The Boards, Thursday

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"You are still here," Drac rounded a corner and found the woman still in the lobby. "Ms Akatsutsumi?"

"I'm not leaving until he shows up." The redheaded woman lowered the script she was reading to give him what was probably supposed to be an intimidating look, except Drac had been married. Oh, and he was a vampire. "I told you that." And she had. When she'd shown up. Hours ago.

"Jonothon doesn't always come in, as I mentioned earlier. He's only working sound on this production; being here for casting isn't necessary."

The woman shrugged and went back to reading the script. "It's Jono. He'll be here; he loves this place."

AAAAUGH. "Have you tried contacting him directly?" Drac was so tempted to rub his face in frustration, but he kept his Service Smile and simply ducked his head as he continued past and resumed setting up for the day.

The woman's eyes rolled. "I've texted him, like, a hundred times."

"And visited his music store?"

"I'll go there later, if I don't find him here." She looked back up at him, this time with a curious look on her face. "Hey, do you know why weird things are happening on the island?"

Drac raised an eyebrow as he set the poster in the window. "Because it's the island?" Yes. He'd now lived here long enough that was actually an answer.

"That's... actually an answer, I guess."

3rd Casting Call for Sour Grapes Of Death One year ago, Robert Killingsworth bought the farm. Six months later, he was dead, leaving his widow Elizabeth to tend to their fledgling vineyard and winery on the outskirts of California’s wine country. With mounting debts and no idea how to run a business, Elizabeth is desperate to sell the farm and recoup her losses. The fierce drought and shaky economy, however, have left Killingsworth Farm on the market for far too long. One autumn day, seven people passed through the gates of Killingsworth Farm to see Elizabeth. One of them, Detective Yu discovers, is the last person Elizabeth ever sees. AUDITIONS OPEN

Come in and audition!

No seriously. Audition. He has only two parts cast.


[AU and AU!NPC auditioners welcome! Play with Momo or Drac! Slow play as I am at work and then personal errands until later tonight EST]

The Causeway: Thursday Afternoon

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A group of Jamies were huddled by the causeway.

"Did we get everything?"

Preparing for a ritual that might be the key to saving the future of Fandom island.

"Mandrake root. Fur from a teal deer. Nightshade. Dried stickbugs. Is that everything?"

Then again this is Jamie Madrox we're talking about.

"Almost everything. We couldn't get a live chicken."

"What did we get as a replacement?"

"The ten piece chicken meal from Il Pollo."

The Lannisters don't have anything to worry about.

[For anyone who wants to see Jamie totally blow a magic spell. Open.]

Devil's Nest | Thursday Evening

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Buffy had been through enough that she was fairly alarmed about the weirdness going on, but wasn't to the point where she was dedicating every last second of her life to finding a solution. It didn't seem like an apocalypse. Another one. So she still showed up for work.

She was, however, texting Willow about everything as she sat at the bar.

[Expect super slow SP from me at times because ahahahaha I'm insane and agreed to go to work tonight on my day off]