into each life some rain must fall.

[luft]

caught in the rain
it started out quietly, and then, quite suddenly, you're caught in a storm. time to find cover. nothing much to do but to wait it out.

scenarios listed below for those who want 'em.

i. WHERE;
001 PLAYGROUND - well, you can try to hide under the slide or maybe in the jungle gym... at least you're some place fun?
002 PARK - always happens, caught outside trying to take advantage of the weather... and it ends up pulling a fast one on you.
003 STORE FRONT - better hope they have an awning you can take advantage of.
004 THE BEACH - not exactly the best place to be during a rainstorm, however it is possible to get caught in a sudden storm.
005 WILD CARD - anyway you want it.

ii. HOW;
001 TREE - not the best cover, but it'll have to do, stay close to the roots and you won't get too wet.
002 UMBRELLA - most conventional... kinda boring. But it works.
003 NEWSPAPER - not permanent, but it'll have to do. good luck.
004 BAG - well... y'gotta do what you gotta do.
005 NONE - you know what. you're a rebel. you don't need cover. screw convention.
006 WILD CARD - that's the way you need it.

iii. WHY;
001 REJECTED - welp. rejection sucks. and no one will see you crying in the rain.
002 WAITING - for the bus? for someone else? for some revelation? what are you waiting for.
003 MELANCHOLY - sometimes the best place to feel a bit down is out in the rain.
004 HAPPINESS - is everything going your way? are you singing a refrain while walking down the lane? just singin. singin' in the rain.
005 ANGER - WELL YOU KNOW WHAT. SCREW YOU TOO RAIN.
006 WILD CARD - anyway you want it.

>> POST with your character
>> TAG others, use rng if you need to, or just make up your own scenario if you want!
>> HAVE FUN.

Comments

Sherlock || Sherlock BBC [brokenverse AU] || all options

[desecrated]

Just winging it!

[elfiehopkins]

(Elfie had never wanted to leave the small village that she came from on account of her dad but honestly moving to London was one of the best things she ever did. She loves it here, there's just so much more going on and many more people to investigate. She starting with her neighbor, a bat shit crazy woman with about a million cats. Elfie's sure the woman doesn't have a stable mind. Another reason she's happy to be here? Sherlock Holmes, one of her inspirations though she's never actually met him herself.

Anyway she's out on her usual stroll when it starts to pour. It doesn't deter her though she just keeps walking, tape recorder in hand which she's speaking into.)

Yet another miserable day in London, surprise, surprise. Nothing out of the ordinary yet though... (And then she walks into someone) Hey man, watch it!

[desecrated]

[The man is ducked into a green parka that is too short for him and his clothes might look a bit like they've been splashed with mud. He's hurrying to a spot he can stay dry for now. He can speak if he wants, he just prefers not to. Dark curls are flattened against a thin face - and he ducks his head under the hood that's provided little shelter. He's blinking a bit against the rain in his face, signing an apology to the woman he's nearly knocked over and ducking a bit away from her. Reporter, his brain supplies.

It... he barely remembers who he is, it would be bad if they recognized him and he couldn't give an answer.]

[elfiehopkins]

[When her brain is working overtime usually she would just walk on, not paying too much attention especially when that person was someone who just walked into her but…there was something that made her stop this time. His face is in shadow, his head covered in a hood. At least he has shelter she’s pretty much just out in her usual beanie though she does have a jacket on. He doesn’t say anything to her, just gestures and she raises an eyebrow at that. Strange. Hmm, maybe she’s onto something here…]

Not much of a talker?

[desecrated]

[A shake of the head.]

{Sorry I ran into you. Excuse me,} [he signs, ducking his head. He can hear and see just fine, speaking is just not part of what he does anymore. He used to talk, and his vocal chords are more (or less) physically intact. He just has no desire to speak, as such an effort fills him with terror. So he's adapted back into signing. The unfortunate thing is most people don't understand what he is trying to say. So if the signals look a bit shaky it is only a sign of a need to be understood.

He tries. He tries to tell them he's fine walking on his own. London is one of the few things he can remember without his head hurting. ]