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maskormenacelogs2017-07-11 07:36 pm
stretchy_girl) wrote in maskormenacelogs2017-07-11 07:36 pm
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A Life of Crime
WHO: Gemini & Open!
WHERE: Maurtia Falls & Other
WHEN: The month of July
WHAT: Catch-all for Gemini's July activities
WARNINGS: Probably many, but for the moment nothing.
A Bar in Maurtia Falls.
The music thuds out from the speakers next to the stage, a sea of young people gyrating around in time with the song coming from the stage. Many of the crowd are students, escaping the drudgery of a week of class and homework, and to all appearances the young woman dancing with them is no different, just a girl wanting to enjoy a fun night out.
In some ways that was exactly what Gemini wanted. Maybe for a short time she could pretend that she was human again, forget the endless grinding bitterness that her life had become. Let herself think that she had friends again, a carefree life, perhaps try to forget the constant concentration it took just to hold herself in this human shape that she liked to call her own. Forget, the terrible pain that losing her mother had caused her, and the almost-psychosis that had gripped her from that time on.
It wouldn't last, it never could, but providing she could forget for just for a second, a moment, then that was good enough for Gemini.
Ira J Petersen III Penthouse [Closed to Raina & maybe Dio?]
Maurtia Falls isn't known for luxurious homes, but even in one of the most crime ridden cities in America there are exceptions to that rule. Ira J Petersen III is or rather was one of the city's reclusive millionaires, a man who had made his fortune in the tech industry years ago, before selling his company and retiring on the proceeds.
As far as the wider public and indeed Petersen's few remaining friends knew the old man was very much alive, but for the past few months now his body had been stuffed into his own freezer, while his murderer claimed his penthouse as her own. Perhaps it had been the luxurious jacuzzi that had made Gemini kill the man, or maybe it was the private roof-terrace swimming pool, either way Gemini de Mille had a home that she felt suited her status, and was now busy filling it with as much art and precious objects as she could manage to steal.
As you approach the building there's a footman to open the door for you, and a private elevator to take you up to the top-floor suite where 'Ira' or rather Gemini awaits.
A Back Alley in Nonah
It's a hot sticky night, and the streets of Nonah are deserted as people escape the heat by sheltering in their air conditioned homes. But not every street is deserted. As you pass by a smaller four legged shadow detached itself from the larger shadows at the base of a nearby wall and starts to pad after you, beady animal eyes watching you with interest. It's almost as if this creature recognises you, how very odd.
[ooc: specify whether you'd prefer a dog or cat in reply title]
Wildcard.
Insert your scenario here!
WHERE: Maurtia Falls & Other
WHEN: The month of July
WHAT: Catch-all for Gemini's July activities
WARNINGS: Probably many, but for the moment nothing.
A Bar in Maurtia Falls.
The music thuds out from the speakers next to the stage, a sea of young people gyrating around in time with the song coming from the stage. Many of the crowd are students, escaping the drudgery of a week of class and homework, and to all appearances the young woman dancing with them is no different, just a girl wanting to enjoy a fun night out.
In some ways that was exactly what Gemini wanted. Maybe for a short time she could pretend that she was human again, forget the endless grinding bitterness that her life had become. Let herself think that she had friends again, a carefree life, perhaps try to forget the constant concentration it took just to hold herself in this human shape that she liked to call her own. Forget, the terrible pain that losing her mother had caused her, and the almost-psychosis that had gripped her from that time on.
It wouldn't last, it never could, but providing she could forget for just for a second, a moment, then that was good enough for Gemini.
Ira J Petersen III Penthouse [Closed to Raina & maybe Dio?]
Maurtia Falls isn't known for luxurious homes, but even in one of the most crime ridden cities in America there are exceptions to that rule. Ira J Petersen III is or rather was one of the city's reclusive millionaires, a man who had made his fortune in the tech industry years ago, before selling his company and retiring on the proceeds.
As far as the wider public and indeed Petersen's few remaining friends knew the old man was very much alive, but for the past few months now his body had been stuffed into his own freezer, while his murderer claimed his penthouse as her own. Perhaps it had been the luxurious jacuzzi that had made Gemini kill the man, or maybe it was the private roof-terrace swimming pool, either way Gemini de Mille had a home that she felt suited her status, and was now busy filling it with as much art and precious objects as she could manage to steal.
As you approach the building there's a footman to open the door for you, and a private elevator to take you up to the top-floor suite where 'Ira' or rather Gemini awaits.
A Back Alley in Nonah
It's a hot sticky night, and the streets of Nonah are deserted as people escape the heat by sheltering in their air conditioned homes. But not every street is deserted. As you pass by a smaller four legged shadow detached itself from the larger shadows at the base of a nearby wall and starts to pad after you, beady animal eyes watching you with interest. It's almost as if this creature recognises you, how very odd.
[ooc: specify whether you'd prefer a dog or cat in reply title]
Wildcard.
Insert your scenario here!