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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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Seems like you'd know all about that kind of thing. [She is, however, testing the door to see if it's locked]
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[He sounds genuinely curious.]
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Why not? You're the Boogeyman. Seems like you'd know about things people usually do under the cover of night. [She lets out a small grunt of effort, which become a small yelp as the door gives way and she stumbles into the shop]
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But I pay attention to the fear, not the theft.
[He follows her in.]
Now what?
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We look for supplies. Warm clothes. Food. That kind of thing...
[She looks back at him]
I guess none of those are really a problem for you, huh?
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[But he's still going to hang around!]
You aren't worried about depriving whoever owns this place?