The Fog Meme

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The Fog Meme



Gosh, it's hard to see.

You are now somewhere in a fog shrouded land, filled with tons and tons of visibility obscuring fog of the worst kind. You can barely see beyond your face. You may have been thrown into a TV at some point, but your memory is a bit hazy about the exact circumstances surrounding you, this fog, and whoever else you might bump into.

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• In case you need a prompt that's something more evocative than just 'gosh it's foggy' then you JUST heard a sound come from right behind you. Is it the person who just tagged you? Is it a Shadow, waiting to kill you? Is it a zombie or is it a wild bear foraging for berries? The possibilities are pretty endless.


• And may the Force be with you.

Taken from a previous entry on bakerstreet

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Starfire ✻ Teen Titans ✻ ota

[tamaranprincess]

[No matter how high she flies, she still can't seem to get above the fog. And she's already tried to go higher than the atmosphere. She didn't get very far, as something very solid interrupted her path... And sent her tumbling back to the ground. With a very loud crash, and a small groan from Starfire.]

Ohh... That certainly did not feel good... [Yet despite the fall from a very great height, she seems mostly unharmed. ...She's not dead, at least.] ...please, why can I not see anything?

Re: Starfire ✻ Teen Titans ✻ ota

[greatevillaugh]

[It was bad enough being stuck going home in this fog when he couldn't see anything through it, even worse when someone smashed into the ground in front of him.

Jack jumped back and yelped, before freezing in shock for a moment, thinking, in that instant, that he'd just witnessed someone die. He breathed a sigh of relief when she spoke. Clearly, she hadn't died. Still, having seen that she lived, he felt that it was only natural for him to be a jerk about it. He sank back into the fog, activating his helipack and floating a few feet into the air, which generated a steady beating sound as the propellers worked to keep Jack afloat.]

[tamaranprincess]

[The yelp startles her, and she echoes with an "eep" as she hurriedly gets back up.] Is someone there?

[And then there's the rhythmic sound of something hitting the air, repeatedly. First getting back up on her feet, she pushes herself off of the ground and flies into the air - not so far as last time, she'd rather not get knocked down again.

...A soft green glow cuts through the fog, as she lets the energy flow through her, forming starbolts in her hands and lighting up her eyes. It doesn't really help her see anything, but at least if someone's there it should make them think twice before hurting her, if they are so inclined.] I am Starfire. Who are you? And why are you making that odd noise? Can you not speak?

[greatevillaugh]

[Well, clearly his attempt to be creepy and intimidating wasn't working, if her reaction was any indication. Instead, she just thought he was mute.]

Of course I can speak. That noise is just the propellers on my helipack. It's how I'm flying. As for who I am...[He drew out the moment for some dramatic tension before identifying himself.] I'm Jack Spicer. Evil boy genius.

[tamaranprincess]

Evil? You are evil? [That is not a happy tone of voice she's using when she repeats this.] Then you are the reason I can no longer see anything?

[greatevillaugh]

Uh, no, it's called fog. Duh.

[He sounds mostly annoyed. Of course, he hasn't tried to fly too far up yet, so he doesn't realize that it's not normal fog.]

I can't see in it, either. Well, I can see the green lights, that's about it.

[tamaranprincess]

The "fog" is created by Earth weather though, yes? This is not normal fog. [Not that she has much experience where Earth fog is concerned, but you know.] It is too thick, and I cannot escape it.

[greatevillaugh]

Yeah. Fog is weather. What do you mean you can't escape it? Pick a direction, go in it long enough, and you'll 'escape' it.

[tamaranprincess]

You have tried this method? It has not yet worked for me. I cannot even fly above it.

[greatevillaugh]

Well, no. I didn't want to fly too high; I was worried I'd crash in all this fog, so I was just going to keep going forward.

Charon Walken | Baccano!

[mode_gears]

[When she crashes into the ground, a stoic faced 13 year old comes running out of the fog.

She made enough noise to find, at least.

Crouching down and just watching her from a couple feet away to see if she's okay.]

[tamaranprincess]

[The fog is too thick for Starfire to see the other at first, but she hears them running, and quickly gets up from the, uh, small hole her landing made in the ground. Oops.] Hello?

[mode_gears]

[She left a crater? What is she?

He just waves his hello.]

[tamaranprincess]

[Once she's close enough to see him clearly, she waves back, watching him curiously.] You do not speak?

[mode_gears]

[There's a bit of a pause, but then...]

...Somewhat.