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norapinepaints:

[pm] Maybe. Maybe not. I have no clue how to continue on from here. All I know is that it needs to stop. Ebenezer Thompson is just some guy who disappeared a few days before the whole town disappeared. He was going to be hung for witchcraft.

[pm] Maybe that’s why it sounds a bit familiar. I probably read something about him in the town’s history but, well, most of the lore tends to bleed together a bit. Even I thought those stories sounded a bit far-fetched. 

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problematicexorcist:

[pm] I see. Everything going alright with them?

It’s rising later and later everyday. Probably better for you that you left early. World ain’t ending everywhere, just here. 

[pm] No, no, it’s not but my family is the least of my concerns. Ashkent is my world, Nigel. It’s the one place I don’t want to disappear. It’s home, yeah?

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norapinepaints:

[pm] No one told you? Oh, back in 1775 on august 10th the town disappeared, after experiencing the same thing that we’ve been expereincing. I think we’re reenacting it. Probably has something to do with this guy named Ebenezer Thompson. I think he’s a ghost.

[pm] No one tells me anything.

Okay, history repeating itself. There should a way around that, right? Has to be, yeah? And ghosts are involved? I’m sure Nigel and Harper have that bit covered at least. Ebenezer Thompson, should that ring any bells?

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norapinepaints replied to your post:[pm] Smart move to leave Ashkent. I don't blame...

[pm] Suns doing something weird. Town might disappear. The usual.

[pm] MIGHT DISAPPEAR? How is this usual? I’ve read thousands of stories about apocalypses, four horsemen, yeah? I can’t remember one where this was a side effect. Oh, God. Oh, God.

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[pm] Smart move to leave Ashkent. I don't blame you.

[pm] It hasn’t felt very smart. 

What the hell is going on, Nora?

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problematicexorcist:

[pm] I’d know if it was a boggart. Ain’t the clocks, it’s the goddamn sun. Why do you know it’s normal in Bangor?

[pm] Even I had trouble telling with Oswald sometimes.

Oh, I-- I’m with my parents. They mentioned something about needing to talk to me about... some things since I was fired. I’ll be back soon though. I hope you don’t mind me parking back in the old location.

That’s not what’s important though, the sun is rising later than usual? Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. I leave town and the world ends.

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conspiracytheoryoftheday:

Today’s Conspiracy Theory of the Day is: The New World Order puts fluoride into drinking water in order to make the population docile

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ooc || activity notice

Hello, all of you beautiful people. I’m sorry to say that I will be going on hiatus for a while. There’s a lot of stuff going on in real life and I need to focus on the people in my life. I don’t want my characters or the group in general to suffer for my inability to respond quickly or be as present on the dash as I should be. I would try to juggle the two but, with my anxiety, that would lead to far too much stress and I’m sure that all of you understand that. I’ll still be present on Skype and will try to pop in every once in a while to maintain Perry’s relevance. Fear not, if everything goes well, I should be back relatively soon, lovelies. 

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captainashkent:

[pm] Thank you, that’s nice of you to say. Did you die, Perry?

[user is offline]

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norapinepaints:

[pm] Thank you. This means more then I could ever say.

What happens if there is no fear? How long can I live like that.

[pm] You’re welcome. Just try and keep it in mind the next time you’re rocking my RV back and forth.

I’m not entirely sure, I don’t think very long. Nigel has given me some books though and I’d be more than willing to do some research on the subject. I’m sure you’re capable of it yourself but an extra set of eyes couldn’t hurt. This is... this is quite important.

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norapinepaints:

[pm] [user types a few bad words and threats only to delete them]

Please.

[pm] You’re an absolute brat who takes advantage of my fear any chance you get but, for some reason, I care, so.

You feed off fear. You turn into a bear. Apparently you’ve got a bit of weakness to sunlight, yeah? As we saw when you were younger, you can even cast illusions. Truly creepy, don’t use that against me again, please. My fear flows freely on it’s own.

Most importantly, when you are without fear, you are powerless. Do not let anyone who may harm you come near you if that is the case.

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norapinepaints:

[pm] ….Aren’t you supposed to be a dead genius?

What do you know about bugbears? 

[pm] Give it a few days.

Why should I tell you after all you’ve put me through?

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norapinepaints:

[pm] … No. Why do you know? Why didn’t you tell me? 

[pm] I’m a genius, I know a lot of things.

I thought you already knew. Must be terrifying not knowing what you are for so long.

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norapinepaints:

[pm] What are you talking about.

What do you know?

[pm] Quite a bit, actually. Please tell me you knew already.

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problematicexorcist:

[pm] Yes. It’s too blue. I’m not drunk. People keep saying that. I touched a tree. There’s too many colors now. But I’m not drunk.

No you’re not. Calm your shit. Make a salt line in the RV. Or go in the cabin. But don’t talk to the new guy.

[pm] If ever the moon’s blue, it’s too blue, Nigel. Blue moons are awful. 

You... touched a tree. Oh. Alright. I understand, I think. Where are you? Are you safe?

My shit will remain not calm until this blue moon business is over with, thank you. I’ve got the salt though so-- there’s a chance for me, yeah?

What new guy?

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problematicexorcist:

[pm] I’m trying. Listen better. It’s the moon. It’s making everything more than it should be. Don’t go out at night. Only way to avoid it. I think. Maybe. 

[pm] Oh, my God.

It’s the blue moon already? It’s the damn blue moon. I was so-- I didn’t. You can see ghosts. I should have known better. I just thought you were bevvied up, like. It all makes sense now. You’re not drunk, you’re-- well, you’re a bit off sounding but I’m making sense of things at least.

I truly am going to die. I’ll stay inside the RV but that doesn’t mean other things can’t come in, yeah? 

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captainashkent:

[pm] No, I didn’t know her as a child. I didn’t know anyone here as a child, but that doesn’t matter. You’re not going to die, Perry Mr. Holloway. I can send two and one is a volunteer. And that is it. You get two.

[pm] You’re the only hope this town has, Captain. If I do die, which I probably will, I’m glad you’ll still be around.