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Annual Ice in the Park Event


20 December 2015, 12:31 AM   #1
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Last edited by ‹fuckingpickyournoseidiot›, 14 March 2016
Held when the ice on the lake reaches 20 feet, this three-day festival features local musicians, art vendors, and lots of ice skating.

20 December 2015, 12:39 AM   #2
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Jenny is a little more than wary to join the festivities this year. She sits on a
park bench with a coffee tucked in her left hand while the right one tremors slightly
against her knee. Not from the cold, or even from her fear, but a lingering symptom of
being sucked into THE VOID. It's early in the day, the sun hasn't yet risen and lit
the tiny and forgotten town of Castle Pines. She'd snuck out of the DeWitt house, like
she'd done so often as a child.

She sits there and stares to her right, out into the forests. Waiting for himit to
come back. It always came back. Jenny opens her book and begins to scribble on one of the
pages, sketching out the scene in front of her with painstaking accuracy. But there's
something in the trees - something not in their world, but in hers.
Jenny DeWitt. 24. Owner of J's Diner. Suffering from The Sickness.
Maybe
I've always been more comfortable in chaos.

Stephanie DeWitt PR⨂XY
And the young girl said, "I started to
get a ringing in my ears,"

20 December 2015, 12:51 AM   #3
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A new arrival sets up her booth in the park, rubbing her frozen hands to warm them up. Just ten more minutes, she thought, and she'd get into her beat-up '67 bug and go down to the gas station, get some coffee, and warm up before finishing what she'd started. She wondered where her gloves went, she usually kept them in her trunk but couldn't find them. She'd probably have to knit some new ones. Niamh notices a girl staring off into the distance, sketching wildly. She decides to investigate, walking up to the silent girl cautiously. She'd heard something bad happened in the town a few years ago, perhaps she knew about it. "Hello?" she asked. Although Niamh tried her damndest to stamp out that Irish accent, it still lilted about her syllables.

20 December 2015, 12:58 AM   #4
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Years ago, Jenny wouldn't have noticed the girl speaking to her until the second
or third time her name was called. She'd always been 'perpetually spaced out', like the
Jews down in the trailer park. But now, her head snaps up and she looks at the girl with
wide, frightened eyes. Dodgy, Isolated, Paranoid. 

But, it's only a girl. A pretty girl at that. Even after everything, Jenny can't forget a
face from this town, and she'd never seen this one before. She mouths a quick 'Hi.' and
waves her fingers.
Jenny DeWitt. 24. Owner of J's Diner. Suffering from The Sickness.
Maybe
I've always been more comfortable in chaos.

Stephanie DeWitt PR⨂XY
And the young girl said, "I started to
get a ringing in my ears,"

20 December 2015, 01:08 AM   #5
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Niamh sat down next to the girl, smiling warmly. "I'm Niamh." She said, pronouncing it like "Neeve". "What's your name? I, uh, just moved here." Her stall could wait, the festival didn't start until noon. She noticed the girl's sketchbook, but, due to plot reasons, didn't really mention it.

20 December 2015, 01:15 AM   #6
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Jenny holds up a finger and turns to a new, blank page of the book. Using her
pencil, she lightly scribbles her name, then a message.

Script Fonts

Afterwards she turns and really looks the girl over. She had pretty alabaster skin and red
hair Jenny had only seen once before on a banshee down by the swamps.

Script Fonts
Jenny DeWitt. 24. Owner of J's Diner. Suffering from The Sickness.
Maybe
I've always been more comfortable in chaos.

Stephanie DeWitt PR⨂XY
And the young girl said, "I started to
get a ringing in my ears,"

20 December 2015, 01:21 AM   #7
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"Can ye sign? I had a... a friend who was deaf, and I learned from her." said Niamh, signing what she said to prove her point. The sun broke out from behind the overcast sky, making Niamh almost shine, iridescent in the light. Her hair took on the form of fire, escaping her frizzy braid in the form of flyaways.

20 December 2015, 01:25 AM   #8
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Jenny nods, then signs back. The town is nice and the people are nice enough.
It has it's ... oddities, like any small town.  She points across the way to the small
booth that had seemingly just appeared. That is yours? What is it?

Jenny doesn't have marble skin or hair made of pheonix feathers, but her eyes catch the light and
gunmetal shines through.
Jenny DeWitt. 24. Owner of J's Diner. Suffering from The Sickness.
Maybe
I've always been more comfortable in chaos.

Stephanie DeWitt PR⨂XY
And the young girl said, "I started to
get a ringing in my ears,"

20 December 2015, 01:28 AM   #9
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Niamh took a moment to translate the ASL in her head before replying. "I'm an artist. I do a bit of everything, but during winter festivals I usually just sell my knitting and my bigger, Christmassy pieces." She gestured to a whimsical looking snowman painted on an old door. "These go for around forty or fifty dollars." In Juneau, she could make three grand per day at a craft fair.

20 December 2015, 01:31 AM   #10
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People here might not pay as much. Try saying the door is taken from a haunted
house or something. Everybody here loves the paranormal. Jen glances to forest
subconsciously and closes her book. The sun is drifting over the trees now, slowly making
its way up into view, littering the sky with varying shades of orange. This town used
to be a popular tourist spot for horror fanatics, when I was just a kid. Nobody comes
anymore.
Jenny DeWitt. 24. Owner of J's Diner. Suffering from The Sickness.
Maybe
I've always been more comfortable in chaos.

Stephanie DeWitt PR⨂XY
And the young girl said, "I started to
get a ringing in my ears,"

23 December 2015, 02:48 AM    #11
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Posts: 171
Niamh nodded at the mute girl's advice, then looked to see the sun breaking into a million gorgeous colors. "I love Alaska," she remarked, gazing a t the sky. "The weather's so beautiful. Back in Ireland, it was just cloudy all the time." Then again, she moved to America when she was seven, before she could even really remember anything concrete about her home country. The only thing she had left was her Claddagh ring, given to her by her grandmother. She never took it off.


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