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apocalypsehowcomm2022-05-16 08:09 am
- !event,
- !finale,
- !npc,
- bucky barnes (mcu),
- cornelius hickey (the terror),
- cortana (halo),
- edalyn clawthorne (owl house),
- hunter (owl house),
- kate cordello (original),
- katrina (siren),
- manji (blade of the immortal),
- zz_addison montgomery (grey's anatomy),
- zz_ade bennett (the wess'har wars),
- zz_ainsley whitly (prodigal son),
- zz_andrew jaeger (original),
- zz_beauregard lionett (critical role),
- zz_bruno madrigal (encanto),
- zz_callisto (xena: warrior princess),
- zz_donna noble (doctor who),
- zz_garner cinderbrooke (original),
- zz_george milton (of mice and men),
- zz_jeff calhoun (original),
- zz_john carter (er),
- zz_jonathan sims (tma),
- zz_luka kovač (er),
- zz_malcolm bright (prodigal son),
- zz_misty quigley (yellowjackets),
- zz_neal caffrey (white collar),
- zz_nick valentine (fallout),
- zz_orpheus (hadestown),
- zz_rye kalibash (original),
- zz_tim drake (dc comics)
Event - Appalachia: Into the Pines
Footage plays on the television as a new story comes on, showing a series of sweeping vistas, intercut with clips of wolves that have clearly been filmed at some local wildlife sanctuary. "As far as anyone knows it, the last wolf to ever freely roam the Allegheny Mountains was slain in West Virginia in 1897. Daniel Stoffer Hamrick saw to the beast's passing, and the woods in our part of the world have gone quieter ever since. Appalachia does not forget its history, though. It buries it beneath coal and flyash, debts and white powder and pills. And the blood of people taken before their time, by the mines, by the mountain, by things we don't have names for, just hurt. But Appalachia does not forget.
"This is Cindy Parsons with Channel 5, Wolf News." Footage cuts to a newscaster standing outside a gated apartment complex with FYRE's logo emblazoned on it. "As we know, our beloved Wolf Pen is home to one of the biggest FYRE worker housing complexes in Wyoming County. It is a monument to the history of our town, and this week, we'll be on the lookout for visitors from all over the country, coming to see the grand re-opening of the historic Bluestone Mine as a museum."
Footage cuts to a nondescript businessman, identified by the news footage as Carl Watts, CEO of FYRE. He's smiling blandly as he stands at a podium and gestures to the entrance of the mining tunnel behind him. "The Wolf Pen community has been a partner to us for decades now, and we knew it was finally time to give something back to all y’all. We'll have our soft opening on Monday with a full Rumble Down Under party in the old mines scheduled for June 15th. We'll have a live bluegrass concert and anticipate a huge influx of tourists to the area to help out our neighbors itching for a few more pocketbooks to tend to." A wink.
The footage returns to Cindy. "FYRE has stated that this new museum will provide an educational tool and tourist attraction for those wanting to learn about West Virginia, Wolf Pen, and the hard-working men and women who have made this beautiful part of our nation their home. Time will tell. Time is always telling when it comes to the promises of people who have used our land and our bodies to line their pocketbooks. They fill our blood and our lungs with black tar and-"
Cindy cuts out and is replaced by in-studio anchors. "Thank you, Cindy!" a blonde woman says, smile just a little strained. "I think we're all looking forward to seeing the big opening by FYRE on Sunday and that rocking good party next month. It should be a gneiss one! Now to Tim with the weather. Tim?"
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Is it weird that Jeff can just answer that question without even a moment's hesitation? Oh well. To his credit, he does look a little concerned for a moment, as he stares at Malcolm, before speaking up again.
"So... you're basically alone in the apartment, huh. That's gotta be rough."
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"I'm not alone."
Well. Much. Not all the time.
"Neal stays with me sometimes," he clarifies.
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As they step out into the street, he looks right and then left, then choose left for them to walk.
"He's rooming with Winter's friend Yelena here."
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Jeff follows Malcolm, idly taking in the town as they start to walk. It's so obvious he doesn't belong here, that he's a long way from home, wherever or whenever 'home' may be.
"Winter's friend Yelena." Repeating again. Jeff shrugs a shoulder. "Barely know her. How's that going?"
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He looks at Jeff.
"Tim cares about you. You don't think that's nice anymore?"
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Is that a little edge in Jeff's voice?
He returns Malcolm's look, his gaze lingering for a moment, before he shrugs again.
"Nice for who? It's nice for me." He smiles faintly. There's something a little sad in his expression, before he looks away. "And it hurts him. I think he'd be happier if I'd died."
Or, rather, if Jeff had actually stayed dead.
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He looks over as Jeff talks about Tim, his expression softening.
“It wouldn’t make him happier. He loves you.”
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The way Jeff says it, it's almost wistful, as if a part of himself really does wish he'd died.
"I don't think he..." He stops himself, and laughs softly, shaking his head. "I'm not the kind of person you love." He smiles at Malcolm. "I think you just want to believe something nice can grow here."
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It's as simple as that. Jeff flashes a toothy grin, totally playful now. "I'm a monster. You're not. That's the difference."
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