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towerofanimus2013-03-18 09:41 pm
nonacquiescent) wrote in towerofanimus2013-03-18 09:41 pm
open event catch-all
Characters: Kelsey-characters and you - Mondo Oowada mustlovedogs , Lambdadelta stalemates , [ou] Waver Velvet nonacquiescent and Vergil bloodright
Setting: Various
Format: Starting action, but I can go with the flow
Summary: Lambda eats her stuff out of a candy brick, Vergil and Mondo have bad hair days and Waver freezes
Warnings: Who knows what could happen, honestly.
Spring; Vergil; floor 19 and around
[Monsoons sure do make reading hard and Vergil's clearly just about had it with trying. He shuts the book in his hands with what would have been a crack if it weren't for the pages being entirely waterlogged.
Elsewhere, someone's having a hell of a time keeping his hair out of his eyes. Well, that's what it might look like to most, but for him, it's more about looking too much like his idiot of a twin with the rain making it impossible to keep his hair slicked back. He's clutching a photograph, which has clearly suffered a lot of water damage. If only he could find somewhere to dry it, it could be salvaged.]
Summer; Mondo; dorm floors and forest
[Spring has broken Mondo's perm iron, and the summer heat isn't helping things. So, anyone who spots Mondo...may not quite recognise him. His hair's down, straight, and it falls to his waist. He wears only his pants and tank top, and spends the entire season desperately searching for food and water to hand out. Those closest to him are the top priority, but after taking care of them, there should at least be some berries or meat left over, that he'll gladly hand over to anyone he spots.]
Autumn; Lambdadelta; floor 14
[Lambda's sitting in the media room, a television floating in the air to keep it from being lost in the leaves. Meanwhile she's making use of them as a nice place to sit, they're piled up almost like a throne while she rolls around watching horror movies.
Oh yeah, and there's a multicoloured brick about the size of Lambda herself in her hands, that she's gnawing on. It's the candy she had stored in her trunk, all melted together...along with her other belongings. You might see some pink lingerie sticking out, or a black cat stuffed animal...]
Winter; Waver; dorm floors
[Mostly, Waver stays in his room, or at least close to it. But wherever he is, there are a few constants. He's huddled up, shivering, despite wearing his usual clothing, along with the Christmas sweater he received before, and the deerhide cloak Rider had made for him. But more importantly to him, he's holding his copy of The Iliad tight against his chest in an attempt to keep it from any more damage. The book suffered a lot of damage through spring and summer, and he can't stand to see any more. By now he isn't so much protecting himself from the elements as the book, though he does sit by a small fire.]
Anytime; Anyone; Anywhere
[This one's entirely up to you, if you so choose. You can always hit me up on plurk/aim/pm if you want to plot something.]
mustlovedogs , Lambdadelta stalemates , [ou] Waver Velvet nonacquiescent and Vergil bloodright Setting: Various
Format: Starting action, but I can go with the flow
Summary: Lambda eats her stuff out of a candy brick, Vergil and Mondo have bad hair days and Waver freezes
Warnings: Who knows what could happen, honestly.
Spring; Vergil; floor 19 and around
[Monsoons sure do make reading hard and Vergil's clearly just about had it with trying. He shuts the book in his hands with what would have been a crack if it weren't for the pages being entirely waterlogged.
Elsewhere, someone's having a hell of a time keeping his hair out of his eyes. Well, that's what it might look like to most, but for him, it's more about looking too much like his idiot of a twin with the rain making it impossible to keep his hair slicked back. He's clutching a photograph, which has clearly suffered a lot of water damage. If only he could find somewhere to dry it, it could be salvaged.]
Summer; Mondo; dorm floors and forest
[Spring has broken Mondo's perm iron, and the summer heat isn't helping things. So, anyone who spots Mondo...may not quite recognise him. His hair's down, straight, and it falls to his waist. He wears only his pants and tank top, and spends the entire season desperately searching for food and water to hand out. Those closest to him are the top priority, but after taking care of them, there should at least be some berries or meat left over, that he'll gladly hand over to anyone he spots.]
Autumn; Lambdadelta; floor 14
[Lambda's sitting in the media room, a television floating in the air to keep it from being lost in the leaves. Meanwhile she's making use of them as a nice place to sit, they're piled up almost like a throne while she rolls around watching horror movies.
Oh yeah, and there's a multicoloured brick about the size of Lambda herself in her hands, that she's gnawing on. It's the candy she had stored in her trunk, all melted together...along with her other belongings. You might see some pink lingerie sticking out, or a black cat stuffed animal...]
Winter; Waver; dorm floors
[Mostly, Waver stays in his room, or at least close to it. But wherever he is, there are a few constants. He's huddled up, shivering, despite wearing his usual clothing, along with the Christmas sweater he received before, and the deerhide cloak Rider had made for him. But more importantly to him, he's holding his copy of The Iliad tight against his chest in an attempt to keep it from any more damage. The book suffered a lot of damage through spring and summer, and he can't stand to see any more. By now he isn't so much protecting himself from the elements as the book, though he does sit by a small fire.]
Anytime; Anyone; Anywhere
[This one's entirely up to you, if you so choose. You can always hit me up on plurk/aim/pm if you want to plot something.]
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[He grins weakly and offers the book. Reading might at least take their minds off the cold...?]
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[He laughed under his breath, carefully taking the book and glancing through the damaged pages with the utmost caution.]
...Tell me about him. Your Rider, I mean.
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Sounds pretty interesting--actually, that's probably an understatement.
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It's good to know you managed anyway.
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We ran into Berserker and Archer first...actually, as goddamn terrified as I was half the time, we only ever had real trouble against Caster and Assassin.
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...Wait, did you win?
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[Unlike...what happened to him the other day.]
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ONE MONTH LATER...
Now.
[He has to fidget to keep himself from waving it away. He knows he should tell...himself, they could do something about it together.]
It's, well...do you remember how I told you Ryuunosuke was being a creep to me?
/headpats