[log] The Pit [open]

[snowblindmods]

Characters: Anyone participating in the Pit event.
Location: A room.
Date: Day 330
Summary: You wake up in a room.
Warnings: general warnings; potential for morbid/suicidal thoughts; note specific warnings in subject line, please!

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[fuckingwolverine]

[Lilly continues to show absolutely no etiquette by reaching over and trying to color in the building.]

[0thingsonmymind]

*Its cool, he doesn't know what etiquette is anyway.

He lets her do this as long as she lets him keep the trees over it.*

[fuckingwolverine]

[When she's done coloring the building in, she sets her pen down and points to it.]

Home.

[Yes, she's decided that this is definitely a picture of her house in the woods; what are you going to do about it?]

[0thingsonmymind]

*Well it was going to be one of those abandoned buildings he occasionally sleeps in so...yeah, home works.

He nods.*

[fuckingwolverine]

[Awesome. Standing outside the house, she draws two little stick figures, one a bit taller than the other. Between them, she draws a mass of black scribbles, because that's not creepy at all.]

[0thingsonmymind]

*Its not creepy to him, at least! But he's not one to talk.

He points at the taller girl and cants his head.*

[fuckingwolverine]

[Lilly presses a thumb onto the drawn girl, a wistful look flitting across her face.]

Victoria.

[0thingsonmymind]

*Huh, alright. Maybe he'll ask later.

He adds some crossed out circles to the drawing. You can never have enough of those.*

[fuckingwolverine]

[She scowls, trying to smudge one with her finger.]

No.

[She's decided that this is her house, and her house didn't have any of those!]

[0thingsonmymind]

*He just stares at her for a few moments before moving to draw the crossed out circles by his tall faceless figure. They belong THERE at least.*