

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(  Everyone had something that made them vulnerable, so whatever this was could hurt everyone here. )

Who: Roy and Thea
Where: Room 604 (to start)
What: Checking on her
When: Night
Rating: TBD; will update
Status: Ongoing

( I can't do this unless I know you're safe )

Who: Dean, Ruby
What: Dean is patrolling, runs into a familiar face
When: Sunday night
Where: out and about
Warnings: tbd

Who: Faith and Klaus
Where: Alley near the hotel
What: Breaking each other
When: Now.
Rating: High.
Open: Sure, toward the end of their fight.
Notes: For plot purposes.

( Who's gonna save us tonight? )

Who: Rebekah and Matt
Where: Lobby and perhaps a room? IDEK
What: Reuniting and figuring things out from there, some fear plot in the mix.
When: Now
Rating: TBD - most likely high for blood.
Open: No.

( Sometime the hardest thing and the right thing are the same. )

Who: Allison and Isaac
Where: Roof top
What: Lesson from Mama
When: NOW!
Rating: PG-13 - plot.
Open: Yep.
Notes: Allison is learning a thing or two from her mother, who's dead. .

( We're not broken, just bent )