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entrancelogs2016-10-22 11:21 pm
mypartnerintime) wrote in entrancelogs2016-10-22 11:21 pm
The second star to the right
Who: Max, OPEN, and Chloe
Where: All over Neverland
When: Up to about halfway through the event
Rating: Idk PG-13?
Summary: Max explores the island, intent on finding Chloe- and actually succeeds.
The Story:
[A. She woke up on the beach | OPEN]
This is too much like another vision.
Max wakes up on the beach, cheek pressed against the wet sand, warm water lapping at her shoes. Adrenaline fills her the moment her eyes flutter open, and very quickly she's on her feet, wiping sand from her face. She still has her bag: camera, device, Oregon phone, journal, some snacks, pepper spray... good enough. This is another event, of course. They'd all been expecting one.
A nearby forest looms over her and she stares at it with trepidation, biting her lip. All of her reasoning tells her she can't stay on the beach. She needs to find other people, or water and food, or shelter. But the trees seem so dark, the spaces between them like black veils hiding unknown and unknowable things...
She tries to use the device multiple times but Chloe never responds. She's not even sure the calls are connecting on Chloe's end. Her gaze switches back and forth between the forest and the sea, which seems to stretch on forever into a dark and starless horizon. There's only one place to go.
She makes her way toward the forest, clutching nervously at her Oregon phone, the built-in flashlight shining meekly into the foliage. Finally, with one last deep breath, she calls out loudly.
"Hello?"
And determined, she pushes past the border and into the woods, flashlight swinging left and right as she warily scans her surroundings. She has to find her best friend, after all.
[B. Don't you forget about me | CLOSED to Chloe]
It's been days. She's met people here and there, and she's taken to regularly checking the network, too. But none of those strange kids ever seem to reply to anyone- and she's pretty sure by now that Chloe's in the same sort of state.
But after all this time, Max still feels no closer to finding her best friend- her girlfriend. And who knows what sort of terrible things might be happening...
But at some point, her flashlight crosses over a break in the trees, and she spots a girl. She quickly covers the light, crouching down to hide herself, hands shaking slightly. It looked like Chloe- that brownish blonde hair, so reminiscent of their childhood days.
Could Max have possibly found her, by sheer luck and tenacity? And is Chloe still safe?
Max closes her eyes for a moment and begs herself to be brave. Then she calls out in the dark, a low whisper in the otherwise quiet woods.
"Chloe?"
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Where: All over Neverland
When: Up to about halfway through the event
Rating: Idk PG-13?
Summary: Max explores the island, intent on finding Chloe- and actually succeeds.
The Story:
[A. She woke up on the beach | OPEN]
This is too much like another vision.
Max wakes up on the beach, cheek pressed against the wet sand, warm water lapping at her shoes. Adrenaline fills her the moment her eyes flutter open, and very quickly she's on her feet, wiping sand from her face. She still has her bag: camera, device, Oregon phone, journal, some snacks, pepper spray... good enough. This is another event, of course. They'd all been expecting one.
A nearby forest looms over her and she stares at it with trepidation, biting her lip. All of her reasoning tells her she can't stay on the beach. She needs to find other people, or water and food, or shelter. But the trees seem so dark, the spaces between them like black veils hiding unknown and unknowable things...
She tries to use the device multiple times but Chloe never responds. She's not even sure the calls are connecting on Chloe's end. Her gaze switches back and forth between the forest and the sea, which seems to stretch on forever into a dark and starless horizon. There's only one place to go.
She makes her way toward the forest, clutching nervously at her Oregon phone, the built-in flashlight shining meekly into the foliage. Finally, with one last deep breath, she calls out loudly.
"Hello?"
And determined, she pushes past the border and into the woods, flashlight swinging left and right as she warily scans her surroundings. She has to find her best friend, after all.
[B. Don't you forget about me | CLOSED to Chloe]
It's been days. She's met people here and there, and she's taken to regularly checking the network, too. But none of those strange kids ever seem to reply to anyone- and she's pretty sure by now that Chloe's in the same sort of state.
But after all this time, Max still feels no closer to finding her best friend- her girlfriend. And who knows what sort of terrible things might be happening...
But at some point, her flashlight crosses over a break in the trees, and she spots a girl. She quickly covers the light, crouching down to hide herself, hands shaking slightly. It looked like Chloe- that brownish blonde hair, so reminiscent of their childhood days.
Could Max have possibly found her, by sheer luck and tenacity? And is Chloe still safe?
Max closes her eyes for a moment and begs herself to be brave. Then she calls out in the dark, a low whisper in the otherwise quiet woods.
"Chloe?"
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[There's no heat in his voice. There's nothing whatsoever.]
[She's not making sense. None of what she's saying is making sense. You can't be friends with someone you've never met. And if he didn't even tell Alphys or Napstablook that name, he wouldn't have told...whoever this person is.]
[And his brother wouldn't leave him. And he wouldn't be searching for him.]
he's not looking for me. he's dead. if...if y-you're not gonna tell me...fine. f-fine. you g-got what you wanted, so just leave. leave me alone.
[There's still nothing in his voice. He just sounds hollow.]
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And at the same time, if Papyrus isn't a Lost One, then Max is pretty darn sure he's looking for Sans. If at some point, during the event, he ever finds his brother... Max wonders how Sans would react. She's hopeful, but honestly isn't sure how much she can really expect.
But what can she even do that won't make everything worse?]
I'm sorry I brought him up. But for once I think I know more about him than you do. [Not that he'd believe her- how do you go about proving that someone isn't dead, to their own brother? She doesn't have a single picture of the adult Papyrus.] Do you really want me to go?
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[He folds even further on himself, pulling up his hood so he can pretend she isn't there.]
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