#plotdrop;002

[easthavenhq]

East Haven's 4th of July Firework Show Accident

Everything was normal as Mayor Clairmont announced the start of the fireworks show. The crowds watched from the boardwalk, their seats on rides, boats around the lake, or around the park as the colors lit the night sky over Primrose Lake. Around 9:47pm, however, things took a turn...

Welcome to East Haven's second plot drop! Due to the nature of the plot, more details as well as those with serious injuries will be listed under the cut. Reminder that minor injuries are open and anyone could have them. If you have any questions, let us know!

Triggers for under the cut: Fireworks, explosion, fire, drowning, blood, surgery, injuries including: concussions, burns, broken bones, internal bleeding, head injuries

As the fireworks show started to get ready for the big finale, two local teens decided to go down and rearrange some of the fireworks. The person in charge of the fireworks saw them and in the panic of things, the fireworks got knocked over and started shooting towards the crowd. Panic ensued while the worker tried to stop it, but the fire extinguisher tried to get it out. Finally, someone ran up and pushed the rest in the water, stopping the threat, but not stopping the chaos.

Throughout the panic, rides were left without someone to stop them, booths were caught on fire, and people were running everywhere for cover. Multiple injuries have been reported ranging from minor to more severe ones and here is the details on those:

While working with his fellow firefighters, Callum Jackson was trying to help some volunteers out of Heart & Seoul's food booth when the whole thing came down. The volunteers were able to escape, but Callum ended up getting a broken arm, cracked ribs, and had to be taken into emergency surgery for internal bleeding.

Beyza Senkan was watching the fireworks with Diego Castro and their son, Devrim, when the fireworks started towards them. Devrim fell into the water and being the swimmer she is, Beyza jumped right in. At the same time, a vendor selling balloons pushed his cart to get out of the way and it fell into the water after them. While she was able to get Devrim, her ankle got caught in the some string of the booth and it started pulling on her as it was wrapped around a tank of helium. She passed Devrim to Diego and not wanting either to panic, said she'd swim down the dock to get up and told Diego to get their son out of there. She ended up going under to try to get loose, but the cart kept making her sink further down. Emre Ediz, his daughter seeing what happened, ran over and dove into the water and helped Beyza get loose, but not before she lost consciousness. He performed CPR on her and saved her life.

Reagan Flores was on the Ferris wheel with Dana Allen-Lopez when a firework hit it; causing it to stop and more coming at them. Trying to get them down, Reagan started climbing down the ride, only for more fireworks to head her way. At one point, one came close to her causing her to fall from where she was, landing on her feet: breaking her leg and ankle. She also suffered burns from the firework as it exploded against the Ferris wheel.

Seeing the panic, Chantel Bedford started helping people get out of the line of fire in the fireworks. As a firework hit Busy Bee's booth, she went to get out of the way only to shatter her ankle in the process; leaving her unable to move and giving her burns as well from the firework. She ended up needing minor surgery to fix her ankle.

During the chaos, Piper Fulton was riding on the Paratrooper when the person in charge of it abandoned the ride, leaving it going around and around. Debris from the Ferris wheel breaking landed on the ride causing it to stop and the people riding started to get off. From her height, she ended up falling and breaking her leg.

Simon Heywood was knocked around when the people of East Haven started to panic from the uncontrolled fireworks. In the midst of all of this, he fell to the ground where he sustained some cuts from debris. After he got back up from running, he side swept a pole trying to dodge more people and dislocated his shoulder in doing so because of the quick and hard blow to it.

When the chaos started, people started to run away from the fireworks and Lenny Clairmont was in the middle of it all. Looking for her husband in her own panic, she was knocked over by people and left on the ground. No one was paying attention to her as they stumbled over her multiple times. Lenny was not found until after the people had cleared out from the area and she will be left unconscious for several days with bruisings on multiple areas of her body.

As fireworks ended up in places that people didn't expect, Daisy Levitt came to the rescue while she was working around the Whack A Mole game at the carnival. She saw that people were panicking and running for safety. Due to her nature, she went into firefighter mode and began helping people get to safety without much regard to her own. While doing so, she sustained several burns that she had to get checked out at the hospital.

While trying to escape the chaos, a firework started to head towards Roman Rhodes, expelling shrapnel as well, who was watching the show with Andrew Jackson. Noticing a firework heading their way, Roman used his body as a shield to protect Andrew and got hit. This ended up with him having serious burns on his back and smaller ones on his left arm and left side of his face.

Viktor Pierce was trying to escape the park when a firework hit the Whac-a-Mole game and the debris hit him in the head, leaving in him unconscious for several minutes. Upon being looked at by EMTs, it was told he had a severe concussion.

Attraction Damage

The Ferris Wheel was running at the time of the fireworks show. Upon being hit by a firework, it stopped working and then was hit again minutes later.

The Paratrooper was running as well and was abandoned by the person running it. Broken parts from the Ferris Wheel got into the parts of the ride and ended up stopping it.

The Plane Ride was quickly stopped by the operator and parents got their kids off as quick as possible. Moments later, a firework hit the ride. No kids were harmed.

The Whac-a-Mole, Ball in a Bucket, and Busy Bee Botanical's booths were all hit by fireworks, causing them to burn.

Heart & Seoul Korean BBQ's booth was hit by a firework and collapsed while burning.

Davino's and Barb's Bistros booths were hit with fireworks as well.

The Aftermath

On July 5th, volunteers gathered at the park and helped clean up despite the rain. With everyone working together, the rides that were able to started running that afternoon after tests were done. However, the rides, games, and food booths above are closed for the rest of the carnival.

Everything on the lists were chosen at random.

[patroclusblossom]

where: colony house when: Halloween Night whom: @purgatored Cherry

Adrien stumbles up to what he assumes is the bar for the evening. He hasn't had a drop of liquor yet, having too much fun just being at a party.

He asks for water, then turns to someone else standing here.

"Hey," he greets, smile wide and excited. "I'm Adrien. Who are you?"

[patroclusblossom]

Lucas had just sat down to catch his breath, and now Adam is begging him to be a distraction.

"Okay," he says, quickly thinking so Adam doesn't start a fight. "You wanna dance or play some beer pong or something?"

open to all. colony house party.

Adam was neither high nor drunk enough to process the conversation in his right ear, so he nodded politely, sipping on cheap booze and scooting away inch by inch trying not to be noticed. As. a last resort he turned to the person to his left, adamant not to lose his hard-earned seat at the couch (secured by arriving entirely too early) and pleased. "Please talk about something, anything at fucking all before I knock this dude out --"

[cxrsedmuse]

CLOSED location: dutch alley artists timeline: plotdrop #002 @inaducursehqstarters

Kaya stood in front of an easel in the corner of the art gallery. As one of the artists in the previous showcase, she had an obligation to work a "service shift" as the gallery owner had called it. But basically, it just meant she had to paint live for anyone who might be browsing the gallery at the time. The place was mostly empty, though, so it was just like painting alone in her studio. No eyes, just her and the canvas.

Unfortunately, ever since unlocking her demonic prowess at the masquerade, she hadn't been able to paint like she used to. No, there had been no landscapes of sandy beaches or past friends in flower fields. The canvas in front of her, instead, featured a wolf caught aflame, the fire spreading through the same wildflowers, leaving ruin in its wake.

Just as the door chimed, letting her know that someone had entered the gallery, the lights flickered and then went out completely. She flipped the brush in her hand, holding it handle side out like a weapon. "Hello?" she called, not moving from her position. "Who's there?"

[bairdhq]

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[merry-macdonald]

“Did you hear that?” 

[patroclusblossom]

Lucas laughs. He's not as drunk as Becca is but he's not so far behind.

"Gets harder to keep up every year, doesn't it?"

He feels the sheriff part of his brain suggest he cut her off, but he'd promised himself and Ana that he wouldn't be sheriff tonight.

where: colony house when: halloween party (event thread) who: open starter

was it a good idea for half the town to be crammed into one place for a noisy party? no. but was becca ready for an excuse to drink more than usual without reprimand? fuck yeah. and after another barely mixed cocktail of moonshine and blueberry syrup, she's starting to realize these kids weren't playing around this year. "at this rate, i'm going to be completely useless up until dinner tomorrow. do me a favor and don't ask for anything important, okay?"

[coldbloodedserpant]

“Come on mousy, I know you’re in here. You can only hide for so long.” 

[patroclusblossom]

where: colony house when: Halloween night whom: @rampents Catie

Adrien stumbles out of a bathroom, shaking his hands to finish drying them. He's having way too much fun for what everyone seems to think Oblitus should be.

He's about to head back to the dance floor when he notices someone chilling on the floor, not really paying attention to her surroundings.

Not one to let someone stay alone for too long, Adrien runs then slides on his knees, stopping right in front of her.

"Hey, there, I'm Adrien. Want some company?"

[patroclusblossom]

Adrien looks at her and laughs.

"Close enough, I suppose," he says. "I'm going for that guy in Saltburn? But forest fairy might be sexier."

He snickers and shimmies to shake the wings.

"How about you?"

He looks her up and down, studying her outfit to see if he can put together what she is.

closed event starter @patroclusblossom

adrien seemed like he was having a good time, she's not sure she's ever seen someone so in the element since well- herself at parties back home. at first, she thought it was a little strange how happy he seemed, but now? maybe he has a point. fake it till you make it. he reminded her a lot of some of her friends back home. "i like the wings," she said over the music. "are you a forest fairy?"

[missmary]

Where: Aila’s home, front doorstep When: 13th October 1982 Who: Mary && @ailajohnson​

Checking the Prophet daily was almost an obsession, always praying as she did that she wouldn’t read a name she knew. It was a constant tension and yet after a while of every name being a stranger, she had lulled herself into a false sense of security. So for an article to name not one person she knew, not two people, but three was enough to almost make her heart stop.

The first place she wanted to go was Kenna’s but magic was still something of a tetchy subject with her sister. Mary had never told her that Isaac was a wizard and didn’t plan to even with this news. She definitely couldn’t show up already knowing Rosalind was dead when there was a chance Kenna didn’t know yet. There was some news that moved more quickly in the Muggle world but death wasn’t one of them. Particularly sudden tragedies that the Muggles would have no explanation for. So, Mary didn’t go to Kenna first. She went to Aila.

Except, Aila wasn’t there.

Mary’s heart was beating double time. Her fingers were grey from the crumpled paper that was still in her hand and her eyes darted around the street, back to the door, over her shoulder, through the window. Maybe the paper had downplayed it. Maybe she was hurt. She could be lying half-dead in a ditch somewhere all because of Isaac.

Isaac.

Because of Isaac. Mary couldn’t believe it but looking at the paper again through floods of tears and the letters still hadn’t changed. The paper fluttered away from her fingers as she sank down to sit on the doorstep. Their last conversation was starting to make sense in such a horrible way and yet also not make any sense at all. Isaac had attacked Aila. Isaac had killed Rosalind. Mary’s head was a jumbled mess and she couldn’t breathe and oh god—

[beeavery]

The Aurors gave them the go-ahead to leave the Lestrange box and Brenton left as if it had been an inconvenience to be stuck there instead of a handy alibi. The crowd had descended into chaos and he had missed most of it but he could see the collapsed stand and blood ran cold when he realised it was where he had been sat earlier. With Rabastan. If he got hurt because Brenton had chosen today to prove he was capable of following orders...

He fought against the crowd, away from the exit that most of them were streaming for. A hex flew by, hitting someone a few metres over and Brenton turned automatically to look for the source, breath catching when his eyes fell on her. “Freya.” Then, louder to reach her over the crowd. “Freya!” He pushed passed someone, vaguely aware of them grumbling behind him and reached out for her, looking for signs of injury. “Are you okay?” Of course she wasn’t. Her reaction had been his first thought when he had been given the order but if it hadn’t been Brenton, it would have been someone else.

@freyasavery​

[badtownrp-blog]

[patroclusblossom]

Adrien was chugging down some water when he'd stepped up next to the guy. Adrien's seen a lot of new faces, but even then, this guy looks even newer than himself.

"As far as I know," he replies. "Though, to be honest, I haven't really tried to leave."

He rubs the back of his neck. It's not that he wants to be trapped in town. It's more that even with the flesh eating monsters outside, he doesn't feel the urgent need to get out of town.

location: colony house

This was Gabriel's first full day in this town which happened to fall on Halloween. He had put bits and pieces together of where he was and it was no where close to New York City where he was trying to go. Someone also filled him in that it's impossible to try to leave so he was stuck. The house was having a big party to celebrate the holiday and even though he wasn't in the mood to dance yet, he stood by the side having a drink. ''Was the one who told me when I got here last night right..that there's really no way out of here? Not even a bus?

[nectarhq]

The days after an announcement like Chiron’s about Dexter Holt’s sword were always tense at camp. It’s something that lingers at the back of campers’ minds, eating away at them. As if the clouds that seem to hang above camp more and more frequently weren’t ominous and oppressive enough. However, this isn’t the first time camp has lost one of their own. Yes, these circumstances are seemingly more suspicious than usual, but there’s nothing more to than move on with their lives, right? Not for the Asclepius and Apollo cabins. Their most skilled campers are up to their shoulders stuck within the troubling aftermath. Troubling, yes. Testing blood doesn’t take all that long, but when the results came in, they felt it was needed to test them again. At least before warning Chiron, or the rest of camp. There had to be a mistake there, someone must have swapped the samples. This must be some really bad practical joke. While waiting for the blood results the sword is also tested for finger prints. Also quite a few times. Because these results just don’t make sense. Then finally, 6 days after the sword was found, a decision is made. The results are unwavering, despite the dreadful and illogical scenario they paint. And so, with heavy hearts, they bring their findings to Chiron. The next morning an announcement is made.

—— CAMP ANNOUNCEMENT

“ Good morning camp. I hope you all slept well last night. I am aware times are troubling right now, and I’m afraid I will not be able to lift that heaviness any time soon. In fact, I received some information last night which I find severely disturbing. As you all know the blood on Dexter Holt’s sword was found just five days ago, placed under the gate by an unknown being, has been tested these past few days by our medical team. They also swept the weapon for fingerprints to find out who possibly brought the sword back to camp, since they clearly know more about what has transpired on that doomed quest. However, I’m afraid that what they found will only add to the confusion. The blood belongs to none other than Dexter Holt himself. And if that isn’t unnerving enough, the fingerprints found on the hilt of the blade are only from two people. Two people who we already know. Aria Davis, and Heather McKinney. Now before - Silence please! - Before anyone decides to question any of these individuals for themselves, I’d need to tell you that we can’t allow that. Both Heather and Aria will be questioned by me personally. After this I will arrange a war council meeting which will be mandatory for all cabin counsellors. Lastly, I’d like to once again point out our support group meetings on Wednesdays. This will be all. ”

[nottsoinnocent]

Knelt on the grass without a care for her no-longer pristine dress, Melaina had done her best to patch Rabastan up before his eyes came back into focus but it was too soon and she knew it would still be incredibly painful. Her head ached, like the adrenaline of moments ago had burnt off all the champagne she had drunk and left her with a hangover and a feeling of nausea. “Hey, are you with me?” she said softly, wand moving unsteadily over his chest, assessing the damage to his ribs. “You’re okay. You’re going to be okay, you hear me? I know it hurts, but I’m going to need you to let me know if you can speak.”

@diisgustednoiise​