[Introduction] An Invitation to Madness

[Fragmaster01]

 

There are words here. "Yummy. Due to recent circumstances, you have been invited to a meet and greet session with the local Nightwatch. Please note that we are here to help ensure that all is well, and continues to be well. This meeting will take place at 3014 West 28th street at 9:00 this evening. Attendance is mandatory. Failure to comply will ensure that you will be very, very afraid for the coming days. We hoped you enjoyed our chocolate."
Well, that was an odd message. Wait, there's one more in small print at the bottom...
"This message will self destruct."

 

There are words here. "We promise the chocolate is safe. Due to recent circumstances, you have been invited to a meet and greet session with the local Nightwatch. Please note that we are here to help ensure that all is well, and continues to be well. This meeting will take place at 3014 West 28th street at 9:00 this evening. Attendance is mandatory. Failure to comply will ensure that you will be very, very afraid for the coming days.
Well, that was an odd message. Wait, there's one more in small print at the bottom...
"This message will self destruct."

 

There are words here. "This message goes well with food. Due to recent circumstances, you have been invited to a meet and greet session with the local Nightwatch. Please note that we are here to help ensure that all is well, and continues to be well. This meeting will take place at 3014 West 28th street at 9:00 this evening. Attendance is mandatory. Failure to comply will ensure that you will be very, very afraid for the coming days. Enjoy our complimentary chocolate."
Well, that was an odd message. Wait, there's one more in small print at the bottom...
"This message will self destruct."

 

You hear a splorch from behind you as you leave, like a drop of water or something landing on the ground. Letters have odd ways of self-destructing nowadays.
It's sunny outside. The street is generally empty, save for cars moving by and a teenage girl with a t-shirt that proudly declares "Words on a Shirt".
Current Location - Your apartment of doom, near downtown.

 

There are words here. "Chocolate from strangers is the best kind of chocolate. Due to recent circumstances, you have been invited to a meet and greet session with the local Nightwatch. Please note that we are here to help ensure that all is well, and continues to be well. This meeting will take place at 3014 West 28th street at 9:00 this evening. Attendance is mandatory. Failure to comply will ensure that you will be very, very afraid for the coming days.
Well, that was an odd message. Wait, there's one more in small print at the bottom...
"This message will self destruct."

[chocbywdr]

 

Wow it really did blow up, I bet my toilet is gonna fall from the sky and hit me in the head or something like that, I'd better head for cover. I think to myself as i head for the subway station. Looking at the Teenage girl I say "Hey nice shirt, young lady." as I walk by her. The Night Watch I think to Myself as I pull out my handy PDA. "Come on Google tell me something good." This has been a thoroughly odd morning and something close to normal would be great. He looks at the Starbucks up ahead and figures a nice iced white mocha would suit him well. Its still early still coffee time. Plus there is that Hot Barista-chick there that I love to flirt with and I can use the free Wi-fi to see if I can get some results faster. Starbucks it is, I walk into the starbucks and stand on the line while waiting for my Droid X to connect to the Wifi and show me something good...

[Casino Jack]

 

"The hell? Andrew muttered, rereading the note. Weird ass letter, wait, this reminded him of...

Ohohoh, nice try Seth, trying to get him back for the super glue speed-o incident. His roommate would have to try harder then that to out do Andrew. If he wanted a prank war, he would get a prank war. And Seth didn't have a pair of very special boots. But now, it was time for breakfast. He took the chocolate out of the envelop and popped it in his mouth defiantly. It was pretty good chocolate. He crumpled the note into a ball and threw it on the dresser, getting up from the bed and getting dressed.

[DMyotamharan]

 

Just the kind of people I keep running from. Great... I think to myself as I read the letter, sounds like a whole lot of fun. As I reach the bottom of the letter, and see the small letter writing, I scratch my head. Now, that's odd... I think as I try to make sense out of it. I was planning on doing that messiah thing in the evening, but I guess that's out of the question...

[Jai]

 

She reads the note, muttering important words under her breath, 'Meet and greet'...'Nightwatch'...'Mandatory'?...'Failure to comply'?! She cocks her head when she notices the smaller print. When she reads it, she swears, flails for a second before throwing it in the sink, and ducks and covers. When it doesn't go off immediately, she feels a bit stupid, but she stays where she is for a moment longer. Safe than sorry.

[Aethera]

 

Glaring at the letter which is a symbol of everything that woke her up this morning, Maria reads it twice, committing the odd words to memory. Someone's got a pretty lousy idea of a prank. I'm already going crazy these days, I don't need to be afraid on top of that. The tiny voice of her conscience pipes in--If you aren't scared already--but Maria squashes that thought. She sets the letter and envelope on her desk and picks up the piece of chocolate. I'd best not, she decides, then sets it beside the unfolded paper and turns to find proper clothes for the day.

Dressed in jeans and a green t-shirt that had wooden beads at the neckline in intricate patterns, Maria turned back to her room, debating if she wanted to stay here or go to the library where there were more people, but she also had access to all of their books.

[Fragmaster01]

 

Google tells you it's a series of fantasy novels, as well as the name of a neighborhood crime watch on the other side of the continent. Great.

 

As you put the paper away, most of the letter gets up and hops off the page, landing in your trashcan in an inky Splort. Only the address and time remain.

 

As you ponder the strange words, most of the letter gets up and hops off the page, landing in your trashcan in an inky Splort. Only the address and time remain.

 

The letter is still in the sink, though you see black ink running down the drain. Only the address and time remain on the page, the rest of the ink has decided to see new sights.

 

As you turn back to your room, you hear a Splort noise coming from the trashcan. Most of the words on the letter have gotten up and hopped into the trash, leaving only the address and time on the page.

[Casino Jack]

 

His back turned as he pulled up a pair of jeans, Andrew unfortunately missed the abnormal display happening on his dresser. Dressed and ready for the day, Andrew turned his thoughts to more important channels. Mainly, food. He exited his room, heading into the adjoined kitchen/living room that he shared with his roomie, Seth Dwyer. Seth had left already to god knows where, he didn't work until late night.

Andrew drew a box of rice frosted flakes from a cabinet and a gallon hug of milk from the fridge, and settled down for a breakfast of champions.

[Jai]

 

Morrigan stands, feeling rather stupid, just in time to see the last of the ink swirl away. Of course. I knew that. At least no one saw me. Irrationally irritated at the chocolate of all things, she decides to make her crepes with fruit instead.

Happily munching on breakfast, she mentally calculates the distance to 3014 West 28th. Standard block is .1 miles, 3000 block is 4 west from here...there's a hill, that'll take a bit longer....

Knowing when she should leave to get there by bike with time to scout around, she cleans up, then heads to get ready for the day. At least this is an excuse to wear my new green skirt.

[Aethera]

 

Now there's something she wasn't expecting. Returning to the letter, Maria picks it up to confirm that she's not just making things up (having just woken up, or perhaps, she's still dreaming), but it's true, the words have walked right off the page. Words don't walk, she chides herself, at the same time as she's calling from memory every word to make sure she remembers the whole thing, and then the time and place.

The Nightwatch, hmm? she asked herself, finally letting the paper and envelope slip into the trashcan without looking down at where there may or may not be a pile of words sitting in the bottom. She wasn't quite sure that she wanted to see what a word, by itself, looked like. Something to add to my list for today's research. And I'm guessing it's not going to be easy to find. The chocolate she placed in an outer pocket of her backpack in case she decided to eat it later, and then grabbed her keys and a lightweight jacket, slipped into her sneakers and headed out the door to do some careful searching through the library's records about any mention of a Nightwatch, or references to something similar.

[Fragmaster01]

 

Om nom nom. You have been fed. The milk is near expiration, but it didn't smell bad, so that's a start.

 

Having been fed, you do such silly things as getting clothes on the wonderful person that happens to be you. You figure it shouldn't take long to get to this strange place that the letter bragged about. It's about 10:00AM right now, so you have much time to do whatever else you prefer doing in the day before dealing with this nonsense.

 

The library is rather empty, save for 2 kids running about while their mother frantically tries to enforce the rule of library noise levels. An elderly librarian glares at the scene.
1d10+INT, plus any skill bonuses to something researchy to try and find things.

[chocbywdr]

 

well that is not a very impressive list of responses google come on. I thought I'm going to the school library to see if there is anything there.
Here's our coffee sir said the barista. "What Oh yeah" I responded then headed for the door. Putting my PDA away I walked towards the subway. I'm gonna say that the guy in my room was just a result of the hangover. the letter... well the letter was kinda weird but I was really drunk last night so maybe it was from somebody last night. I guess we will see tonight at 9. HMM Video games first then the library. At China Town fair I keep having the nagging sensation that there was something else I was supposed to do... Ehh I suppose it will come to me. Two hours os house of the dead, followed by ghost hunters, followed by police trainer and just I was about to jump on the line for street fighter 4. My PDA starts ringing and I remember just what it is I was suppose to do. Its almost 9 and I need to get going, what a waste of a Saturday

[Casino Jack]

 

Properly fed and watered, Andrew flipped the TV on, and began to think of ways to entertain his day. He had some chores to do, but beyond that, his day was free. First off, it was time to get the mail. The real mail, not Seth's prank note. Then, he'd need to travel to the bank, pick up his dry cleaning. He should probably stock up on more liquor. But then, he'd be done. He should probably visit his friend Ron, check to make sure he made it home.That would put him home around six, maybe he'd pick up a movie. Then it'd be time for the "meet & greet"

OOC Going through the routine to 9:00 boss, unless you feel like throwing in a little RP here and there.

[Jai]

 

Morrigan dons her new green skirt and a cream-colored silk peasant blouse, and twists her hair back with a pencil, before picking up her laptop case, purse and backpack and heading out of the door. She unlocks her bike from out front of her appartment complex, puts her purse and laptop in the basket, and heads to campus. The lab was almost guaranteed to be empty today, so it was the perfect time to get in some work. She works until all morning in the lab, then grabs a bite at a nearby cafe, and back to the doctorate students' office to type up her notes. It's nearly 8 when she finally decides she's finished for the day.

She ditches her stuff back at her apartment and heads to the address, getting there with 10 minutes to spare.

[Aethera]