@SuperNova I'm sorry that in all the confusion you were left out. It wasn't originally planned for the villian to be a roleplayed character, but if you would like, you can roleplay as the 'darkness' and manifest it in a person. No need to fill out a character sheet, as the villian is mysterious. Tell me if you would like to rp them.
oh ok :l
You could have Virgo if you wanted?
Awesome! I have to go for a little, but I'll be back soon!//
from up in the control center Aqui snuggled into her big office chair and watch Gemini head for "secret" spot. she started turning some of the lights off keeping her eye on the auditorium section she switched on the speaks to the headphones. " let's see it's Tuesday," Aqui said to herself "which means in T minus six seconds Wicked soundtrack starts 3, 2, 1." and it began. Aqui enjoyed watching the mini private productions Gemini put on that only she got to see, she winced pulling the earphones off her head as Gemini hit a high note, to high for her taste, but that was Broadway.
maybe @Qxeenscryche and @SuperNova could be twins or siblings?
Tar heard the voice over the intercom and grunted under her breath. She went up to the check in and paid the entry fee. She started to walk around the museum. Again. (Are Tar and Aqui friends?)
(I'm kind of extremely confused about how it starts.)
(Same tbh)
(Yea there’s no coherence with the starts? We’re all just supposed to do our own thing?)
(Yea there’s no coherence with the starts? We’re all just supposed to do our own thing?)
(There’s really no connecting scenario. It’s confusing.)
(Yea there’s no coherence with the starts? We’re all just supposed to do our own thing?)
(There’s really no connecting scenario. It’s confusing.)
maybe if the eclipse started everyone could be in the same place?
(honestly I don't know what's happening either)
Lib had just finished her last tour and knew it was almost closing time. She sighed in relief. Although she didn't dislike the tours, they could sometimes be tiring. She went up to the control room to see what Aqui was up to.
(Should we all just meet at a coffee shop for the sake of tiring things togather?)
(Should we all just meet at a coffee shop for the sake of tiring things togather?)
(I think it would be nice to start at one place at first before slowly developing the roleplay)
(Ok, shall I hit it off then?)
(go ahead!)
(Are Tar and Aqui friends?)
(Are Tar and Aqui friends?)
(You can see whether they’re compatible or not because they’re the literal astrological signs)
Aria yawned as she sat up on the roof of the museum, her legs the only thing keeping her on the building as she watched the people exit the building. Why am I the only damn gaurd here? Actually, why am i the only guard in general? She questioned in her mind.
(go ahead!)
(Ok so we are meeting at a coffee shop nearby the museum. That way, anyone at the museum can just.hop, skip, and jump there while the rest of us meet there)
Ricky sighed as she wiped down the table. A group of very loud and rowdy middle aged men had sat here and the table was just as messy as they were. She picked up the tray filled with the dirty dishes she collected and took them to the kitchen. Just as she was about to sit down and relax for a minute, "Ricky, take table 3 please love" her manager, Arnold, said. She sighed and patted down her messy hair before she put on a smile and walked up to a group of teenagers. "Hey, what can I get for you?" She asked
(sorry for the confusion, the eclipse is later tonight.)
Gemini finished her song and dance, breathing heavily. Tomorrow, she'd sing something from Chicago. Perhaps All That Jazz. She'd grown quite fond of it lately. Thursday would feature a classic style musical tune, maybe Somewhere Over the Rainbow. Friday was reserved for relatively new musical soundtracks, like Dear Evan Hansen, Heathers, and Mean Girls. As for Saturday and Sunday, Gemini just her emotions pick the song. On Mondays, she would learn a new song.
Gemini didn't like schedules much, but for musical theatre, she could make an exception.
Looking down at her watch, she frantically rushed out of the auditorium, stuffing her arm's into her coat, and slipping on her winter boots. She was going to be late for the sign's meeting at the coffee shop.
Scorpio was relaxing in the select cafe the signs agreed to meet in. He could be found hunched in a booth with his back on the smooth leather with his big booted feet on the seat. He was reading “To Kill a Mockingbird” for a class he was taking in the nearby college, but he was enjoying it immensely. A small pile of classics were piled up on the table near a plate with a piece of cake, and a small cup of cappuccino.