Snowblind Moderators
16 June 2015 @ 12:31 am
We mourn the loss of those who have died in the time between the last announcement and this one:

Roxas
Clayton Epps
Bard the Bowman
Peggy Carter
Martha Jones
Loki Laufeyson
 
 
Bard the Bowman
[It was only a matter of time before Bard's habit of packing his tablet up with everything else during the day came back to really bite him in the ass, and it looks like today is that day. If he'd had it out, he might have caught the warning to get inside; why, if he'd even remembered to check it last night after that excitement running into a whole two other people, he might have seen Clayton's own post about getting locked out and thought to travel more carefully today.

But no. Bard doesn't have the right set of habits for either of these warnings, so when he got back to the house he'd thought to spend the night in, the door refused to open. So, too, had those windows he could reach, so before long Bard retreated to the first pile of rubble he remembered that had an actual corner to sit in. With a little effort and judicious application of force, he was able to break the boards he'd been carrying into smaller pieces; it wouldn't be enough firewood to get him through the night, but it would last him long enough to put together the day's notes for Stephanie and get his thoughts in order.

Which brings us to now.]


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[So. Here's an old(-ish) guy, lit by the blue light of his tablet screen and a bit of amber light that might be from a small fire off-screen. A couple of you might recognize him, but for the most part he's been keeping to the metaphorical shadows so far. Tonight that's not really an option. The vaguely displeased look on his face--well, it's actually pretty normal for him, but in this particular instance it's appropriate.]

I suppose it's going to be unreasonably cold yet again tonight. Perhaps I will endure it to see the morning come, but if I should pass, there are things I would say. First: I am wearing a hauberk and have with me a knife. Struck together, they make a reliable enough spark for starting fires, and anyone who needs such a thing is welcome to them when I no longer do. If you would prefer to use the knife for other things only, I'm by the northern wall of snow next to a house with many boxes full of rocks, some of which should be small enough to use as part of a flint and steel.

Second: if any of you get out of here and find yourself able, please take a message to my children. They can be found in the city of Dale, south of Erebor, and their names are Bain, Sigrid, and Tilda. I would have them know that I died here, and that I would have returned to them if I could.

[He pauses for a moment, thinking things over, before continuing.]

I suppose that's really all I have to say. If anyone wants to try to keep me company through the night, you'd be more than welcome, but don't feel obligated to sacrifice what rest is to be found here.
 
 
Greed
16 June 2015 @ 07:52 pm
[The voice that starts speaking sounds alert, but every once in a while he makes a slightly pained noise as he speaks.]

Say a guy was groping around in the dark-- wasn't paying attention to what he was doing. Say he cut himself open without meaning to and keeps reopening the cut on his hand.

If a situation like that happened, would anyone have happened to have found medical supplies?
 
 
Sheena Fujibayashi
16 June 2015 @ 08:01 pm
Characters: Sheena & Hawke
Location: F3
Date: Day 004/Day-afternoon
Summary: Sheena finally meets someone in person!
Warnings: None

Strangers in the snow. )
 
 
Demyx
[Forgive him, the piano is not quite in tune but Demyx has been holed up in the same place since the end of Day 003 simply because there is a piano here. Instead of speaking at first, he begins to play a simple sonata, nothing terribly complicated in its composition but unique all the same. It's taken him awhile to figure out which note is which and complicated chords are a bit beyond him, but face it - it's not his instrument and the basics are all people are going to get.]

It's really too bad I can't stay here for awhile longer, but I'm going to need food or supplies soon. All there is in this house is shelter and a piano.

[He sounds a little regretful, but he'll play the piano for a long time unless people complain otherwise. Consider it the gift of background music for the afternoon/evening. Expect a few mistakes here and there, he's just not nearly as skilled on it as he would be on his sitar.]
 
 
alayne stone ( sansa stark )
16 June 2015 @ 09:18 pm
[This place hasn't gotten any easier since she's appeared, only venturing and returning as she has to. She trusts very little, but having only seen a few people, none of whom recognize where she is from, Sansa thinks she needs to try a better angle. There are good people here; she has talked to a few already.

It doesn't mean opening herself up any easier. It is better to be in the shadows, a bastard girl in the background. No one notices her then, and she has used that skill here, too. To watch the device and learn who has appeared in the town. But when the long night comes, and she's scarcely seen a person in a few days, she must seek out distraction and advise.]


Many people seem to be getting locked out. It makes me more hesitant to leave the home I've found. I have not much, but I would not like to lose it either.

Someone has mentioned a camp though.
[Although she wonders what will keep others from taking what is not theirs. Or worse.]

I am unsure where it is forming or how to get there. I am in the north, I believe, but I have traveled very little. I could make preserves if anyone has found any roots or berries, and I can sew.

[She just wants something to do.]
 
 
Namine
There were more announced deaths today. One of the names on the list is someone I recognize. Has anyone talked to or meet a boy named Roxas? [She's been trying to ignore how she feels about this recent discovery, but it's affecting her more than she wants to admit right now. How did she miss him here? How did he die here?]
 
 
I threw myself to the wolves,
Characters: Hijikata, Gintoki and Stiles
Location P3 - convenience store | O3 - building 74
Date: DAY 005 evening | DAY 005 night
Summary: Hijikata runs into his favorite person | And proceeds to subject a poor third party to their bickering
Warnings: None

If you're having a hard time making friends, bring someone else along to make yourself look better! )