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paradisalogs2014-12-09 10:54 pm
paradisamods) wrote in paradisalogs2014-12-09 10:54 pm
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It's beginning to look
Who: Everyone
What: Waking up in a winter wonderland
When: December 10th
Where: ???
The first sign might be the slight in the air that wasn't there before. The second might be that your bed is too lumpy or the blanket scratchy. Maybe you're by yourself or with someone else. Either way, your eyes open to find a dingy one-room cabin, covered with dust and flurries of snow. It's as if the old residents walked out one day and never came back.
Once you stumble outside, you'll find you're not alone. The cabins and buildings are arranged around snow-covered streets, radiating from a modest central square. The well at the center of town is even frozen over. As if to brighten the place up, garlands, wreathes, and ribbons hang from rafters and doors of the vacant buildings. Even some of the pine trees surrounding the area or scattered around the homes are decked with poinsettia and bows. It's all very peaceful to the point that you might even expect music to drift in on the air.
But there's noting. Just you, and the people you find yourself with. What do you do now?
What: Waking up in a winter wonderland
When: December 10th
Where: ???
The first sign might be the slight in the air that wasn't there before. The second might be that your bed is too lumpy or the blanket scratchy. Maybe you're by yourself or with someone else. Either way, your eyes open to find a dingy one-room cabin, covered with dust and flurries of snow. It's as if the old residents walked out one day and never came back.
Once you stumble outside, you'll find you're not alone. The cabins and buildings are arranged around snow-covered streets, radiating from a modest central square. The well at the center of town is even frozen over. As if to brighten the place up, garlands, wreathes, and ribbons hang from rafters and doors of the vacant buildings. Even some of the pine trees surrounding the area or scattered around the homes are decked with poinsettia and bows. It's all very peaceful to the point that you might even expect music to drift in on the air.
But there's noting. Just you, and the people you find yourself with. What do you do now?
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[The morning air is broken by the sound a heavy wooden thud as a certain wizard forces open the door of his cabin, shoving aside the drift of snow nearly pinning it closed. The image dislodges yet more snow from the roof, which falls directly on Felix's head as he steps outside, eliciting a string of murmured Marathine curses.
He pauses to brush the snow from his heavy coat]
I suppose it was too much too hope we'd be able to pass the winter season in peace...
B -
[It's closer to evening and Felix can be found struggling to hold onto an armful of branches and twigs as he makes his way back to the cabin he woke up in. With the day coming to a close, he knows for certain he has to try to make a fire, or face possibly unpleasant consequences]