but dogs can look up

[dr_conscience]

When; The afternoon into the evening of January 2nd... spanning sundown >:]
Rating; Rated G for Ghouls. Wait no. Let's say PG-13, maybe even R.
Characters; Anyone. EVERYONE. Get up in here!
Summary; A normal evening at one of the City's bars turns into Shaun of the Dead a ghoul attack.
Log;

[ While many of the City's denizens may have been growing gradually more anxious since the new year struck, a certain ominous paranoia closing in around them, life does not stop or even slow down for nerves. And without any tangible evidence of something amiss, it's easy for those who have been more actively occupied to bury themselves, all but missing the early warning signs of whatever may be closing in.

And so it is that one may find oneself out this evening, in the last hours of dusk before darkness falls over the City, unwinding over an after-work drink or grabbing an easy dinner. Of course, if one were to linger too long... | ]


[ Momentarily posting time divided threads, to indicate before and after sundown. Feel free to mingle before dark, or have your characters' ghoulish guests arrive after the sun goes down... ]

Comments

[dr_conscience]

["She was Nichelle Nichols and I sort of had a crush on her when I was a kid" is not the right answer. That, he knows.]

Well, she was... very intelligent, strong, passionate. She was kind and compassionate - but definitely not one to take shit from anyone. Certainly someone I respect.

[Also, she rocked go-go boots like nobody's business.]

[universaltranslator]

[If Uhura knew Nichelle Nichols, she'd understand. THe bartender hands her the second Graveyard; this time she sips slowly.]

I wish I could have met her.

[dr_conscience]

Wouldn't that create some kind of paradox?

[He might know what he's talking about. Who knows, it's all made up in his world.]

[universaltranslator]

[She laughs]

If I'd studied a bit harder in my temporal mechanics class, I could probably tell you. But it always made me kind of dizzy.

[dr_conscience]

I think I can understand that. The City's already given me one more universe than I really feel equipped to deal with. I doubt I'd handle alternate realities as an everyday concern very well.