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entrancelogs2016-03-02 11:43 pm
mypartnerincrime) wrote in entrancelogs2016-03-02 11:43 pm
[OPEN] If you count falling stars to be a bad sign
Who: Chloe Price plus [OPEN] to everyone else!
Where: In the woods, just outside the mansion
When: Evening of March 2
Rating: PG-13??
Summary: Chloe finds herself in Wonderland but thinks she's somewhere else. *dundundun*
The Story:
Chloe is backing away from the edge of the cliff, her sight obscured by the heavy rainfall. All she sees are blurred outlines of the trees, the lighthouse, of her... she who had given her new hope and new happiness over the past week. I'm leaving her, Chloe thinks desperately. The realization came to her, quick and piercing like a blade to the heart that the blue-haired girl is reduced to tears. She puts her hands to her face and closes her eyes. "I'm so.... sorry," she cries out.
And then--
Silence, as if the someone had muted the world. The only thing Chloe hears now is her own crying.
She opens her eyes while the tears continue to fall and looks. There are trees all over the place, their dark silhouettes looming over Chloe. But they are standing still, undisturbed. The rain had indeed stopped, but the lighthouse had disappeared too. So did the cliff and--
Chloe calls out to the woods. She calls out a name again and again until she is hoarse. Has it happened? Has fate finally successfully separated them, after so many failed attempts over the week? Chloe makes her way through the forest, fighting off broken branches and thorny bushes. She keeps calling, half-shouting, half-sobbing. She is lost...
And then Chloe hears something other than her own weeping. A few feet away from her she hears a low rumbling sound, not unlike a thunderstorm. As Chloe moves faster, the rumbling grows louder and louder. At last, she is out of the woods. In the distance is a beautiful mansion, illuminated only by the sudden bursts of light that are falling from the sky but the sky is becoming darker and darker, as if being robbed of all heavenly light.
Are those... stars? Chloe wonders as she continues to watch the shower of light. Maybe it has happened and she 's actually in, you know, heaven (or hell, if you count falling stars to be a bad sign). Chloe stops walking and stares at the mansion. She did it. It's done, she thinks.
"I'm finally dead... And alone again," Chloe mutters bitterly but feeling calmer than she had ever been that night. She gradually stops crying as the reality of death hit her; there is no longer anything she can do. Death has finally caught up to her. If she is indeed dead, then Chloe no longer sees any reason to continue her search. In fact, she doesn't want to find her in this place.
After what seemed like hours, Chloe starts walking towards mansion basked in light and darkness. "Might as well check out my new crib, then," Chloe sighs. "Since it looks like I'll be staying here for like... forever."
[Chloe can be found wandering near the the entrance of the mansion then eventually exploring the first floor.]
Where: In the woods, just outside the mansion
When: Evening of March 2
Rating: PG-13??
Summary: Chloe finds herself in Wonderland but thinks she's somewhere else. *dundundun*
The Story:
Chloe is backing away from the edge of the cliff, her sight obscured by the heavy rainfall. All she sees are blurred outlines of the trees, the lighthouse, of her... she who had given her new hope and new happiness over the past week. I'm leaving her, Chloe thinks desperately. The realization came to her, quick and piercing like a blade to the heart that the blue-haired girl is reduced to tears. She puts her hands to her face and closes her eyes. "I'm so.... sorry," she cries out.
And then--
Silence, as if the someone had muted the world. The only thing Chloe hears now is her own crying.
She opens her eyes while the tears continue to fall and looks. There are trees all over the place, their dark silhouettes looming over Chloe. But they are standing still, undisturbed. The rain had indeed stopped, but the lighthouse had disappeared too. So did the cliff and--
Chloe calls out to the woods. She calls out a name again and again until she is hoarse. Has it happened? Has fate finally successfully separated them, after so many failed attempts over the week? Chloe makes her way through the forest, fighting off broken branches and thorny bushes. She keeps calling, half-shouting, half-sobbing. She is lost...
And then Chloe hears something other than her own weeping. A few feet away from her she hears a low rumbling sound, not unlike a thunderstorm. As Chloe moves faster, the rumbling grows louder and louder. At last, she is out of the woods. In the distance is a beautiful mansion, illuminated only by the sudden bursts of light that are falling from the sky but the sky is becoming darker and darker, as if being robbed of all heavenly light.
Are those... stars? Chloe wonders as she continues to watch the shower of light. Maybe it has happened and she 's actually in, you know, heaven (or hell, if you count falling stars to be a bad sign). Chloe stops walking and stares at the mansion. She did it. It's done, she thinks.
"I'm finally dead... And alone again," Chloe mutters bitterly but feeling calmer than she had ever been that night. She gradually stops crying as the reality of death hit her; there is no longer anything she can do. Death has finally caught up to her. If she is indeed dead, then Chloe no longer sees any reason to continue her search. In fact, she doesn't want to find her in this place.
After what seemed like hours, Chloe starts walking towards mansion basked in light and darkness. "Might as well check out my new crib, then," Chloe sighs. "Since it looks like I'll be staying here for like... forever."
[Chloe can be found wandering near the the entrance of the mansion then eventually exploring the first floor.]
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She props herself up and looks at Max. Chloe flashes her evil grin. "So let's just say-- hypothetically, of course-- that I wanted some of my sweet medication right now, I could just wish for it and then-- abracadabra-- it magically appears?"
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Then there's Chloe's classic grin, and Max raises her eyebrows because she's sure it's going to be a typical Chloe statement. She sits on the bed next to the punk, uhhh, stoner.
"Really? You just got here." Almost dying is probably a good excuse though, so Max just sighs. Some things really don't change- and in all honesty, Max is glad for that, today. "You just have to imagine it, then it'll appear in the closet." She jerks her head in that direction.
"No way I'm getting it for you, though," she says with a smile, flopping down onto her back, on top of Chloe's legs.
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For a while, Chloe doesn't talk. She tries to absorb everything that's happened to her over the past hours in Wonderland. And then she remembers something that still doesn't make sense to her. "Max?" Chloe says but still doesn't move. "What's up with the falling stars? Is it a normal thing in Wonderland?"
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The easy silence stretches on for minutes.
Like Chloe, she finds the other girl's presence comforting... so comforting that her eyes flutter and slowly close, and for a moment she thinks that she can't fall asleep, that she has to avoid it. It's a habit she's built up over months of keeping away from nightmares, and sometimes even good dreams that come to an end too soon. Drowsiness has been an insistent burden on her for the past few weeks.
But she can feel Chloe's legs- and she knows that if she opens her eyes, she'll see the same messy room she'd grown to treasure in Arcadia Bay. All of it reminds her of the nightlight her mother used to turn on right before bed, when Max was just a kid, its warm orange glow filling her room, lighting up the dark just the right amount.
Eventually all those thoughts settle into a nice, peaceful blankness, except for the sound of her breathing, and the pressure on her back.
Someone says something. Half thinking, Max mutters, "Event," and turns onto her side, using Chloe's leg as a pillow.
And then her breathing settles into an even pace, and her muscles relax, and Wonderland fades away. The tornado isn't anywhere to be seen. Neither is the too bright room with many cameras and lights, nor the crummy bathroom with tiles that echo sounds too loudly. All of it is fading away.
But not Chloe. Not this time.
She's right there.
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Chloe observes her best friend's sleeping figure and smiles. It's pleasant to see Max so relaxed after all the shitty things they had to go through over the past week and Chloe has no plans of waking her up any time soon. She can sleep as long as she wants. She hella deserves some rest.
The blue-haired girl places her hands beneath her head and gazes at the ceiling once again. She starts to hum one of the songs from her music CDs, the first ever song Max heard in Chloe's room when she returned to Arcadia Bay after 5 years. It is a song full of farewells, a song dedicated to dreams that Chloe could no longer pursue.
Her eyes fill with tears at the thought of everything that was taken away from her in a span of one week. The tears silently fall from Chloe's face, leaving a small stain on the bed sheets. She gently wipes her eyes and quietly sniffs. Chloe then looks at Max to check if she had woken up.
Although her best friend can't see, Chloe gives her a small smile. It's time to let go. We solved it. Max is now her number 1 priority.
Her eyes begin to flutter as well as she starts falling asleep, the silence and serenity enveloping her. The song slowly fades away from Chloe's mind and it is replaced with one final fleeting thought--
"Good bye to my Santa Monica dream..."
Hello, Wonderland.