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We keep dreaming of a world [OPEN]
Who: Jason Scott and OPEN
Where: Youth Center
When: March 21~31
Rating: G, PG for language at worst
Summary: After a series of people being sent home, the Youth Center is a little understaffed. Jason is quietly opening things up to new people. Maybe a little too quietly.
The Story:
[It probably shouldn't be surprising that the pleasant carnival ended in something as tense as a declaration of war. But what does that even mean? People have been scrambling to train others, to keep from being caught unawares even though they have no idea what shape the attack might take. They're scared.
And then there's been the disappearances. The Youth Center is supposed to be here as a space where kids are safe and supervised, but that promise is harder to fulfill than ever. Billy's been missing shifts, and a quick check of his living space confirms some suspicions. He's gone too.
Nobody is here enough. The lights haven't been on, and it seems like the sort of time when they'll need someone to tend to things more than ever.
And so today, there's a "Help wanted" sign near the entrance to the center. Feel free to stop in.]
Where: Youth Center
When: March 21~31
Rating: G, PG for language at worst
Summary: After a series of people being sent home, the Youth Center is a little understaffed. Jason is quietly opening things up to new people. Maybe a little too quietly.
The Story:
[It probably shouldn't be surprising that the pleasant carnival ended in something as tense as a declaration of war. But what does that even mean? People have been scrambling to train others, to keep from being caught unawares even though they have no idea what shape the attack might take. They're scared.
And then there's been the disappearances. The Youth Center is supposed to be here as a space where kids are safe and supervised, but that promise is harder to fulfill than ever. Billy's been missing shifts, and a quick check of his living space confirms some suspicions. He's gone too.
Nobody is here enough. The lights haven't been on, and it seems like the sort of time when they'll need someone to tend to things more than ever.
And so today, there's a "Help wanted" sign near the entrance to the center. Feel free to stop in.]
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Gert isn't anything without Old Lace but she knows better than to go toe to toe with the troops alone. So far no signs of anyone she really knows. Molly, Chase, Karolina. No one is here.
She heard about the youth center on the fly, but considering what was happening around her the doubt outweighed any real curiosity. She didn't mind lending a hand to the success of this place because at least then she'd actually be useful.]
Anybody home?
[The bell rang when she stepped inside, and right now she's taking careful precautions not to make a mess of anything she investigates. This place just kept getting weirder.]
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She had enough uncertainties about everything that makes up Wonderland before the declaration of war. Now, that and what she's heard from others, observed people saying to each other, has joined her heavy mental constant.
But. There's still a mansion to keep exploring (for now), and she pops, head first, into the center's door. Spotting a boy she hasn't seen before, she starts over, smiling if his head turns to see her. On her way over, she says aloud, voice clear and steady -- ] What kinda help do you need? [ She points behind herself with one thumb.
While she's not in the customary clothes of her village that day, she is barefoot, hair wrapped up in a messy bun, orange tank top and cream colored long skirt (they showed up in the closet!) over her legs. Looks more like a girl ready for the beach, but whatevs. ]
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