Five knitted... bio-hazard suits?

[grimmdark]

Action, around Mayfield. Open to anybody.

[Well, dammit Mayfield.

Rose really didn't have much in the way of a plan about what to do for Thanksgiving, but her options are sorely diminished now aren't they? All that is left to do is wander around the wreckage and try to find familiar faces. She trusts her mother and John's father will take care of themselves; up to the point they had to fight Noir they were holding up pretty well on their own, not to mention it would look pretty bad if she tries to take care of them anyway. What she wants to do is find her friends...and her supposed girlfriend too. Specially her. The lack of phone lines is really irritating, and the added disappearance of her wands isn't making things any easier.

So if she could run into somebody, anybody, she would feel a thousand times better. Not that it shows how bad she feels, nope.]

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[grimmdark]

You are free to pick a name that will minimize the misunderstandings then. I think it does suit you, and I don't use with nothing but complete sincerity.

Right now is a rather accurate way to describe what might very well happen moments later.

...suddenly I can feel like you have placed an irremediable jinx on us.

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[grimmdark]

[Of course, he was supposed to be alive. It wasn't as if the town would give her that small benefit anyway.

Sighing, Rose makes no effort to conceal herself, but at the same time makes little in the way of making herself more visible. Maybe he will just walk by...]

[grimmdark]

[There is a Seer in your arms. It's a very happy, very worried Seer. Or at least for the first five seconds until she can regain some composure.]

Yes, I am well so far. And you? Apparently the damage reached only the structures and drones, which is particularly strange. But appreciated nonetheless.

[nolongeralpha.livejournal.com]

Personally, I like Dave, surprise surprise, I mean, if you're on the phone - which is not even a possibility any more - or with both of us, go ahead and use Davesprite to "minimize the misunderstandings" but come on.

Oh come on, what do you think this is, a movie? Chances are we were fucked no matter what I said.

[grimmdark]

Not so surprising. I'll try not to give myself a migraine and work things out with you two sharing names, alright.

I have no way to prove Mayfield doesn't follow a pattern of picking disasters out of bad movies, and neither do you. But yes, I suppose our fate was already casted anyway.

[pokeay.livejournal.com]

[ Being next door neighbors, Dia recognizes her face from seeing her time to time - he doesn't know her personally, but there's nothing like a disaster to bring people together. ]

Um... you live on Miller Street too, right - ? Are you doing alright?

[chastesaw]

*Wow, okay, this is a hug. No, this is an embrace - a relieved, affectionate embrace, and Kanaya's not sure how to feel about that. Other than happy.* Yes, I too appreciate not being reduced to ash.

Logically then, I have to assume this is some trick of the town and not an oddly discriminating weapon of mass destruction.

[timetables.livejournal.com]

[ dave seems more or less as nonchalant as ever, just walking around trying to see what's going on. there's a certain sense of fatalism to him as he seems fairly resigned to... well... whatever happens. but at the sight of rose, he perks up slightly. not really noticeably to must, but who knows it's something. ]

Yo. Guess you're still in one piece.

[nolongeralpha.livejournal.com]

Damn, giving you a headache was pretty much the only reason I was making such a big deal out of it; you've foiled my plans once again, Lalonde.

Well, I guess if Halloween was any indication you're could be right. We should bet on what kind thing is gonna kill us. I'd say zombies but we kinda did that one recently.

[grimmdark]

[Gosh, happy is good enough. She breaks it soon enough anyway, looking a bit flustered before settling down.]

It could very well be both. It goes unsaid we should stay sharp at all times. And stay together, too. Strength in groups never goes unwanted. Have you seen any of the other trolls?

[grimmdark]

[Oh hey, it's you. The guy...that guy.]

Indeed I do. Or did. I'm as fine as I can be. What about you? I'm Rose by the way.

[grimmdark]

[That's so very Dave of you, Dave.]

The same goes for you. Which doesn't mean it will stay that way, but for now it's good enough. Found anything of interest so far?

[grimmdark]

Cue evil laugh, I assume. [But all he gets is an amused scoff.]

Falling for zombies again would be too much a cliché, you are right. But just about any kind of crazed killers might do the job, and it would fit the current scenario. I can't say I am willing to bet on it though. Better to just succumb to an apparent nuclear radiation.

[timetables.livejournal.com]

We got the bomb dropped on us or something and there are bands of crazy road warrior rejects roaming around trying to kill and use us as hats. Nope nothing interesting whatsoever, pretty boring to be honest.

[grimmdark]

Just another day on post apocalyptic suburbia. It doesn't surprise me you have seen this all already.

At any rate, do me a favor and don't get turned into fashionable headwear, would you?

[timetables.livejournal.com]

Who hasn't gone through the end of the world once or twice? By now we're pretty much seasoned vets.

I was looking forward to becoming a classy bowler but okay. For your sake I'll put my cranial decoration aspirations on hold. For now.

[grimmdark]

When you put it that way...but we lack the option to jump into another universe presently, so I think we are not entirely prepared.

Good, one less thing to worry about. We can later discuss whether you would make a better fashion accessory once it doesn't involve removing your scalp for the sake of visual exemplification.

Have you run into your Beta timeline self yet?

[chastesaw]

Yes, I agree. Safety in numbers is a time-honored maxim for a reason.

I've seen Aradia, but the two of us became separated.

[timetables.livejournal.com]

Oh right can't just abandon this one. Damn. Guess we gotta actually try and see how things pan out here then.

Wait what does that mean is there another me running around. Other than Davesprite anyway or is that who you're talking about.

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[byakkoyagirl]

[He is going to live forever until he dies. Which doesn't even matter because he is already dead.

Unfortunately, any survivors stick out like sore thumbs in this wasteland, and Scratch will catch sight of her in the periphery of his vision. He won't turn to her, still more interested in the debris than her, but will call out.]

Fairing well, Seer?

[grimmdark]

It's decided then. The more the merrier- and safer.

We should try to find her again. Unless she knows where to stay. Or who to stay with.

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[grimmdark]

[Well there goes no being seen.]

I've seen better days, how about you?

[grimmdark]

We should. This will prove to be useful were we forced to take part in another world ending.

[Like the one they were trying to cause back...not home, but yeah, something like it..]

No, that was Davesprite. The name doesn't have a ring to it, does it? I suppose I shall go back to think of ways to tell you two apart.

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[byakkoyagirl]

[He shrugs his shoulders a little, but more out of apathy than annoyance.]

I've seen worse days. [Perks of working with a time demon.] Searching for your friends I take it.

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[grimmdark]

And whoever that might be still breathing.

[She's a good person after all.]

Also looking for whatever might be convenient to bring along. Is not going that well so fat on that account though.