Open World Post: Aviario, CT

[dr_feistus]

At first glance, Aviario could be any normal small New England city - it's got its fair share of well-preserved historical buildings, a lovely park, a reasonably happy community, and a decent amount of "townies" who've been around forever and know everyone and everything there is to know about living there.

At second glance, there are strange things that were probably a trick of the mind - a flash of light, an animal looking at you as though it were watching you, someone who just lit their cigarette without a lighter.

At third glance, you start looking closer, and find out at least one thing: magic is real. Depending on how closely you look ... you might find out more than you wanted to know about who uses it, and why, and how.

Just pass through, crash with someone you happen to have met before for a weekend, poke your nose where it doesn't belong ... it's all up to you, the city is an open book. Just ... don't go near that old house on the hill. The owner's really tired of having to turn away everyone who goes up there just to ask about the "ancient curse".

Comments

[black_ice_trickster]

Isn't 'cat' and 'fuckhead' the same thing? Because honestly, the only one I ever knew pissed right beside the fucking box, threw up in the sink, and thought gnawing on my face was an Olympic sport. Get a dog. Or a hamster. Better yet, no animals at all.

The man spins around and takes a step back into his apartment, then looks over his shoulder.

Um. I'll find him and kick him out.

And with that, he's gone, the door hanging open. Follow, and his writer will describe things! If not, eventually the guy will reappear. Maybe.

[knightofthedead]

Eleven days outta ten, yah. He moved in, though, I never had any fuckin' say in it. [he wanders over, stuffing his hands in his pockets, because he is by nature a nosy little shit] I can usually get him back through clever use of bribery or threats.