rules_the_north: (thinking hard)
rules_the_north ([personal profile] rules_the_north) wrote2011-09-17 02:52 pm

*55; 18:00-text / 2:00- voice/action

18:00

There's a memorial yard in Dissimulo, behind the church. Like a graveyard for those who left. Will help put up memorial stones.

Soup kichen's next to it, you'll find me there.


The peguins are called "Prinnies". Explode when thrown, sometimes just so. Be careful.


Head count. Who lives in Dissimulo, and where? Keeping track of it for emergencies.
Sweden, Finland, Norway, Ran Mori, white haired child


2:00

[And then, about eight hours later, there is another post. This time it is voice and definitely accidential, because all you can hear is someone screaming. And this time, it is not Finland, at least not at first. You might never heard this before, and chances are that you will never hear it again. It is Sweden.

You don't wake up with you not!brother's shit eating grin split in two next to you and stay perfectly calm.

The feed cuts off when the communicator is knocked to the ground as hell breaks loose in the Nordic bed.]

[voice]

[identity profile] calamity-kid.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
I made one. I always make one when I travel.

It's little...but it's comfortable.

[voice]

[identity profile] calamity-kid.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
...oh! Thank you.

[Ah, a bit of kindness. Kid sounds genuinely surprised, and just as appreciative.]

I won't eat much, though. And I'll go hunting to contribute.
fierybluebird: Marco in black at his father's funeral (Edna Million in a drop dead suit)

[text]

[personal profile] fierybluebird 2011-09-18 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Right.

It's not real. Just to mess with us.

[identity profile] mysterycross.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
{Norway is the same, except his eyes are now closed. He doesn't want to look at that blood either.}

[identity profile] waytoopatient.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
...Um, nowhere special. I-I think it's just one of the abandoned houses my friends turned into a safehouse... [Before she even got here. But...that's not important--]

Are you sure you're okay?
bauhinia: (Default)

[personal profile] bauhinia 2011-09-19 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah? So...

What happened? [ He'd like to think there are rules in this place, but he already knows that if there are any, they're probably just there to be broken. ]

[Audio]

[identity profile] musicboxsoldier.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[....] Are you alright?

[personal profile] redcinemareel 2011-09-19 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
More unintelligent life?

voice

[identity profile] asideglance.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
Please do not worry over something like that, I was awake quite early. What happened?
survived: (Default)

[personal profile] survived 2011-09-19 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
It's a fake. It has to be.

[Apparently very adamant about this, as it's all he's said thus far.]

[identity profile] mysterycross.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
{Nor nods slightly in agreement. He wouldn't die that easily. He's too stupid to know how.

This place was just trying to break him, and he wouldn't let it.}

[Audio]

[identity profile] musicboxsoldier.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Alright.

[...] I'm going to search around Dissimulo to see if any familiar bodies have appeared.

voice

[identity profile] asideglance.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Den--...? ...What happened with him?

[voice]

[identity profile] calamity-kid.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
...oh, no, was...was I not supposed to start fixing it up already?

[Busy man, ain't he? Kid hadn't even slept there one night before he'd already started gatherin' up new wood to patch the place up. The next morning, he'd straightened out some of the old nails and put some new boards in place.]

Heh, sorry, I didn't know anyone had designs on the place...

[identity profile] waytoopatient.livejournal.com 2011-09-20 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
...

[She's waiting for more of an explanation, but when she doesn't get one, she prods.]

Someone...bad? [Why else would there be screaming...]

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