The Raconteur
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Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 19, 2019 21:21:30 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 19, 2019 21:21:30 GMT -8
As Olive tripped a particular man, that man bumped into a big, burly, and hairy man. That hairy man picked up the tripping man by the throat and threw him across the room. When the man landed, he destroyed a table, causing the occupants thereof to become angry.
In short, Olive inadvertently began a bar fight. In response to the bar fight, the staff simply retreated into the kitchen.
As a new layer of riotous behavior added itself to the mix, Olive called out as loudly as she could... ...And nobody responded. She could definitely hear her own voice, so that probably wasn't the issue.
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Olive Atwood
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Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 19, 2019 21:53:32 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 19, 2019 21:53:32 GMT -8
"damn it's probably too loud in here" Olive didn't mean to cause such a scene to happen but it is what it is. She jumps down and peers under the table Reginald was in. "what does your friend look like do you know?" If he could tell her it might be easier to find his friend that way. She looked around wondering if anyone stood out amongst the crowd of customers. She remembered that Reginalds friend was a barmaid. She decided to head to the kitchen where the rest of the staff are hiding in hopes of finding her.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 21, 2019 9:45:31 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 21, 2019 9:45:31 GMT -8
It took a few tries, but eventually, Olive figures out the timing of the chaotic barfight for the split second necessary to get both her and Reginald to the kitchen.
Inside the kitchen, was a bunch of people tightly stuffed in an area with barely enough space to accommodate them. A few staff members had their heads intermingling with the overhanging pans near the oven, no doubt hoping not to be startled for the sake of their head-health.
The delicate spacing becomes destroyed the moment the two of you enter. Cooks stumble into each other yelling "Hey!" and "It wasn't me!" respectively.
Other than that, nobody responds to your presence.
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 21, 2019 10:27:26 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 21, 2019 10:27:26 GMT -8
Olive looks around to see if she can spot any of the barmaids. "Hello?" Olive calls out through the ruckus. This kitchen seems nicely polished and neat. This reminds Olive of her home's kitchen in a way.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 21, 2019 13:13:16 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 21, 2019 13:13:16 GMT -8
Olive notices a woman that was washing the dishes near the back of the room, the woman looked backward when Olive spoke. "Sorry miss, you're not allowed back here!" She yelled so that she could be heard from the other side of the room.
Reginald locked eyes with her. "Gloria! It's you!"
A nearby cook looked at where Gloria was looking. "Gloria, you're yelling at nothing." Gloria's expression changed to that of absolute horror. "Malan, we have some ghosts in the kitchen."
The rest of the staff grabbed whatever they had nearby to arm themselves.
"Begone ghosts! We won't let you have Gloria you hear?!"
The staff looked around for signs of spectral activity, but had no idea of where to look.
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 21, 2019 13:16:24 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 21, 2019 13:16:24 GMT -8
Olive quickly sneaks past the guards and to Gloria. "Hello there. My name is Olive and I know this is sudden but can you please come with us?" Olive extends a hand in invitation. "We will explain everything later, first I think it would be best to get out of this noisy place." Olive smiles warmly at the woman. Maybe this woman hasn't realized that all of this was an illusion yet and thus everyone around could still see her, but none the less they still needed her to come with them.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 21, 2019 13:27:43 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 21, 2019 13:27:43 GMT -8
Gloria watched Olive dodge deftly through the staff who had no idea where to look.
Gloria only heard "Hello there" before completely freaking out. She immediately started screaming and swinging a cast-iron pan at her wildly.
In response, the other staff threw things in Olive's general direction, some things dangerous like knives, some things comical like bread.
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 21, 2019 13:38:34 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 21, 2019 13:38:34 GMT -8
Olive looks over at Reginald her face reads "a little help?" as she dodges and hits away the pans and pots with her sword. "Please do not be alarmed. You need to remember." Olive says to the woman.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 21, 2019 13:51:10 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 21, 2019 13:51:10 GMT -8
Reginald, who hadn't followed Olive, tried to do the same thing she did and was promptly hit several times with various painful things.
Eventually, he made it to Olive, which only redoubled Gloria's screaming.
Gloria closed her eyes.
Time stopped again, like it did before.
Gloria opened her eyes and time continued simultaneously.
Gloria suddenly started sobbing. "I remember who you are! I killed you both when you attacked by village! I'm sorry! It had to be done!"
The other staff members stopped throwing things and just stood there looking at each other instead.
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 22, 2019 13:11:40 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 22, 2019 13:11:40 GMT -8
"hey hey, it's okay. What do you mean you killed both of us?" Olive asks confused trying to comfort the woman....Olive was pretty sure that she was still alive. Reginald sure has some odd friends. What the woman said did alarm her. Olive patted her body making sure there weren't any wounds. She's pretty sure that she's alive, ghosts and spirits were things of fable. Fables that Olive didn't have time to believe in.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 22, 2019 14:20:10 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 22, 2019 14:20:10 GMT -8
Gloria's frenzied swinging stopped. "How can you not remember?!" Her eyes filled with understanding. "That must be it! You're here to take me away to regain your memories! Well, I won't let you! I've gotten passed that memory, and you'll just have to too!"
Olive knew this was all obviously false, and that she'd have to do something other than placate her to get through Gloria's hysteria.
Reginald simply looked at Olive with an expression that meant "I'm out of my depth here".
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 22, 2019 21:03:44 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 22, 2019 21:03:44 GMT -8
Olive looks around and grabs a piece of cloth tying it around Gloria's mouth before trying to pick her up and exit the bar. She knows that maybe this isn't the best way to handle a person but Gloria will tire herself out eventually. "look you're still not seeing the truth. You didn't kill any of us and you're coming with us one way or another okay. Don't make it harder than it has to be"
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 23, 2019 19:11:35 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 23, 2019 19:11:35 GMT -8
Everyone, including Reginald, stares at Gloria in disbelief as she's dragged away kicking and screaming.
Only Reginald and Gloria actually saw Olive (or Reginald for that matter)... the cooks just saw her floating away.
Out in the bar, the fighting was dying down, and its official time of death was the moment they saw Gloria.
Everybody just stared.
As Olive exits the tavern, Gloria redoubles her attempts to wriggle free, and also starts crying. It's about that point when Reginald shakes off his shock. "Um, Olive, what are we doing? Why are you carrying my comrade against her will?"
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 23, 2019 21:36:50 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 23, 2019 21:36:50 GMT -8
"look, we'll explain it to her okay. I just don't have time for her to try and fight us. The more time we spend arguing the more time we lose trying to find Mrs. Fletcher. Get your friend to calm down okay. I'm not exactly the best at handling people." Olive says as soon as they're out of the bar. She goes to a quiet part of the town and sets Gloria down. "I'm going to remove the cloth over your mouth but you have to promise me you're not going to scream or yell. I'm sorry that I had to drag you out like that. If you scream I won't hesitate to knock you out. Do you understand?"
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 24, 2019 1:23:19 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 24, 2019 1:23:19 GMT -8
Reginald looked at Olive. "I'm not good with people either. I'm just a hired hand, what am I supposed to do?"
After getting to a sufficiently quiet spot, Olive gave Gloria a choice.
Gloria, in turn, just continued to freak out and sob loudly.
Gloria did not seem to be in the mood to do anything but continue to scream.
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 24, 2019 12:59:25 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 24, 2019 12:59:25 GMT -8
Olive sighs "Gloria you need to settle down and remember. You didn't kill either of us okay" Olive gently strokes Gloria's hair trying to soothe her. "You can keep screaming all you like but it isn't going to make a difference. You're stuck with us and honestly, all I want to do is find that lady and get out of here"
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 24, 2019 19:52:05 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 24, 2019 19:52:05 GMT -8
Gloria continued to be unhelpful, so Reginald thought hard.
After a moment of ponderance, Reginald spoke. "I dunno, what did you do to break the illusion Olive?"
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 25, 2019 12:37:52 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 25, 2019 12:37:52 GMT -8
"I just found a quiet place and sat down. I started having images of my actual life flash in my thoughts for a second. I'm not sure what broke it, I just remembered pieces of my actual life and slowly everything became clear" Olive told Reginald. "But I chose to try and remember."
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 26, 2019 0:04:40 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 26, 2019 0:04:40 GMT -8
Reginald looked down at the mess of a person at his feet. "I dunno, try pinching yourself." Gloria looked up at him with the most confused expression that she could muster. Reginald shrugged. "Look, if nothing happens, I'll admit to dying by your hand or something."
Slowly, Gloria aligned herself in a way where pinching herself was possible.
And then she did it.
She was immediately wracked with pain.
The world desaturated and time stopped as it did before, except this time, it never started again, though it was going normally closer to the village center. If one were to look toward the outside of town, they would see an infinite white void about a couple hundred yards outside of the town's boundary.
After a moment, Gloria settled down and looked incredibly embarrassed, so Reginald removed her gag. "Reginald... let's never speak of this again." Reginald chuckled. "Agreed."
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 26, 2019 21:48:31 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 26, 2019 21:48:31 GMT -8
"let's try this again. Hi, my name is Olive. I'm sorry that we had to do a little kidnapping" Olive stretches a hand in greeting. "what do you know about this fletcher woman and why are you here?"
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