1. A Blood Offering Wren wakes up from the nightmare gasping, sitting up and looking around the unfamiliar room as confusion sets in. It does look dated to Wren - but not by a whole lot. The same way a dentist's office looks dated, that only has a chance to update its decor every decade or so. Looking like the 80s from the perspective of the late 90s just means 'oh, it's cheap'. Shifting on the bed, they get their legs under them a moment later and are relieved to find they're not unsteady when they stand.
That's when they notice the note.
Reading it over, they of course have to try the handle first, see it locked. Alright. Situation assessed, they rather awkwardly finally give some attention to the other person in the room with them.
"... I'll do it," they say, giving a nod to the note. "Just help me find something sharp enough."
2. Roller-rink Their powers don't work. It's a weird feeling.
Wren's used the time between leaving the room and the skate party to find someplace secret to try just about everything, but they're weaker, they can't fly, and they almost got hit by a car when crossing the street so that means the danger sense is shot too.
No need to hide some secret identity then. They're just a normal teenager. Somehow it doesn't feel like what they really wanted, though.
Also, tying shoelaces with one hand bandaged from getting out of the room earlier is more difficult than it should be. Not that Wren would actually ask for help, just continue to bullheadedly push forward with one bandaged hand at half speed in the booths near the rink, swearing under their breath.
3. Mallrats The walkman came with a cassette for Coal Miner's Daughter: Original Motion Picture Soundtrack in it. Sissy Spacek singing some of the best country western available. At least, not being a country fan in the least, Wren assumes that's the case.
It's not painful to listen to or anything, but it sure as hell isn't Wren's style either. So while they'd been intending to save all of that $100 gift certificate, well… Not dying of boredom and bad music is worth breaking into it a little bit.
So as they stand in La Pointe Music Shop, they ask the occasional other customer that comes by-
"Day at the Races or Night at the Opera? If you could get only one."
Sure they could afford both, but they're trying really hard to not get rid of the only potential money they have available at the moment.
4.Mapping It wasn't like Wren had come from a crisis back home, they didn't need time to rest and recover… but even if they had, honestly? They'd probably be doing this kinda thing anyway.
This kind of thing being, of course, trying to figure out exactly what the limits of their makeshift prison is. There have to be limits. You don't just drop someone in a whole world and say go wild, right? Somewhere, there's going to be a wall of some kind. Like that movie with David Bowie and the puppets, when the heroine was in the ballroom that only seemed infinite until she found the edge of it.
Wren just has to find the edge of this seemingly infinite ballroom.
They're thankfully no stranger to blending in, smiling at any passers by who stop to wonder what some youth with a map and a rapidly marked up composition notebook could be doing as they walk about town. A cheerful offer of 'I'm writing a paper on local history, would you be free to answer a few questions-?' usually shoos people off, but Wren still has a stock of typical 'how long have you lived here, did your family live here?' type questions from when they were in school and actually had to write such papers ready to go on the off chance they do in fact find someone feeling helpful.
Anyone else who's an outsider though absolutely gets a wave and a quietly asked question of if they've noticed anything strange so far…aside from the obvious.
((Happy to match format if you'd prefer action, feel free to hmu at kels#8496 on discord or oncemorewithfeeling for plotting, too!))
Wren Fulton | OC
Wren wakes up from the nightmare gasping, sitting up and looking around the unfamiliar room as confusion sets in. It does look dated to Wren - but not by a whole lot. The same way a dentist's office looks dated, that only has a chance to update its decor every decade or so. Looking like the 80s from the perspective of the late 90s just means 'oh, it's cheap'. Shifting on the bed, they get their legs under them a moment later and are relieved to find they're not unsteady when they stand.
That's when they notice the note.
Reading it over, they of course have to try the handle first, see it locked. Alright. Situation assessed, they rather awkwardly finally give some attention to the other person in the room with them.
"... I'll do it," they say, giving a nod to the note. "Just help me find something sharp enough."
2. Roller-rink
Their powers don't work. It's a weird feeling.
Wren's used the time between leaving the room and the skate party to find someplace secret to try just about everything, but they're weaker, they can't fly, and they almost got hit by a car when crossing the street so that means the danger sense is shot too.
No need to hide some secret identity then. They're just a normal teenager. Somehow it doesn't feel like what they really wanted, though.
Also, tying shoelaces with one hand bandaged from getting out of the room earlier is more difficult than it should be. Not that Wren would actually ask for help, just continue to bullheadedly push forward with one bandaged hand at half speed in the booths near the rink, swearing under their breath.
3. Mallrats
The walkman came with a cassette for Coal Miner's Daughter: Original Motion Picture Soundtrack in it. Sissy Spacek singing some of the best country western available. At least, not being a country fan in the least, Wren assumes that's the case.
It's not painful to listen to or anything, but it sure as hell isn't Wren's style either. So while they'd been intending to save all of that $100 gift certificate, well… Not dying of boredom and bad music is worth breaking into it a little bit.
So as they stand in La Pointe Music Shop, they ask the occasional other customer that comes by-
"Day at the Races or Night at the Opera? If you could get only one."
Sure they could afford both, but they're trying really hard to not get rid of the only potential money they have available at the moment.
4.Mapping
It wasn't like Wren had come from a crisis back home, they didn't need time to rest and recover… but even if they had, honestly? They'd probably be doing this kinda thing anyway.
This kind of thing being, of course, trying to figure out exactly what the limits of their makeshift prison is. There have to be limits. You don't just drop someone in a whole world and say go wild, right? Somewhere, there's going to be a wall of some kind. Like that movie with David Bowie and the puppets, when the heroine was in the ballroom that only seemed infinite until she found the edge of it.
Wren just has to find the edge of this seemingly infinite ballroom.
They're thankfully no stranger to blending in, smiling at any passers by who stop to wonder what some youth with a map and a rapidly marked up composition notebook could be doing as they walk about town. A cheerful offer of 'I'm writing a paper on local history, would you be free to answer a few questions-?' usually shoos people off, but Wren still has a stock of typical 'how long have you lived here, did your family live here?' type questions from when they were in school and actually had to write such papers ready to go on the off chance they do in fact find someone feeling helpful.
Anyone else who's an outsider though absolutely gets a wave and a quietly asked question of if they've noticed anything strange so far…aside from the obvious.
((Happy to match format if you'd prefer action, feel free to hmu at kels#8496 on discord or