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Snowblind Moderators ([personal profile] snowblindmods) wrote in [community profile] snowblindrpg2016-01-02 05:36 pm

[network] @ADMIN; Obituary [Day 072]

We mourn the loss of those who have died in the time between the last announcement and this one:

Cecil Palmer
Sephiroth
Cissnei
Rise Kujikawa
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Not here

[personal profile] swatsflies 2016-01-03 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Zell sees this before the evening.

This frickin sucks.]
heroproceeding: (SO DONE WITH SNOWHELL.)

not here; morning of Day 73

[personal profile] heroproceeding 2016-01-03 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's exhausted. Didn't sleep at all the night before. He should sleep though. Needs to.

He sees his tablet light up. Warily, he picks up his tablet.

Looks.

Puts it back down and curls back into himself. Five more minutes.
]
deus_ex_phs: (Down)

not here, sometime in the night of Day 72/early morning 73

[personal profile] deus_ex_phs 2016-01-03 12:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[...oh.

Kunsel feels numb as he stares down at the announcement on his screen. Cissnei and Sephiroth... Both of them...

Both of them, and Jim.

Swallowing, Kunsel turns his tablet off. He can't process all of this, not the mixed feelings at the news of Sephiroth's death, not the dull ache at Cissnei's. Not the raw loss of losing Jim. Not right now. Maybe in the morning.

He rolls over, curling a little into Zack's side. He suspects that Zack might still be awake, but he's sure his friend won't begrudge him the reassurance that he, at least, is still alive.]
warriorscribe: (Gazing into eternity)

voice @Enoch

[personal profile] warriorscribe 2016-01-08 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
[He hadn't talked to any of them more than once to his knowledge. He'd had two conversations with Sephiroth, in fact, but with only the first letter of his name as his username, he had no way of knowing.

But that didn't matter. None of it did. He was just a day out of being dead to the world, cut off from everything except the phantoms of the illness and his own mind, impossible to tell one from the other. Everything was a little more raw, everything cut a little deeper. His voice isn't as hoarse as it was the day before, but there's still something a little...clipped about his sentences, like he's perpetually distracted.]

I'm sorry...if you knew any of them, I'm sorry. Let's hope they'll return...

[He might have said "pray", if he thought that would make any difference. It couldn't, and he's sure it won't.]
Edited (whoops, forgot subject line) 2016-01-08 00:17 (UTC)
rubikscomplex: (cane | looking down)

Not here

[personal profile] rubikscomplex 2016-01-09 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Haurchefant will be the only one around to see House chuck his tablet at the wall in Building 49. He'll be silent for the rest of the evening save one-word responses as he meticulously disassembles the sewing machine in the house.

He doesn't care that Cissnei's gone. He'll keep telling himself that and not thinking about her hand on his scarf when they'd met.]