OPEN | the "Lost People" mingle!

[boyhood]

Who: Every lonely person with a story to tell! (Check out the OOC details if you haven't yet!) Oh, and Peter Pan (boyhood), too.
Where: Mingles are out on the mansion grounds.
When: June 4th-6th, night.
Rating: PG-13? We'll see.
Summary: Peter is up to old tricks. Using his influence as the Pied Piper, Peter gathers together everyone in Wonderland he can for a celebration. Are you ready to make some new friends, sad sacks? This doubles as a convenient excuse to see how many vulnerable children there are.
The Story:



So you heard a little tune on the air and you've come to play! The more, the merrier. Night 1 isn't strictly an action event, but if you'd like to have your characters react, or just want to thread something out for that time, go for it. Night 2 and Night 3 are where the action's at. The prompts are general ideas of what's going on!

Anyone who isn't invited is going to find they can't figure out where everyone's disappeared to, exactly, and if they do go to a location, it's going to look like nothing's going on. Strange, huh? For those who are invited, he only rule is this: mingle to your hearts' content! Make new posts, tag into things, do what makes the most fun!

After each night, everyone will be free to disperse before the sun comes up. They'll wake up in their beds feeling refreshed, with the pleasant, surreal sense they've just had a sweet dream.

Except it wasn't really a dream, was it?

Comments

[rues]

[ seems like almost every time they talk these days, he drops some kind of bomb like this on her. the last one was "surprise, i'm related to dean winchester and he fucked me over," and now it's "surprise, i'm dead." honestly, she really shouldn't be all that surprised, she just didn't exactly realize adam probably meant dean literally sold his soul until now. awkward. ]

[ all of that's really none of her business, though, so she's just going to ... sweep that little truth bomb under the rug and hope her curiosity doesn't ever get the better of her one of these days. ]

[ she throws a friendly punch his way, which is really more like a fist nudge than anything, grinning wide. ] Guess that means we've gotta work on your game, then. Last I checked, you're pretty alive here. No excuses, Milligan. [ seriously, he deserves to get laid. ]

[halfwinchester]

<sub>[Adam assumed that had come across in translation, the whole metaphysical damnation thing. Souls are a part of the divine in his mind; it's difficult to imagine supernatural gods don't deal in that territory no matter what they say.

He's certainly no expert, but it's not like his death(s) are a secret. They're a part of some fiction series, for Christ's sake.]</sub>

That depends on what you count as "alive."

_{[He takes the nudge to the arm without comment. All right, easy there, Rocky, you won the fight, let's not start taking swings at each other.]}

I've got other things to worry about, and I would've thought you do, too.

_{[He's too busy holding his shit together to work on romantic relationships. Any kind of interpersonal relationship is slow going as it is.]}