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paradisalogs2012-07-14 12:23 am
molotov) wrote in paradisalogs2012-07-14 12:23 am
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Who: Molotov and... other... people...
What: REVENGE OF THE WISH
When: Saturday, mid-morning
Where: Lobby and then the clinic lmao
Rating: uhhhhh PG?
Everything had been normal that morning. Molotov got up, had a cup of coffee, and gotten dressed. Exactly as every other day.
And, exactly as she did every other day, she left her room to go out to her reserve and feed the bears. They didn't stop eating just because it was the weekend.
She made it to the center of the lobby before it hit. Flashing light, blinding her before the explosions started. Molotov looked around frantically, out of habit, trying to find where the... grenades? bombs? cannons? were coming from. The sounds kept coming, and she couldn't see anything.
The pain set in, swift and harsh and blazingly unrelenting. Molotov grabbed at her head -- it was coming from inside, a foreign sensation. Her body didn't cause her pain, it took it, and yet here she was, unable to open her eyes against the agony and the deafening noise.
She fell to the ground and screamed.
[ OOC: Open for reaction, in prose or actionspam. Cross will be showing up to take her to the clinic ♥ ]
What: REVENGE OF THE WISH
When: Saturday, mid-morning
Where: Lobby and then the clinic lmao
Rating: uhhhhh PG?
Everything had been normal that morning. Molotov got up, had a cup of coffee, and gotten dressed. Exactly as every other day.
And, exactly as she did every other day, she left her room to go out to her reserve and feed the bears. They didn't stop eating just because it was the weekend.
She made it to the center of the lobby before it hit. Flashing light, blinding her before the explosions started. Molotov looked around frantically, out of habit, trying to find where the... grenades? bombs? cannons? were coming from. The sounds kept coming, and she couldn't see anything.
The pain set in, swift and harsh and blazingly unrelenting. Molotov grabbed at her head -- it was coming from inside, a foreign sensation. Her body didn't cause her pain, it took it, and yet here she was, unable to open her eyes against the agony and the deafening noise.
She fell to the ground and screamed.
[ OOC: Open for reaction, in prose or actionspam. Cross will be showing up to take her to the clinic ♥ ]
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