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[absurdities]

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

fff, this will be hiliariously epic.

[totheking]

The sudden downpour didn't really bother the Rohirrim; they were well used to the rapid changes of weather that beleaguered the vast plains of their homeland. Nor was the èored deterred from its target--the mounted patrol bore down on the lone stranger with unerring precision.

As it seemed to be just a single individual, the bulk of the patrol reined in some yards away, ever alert for ambush, but three horsemen rode forward, the middle rider atop a magnificent dappled grey stallion. Frowning darkly beneath his helm, Éomer halted Firefoot and spoke in a stern voice.

"Who are you? Speak quickly, I like not to dally in such a storm."

[redsparrow]

[ Being soaked to the bone is not fun, Aoba, but he will refrain from saying anything and instead give him a quick disapproving look. It disappeared and was replaced with a smile. He's here now, and not as wet thankfully, and that's all that mattered to him.
But they would still be stuck here until the rain stopped. ]

Only a few minutes, maybe five tops. [ And that resulted in his current and wet state. ]

[voulezvouscoucheravecmoi]

[He waves his hand at Enjolras's suspicion.]

No, no.

[He sighs, wondering even how to begin this conversation. It isn't until now that he realizes exactly how unprepared he came for this.]

...who I am...doesn't really matter much. I just wanted to speak about this Revolution of yours. I know your mind is made up about it...

[He sighs, running a hand back over his hair.]

...I am just as upset about what is happening to this nation as you are. I just hate that it has to come to all of this - I just got out of a revolution. Two, really...

[nicevoice]

[He can't help laughing okay. He wanted to see Koujaku and the playground was the only good place he could think of. They had a lot to talk about and going somewhere nostalgic just seemed like the best choice. Aoba pushes off on the swing, letting himself rock back and forth gently.]

Ah, good. I was afraid Haga-san wouldn't stop talking. He didn't mind keeping Ren company while I came out here. [He was sure right now would start a small awlward silence, instead Koujaku wanted to bust out of the gate talking about alot of the things that had been going on.

They already agreed to be lovers, it was a matter of where Aoba was currently living. Did they want to change the situation?]

[monologues]

Oh?

[ It's nice, certainly, though given his taste for puzzle games... their priorities seem to be in different places. ]

Any certain kind of story?

[ingame]

I like stories where parties come together and bond. That covers a lot of RPGs, I guess.

[aintyourdad]

Ready when you are. [She was the boss, as far as Joel was concerned - long as she held the purse strings, anyway. He was just the hired muscle. He double-checked his gear - handgun fully loaded, crowbar taped up with blades at the end to make a nasty melee weapon, a spare med kit, protein bar and ammo in his backpack.

Never leave the QZ without your backpack.]

Let's get movin' - cover as much ground as we can before we can't see our hands in front of our faces.

[suicidemission]

[ Raleigh would be right. There's no way Chuck's going to medical - he's spent too much time in there already, he's tired of the walls, the nurses, the doctors. He's sick of being poked and prodded and stuck and examined and checked on.

Now he's got Raleigh herding him inside the Shatterdome, his arm around Chuck (what's happening is this real life) as he kidnaps him back to Raleigh's room.

Alright then. ]

Christ. Since when did you get this pushy?

[ It's not a no, though. So -- Raleigh can take that how he pleases. ]

[monologues]

[ 'You could do more of that yourself, if you didn't hide in playground tunnels playing games.' ]

[ A thought he doesn't voice, though it does make him wonder a little... ah, but he doesn't want to create an awkward silence, now. ]

The unlikely band of heroes, is it?

[redsparrow]

[ It wouldn't be right to complain too much, so Koujaku will let it slide and focus on more positive thoughts. All is forgiven because Koujaku finds himself chuckling now. ] He talks a lot, huh?

That's good. We wouldn't want Ren to get hurt after all. [ And Beni wouldn't be too happy with that either.

Messing around with his bangs, or at least fixing them so his tattoo remained hidden and the other side was pushed back a little so his hair wouldn't get in his eyes, Koujaku took in a deep breath and let it out. ]

She's going catch us one day. You do know that, right?

[ex_schemist981]

[ What a strange man. That's Hanbei's first thought - though upon looking over at Raiden, he wonders if he's human at all. He looks robotic enough to not be. He squints through the water, covering his brow to try and get a better look. He'd just been walking, "enjoying" the weather on his stroll in the park. He hadn't exactly accounted for rain - and neither did this stranger, apparently.

He wandered over, trying to make conversation. ]

Caught in the rain, too?

[ingame]

Yes...! RPGs tend to rely heavily on the same patterns of storylines and plot twists, but I'm still quite fond of many of the character types.

[monologues]

Ah, let's see if I can think of some... the optimistic hero, the academic mage, the snarky thief. That sort of thing?

[swanofdolamroth]

[The young queen should not be out in the rain, since she is rather delicate and is at risk to catch cold. But she sees how hardy her new people are and she wishes to be like them, so she is helping the servants of Meduseld quickly take down the linens from the line to take inside before they are soaked.

Most make it into baskets and are shielded by cloaks as the woman hurry up the stone steps and Lothíriel lags behind, carrying a weight she is unused to. Carefully, she navigates her way up the steps, a harsh wind blowing back her hood. Letting out a huff of annoyance, she glances up to she how far she has left to go, and spots her husband coming out the doors.]

[ingame]

That's right. And things like accidentally helping the villain for most of the game, or being betrayed by a beloved party member...

They're predictable, but good writers use them as a backdrop for interesting character development, even with generic archetypes.

[nicevoice]

[Aoba nods, good heaven almighty can Haga-san go on and on about sales and production and how the shop needs to be clean and blah blah blah. It's a bother sometimes, but he remembers all of the kind things that Haga-san has doen for him and he guesses he should just feel relieved or something.]

Definitely better to be on the safe side. [Beni and Aoba are pretty good friends, they sunbathe together. Aoba wouldn't want Ren to be damaged and to not be able to be with his friend anymore okay.

His face lights up a bright pink almost immediately.]

I think she kind of figured it out already. I do spend most of my time at your place, and when you're with me we always end up sneaking upstairs. Granny is old, but I know she is really observant. [She asks about Koujaku all the time when he isn't there. "When is coming over" , "Where is Koujaku".]

What do you suggest?

hey, why not, let me just add things to your au.

[shornhaired]

[ his assumption was correct, though in this instance she was not immediately returning to asgard. her visit had been to celebrate the engagement of jane foster and thor; hence her lack of attention paid to the rain. everything was continuing to proceed as it should - honorably, thor would wish to marry her. lady jane foster would be the next queen of asgard, and sif would be honorbound to serve her, just as she was honorbound to give her life for asgard and thor if need be. knowing this was all a fact did not make it any easier.

the absence of rain was what finally caught her attention, her eyes moving from the ground before her up to the sky. she recognized that particular spell, though it was certainly not where she expected it to be. she always forgot that loki had taken up residence on earth for his exile.

once she spots him, she moves over towards him, the spell moving with her until it covers them both. ]

Loki. [ her voice is somewhat hesitant. ] I did not expect to find you here.

[ a beat ]

Something troubles you?

[monologues]

I guess it makes sense to keep some stereotypes, since it's what people have become comfortable with. Just as long as everything isn't copy-pasted from stories before it.

[ A pause. ]

I know I asked something similar before, but if you could make a game any way you wanted, what would it be like?

[totheking]

The weather on the plains of Rohan was ever unpredictable, and subject to change with no warning. Thus the folk of Edoras were well inured to its sometimes violent whimsies and had made an art form out of securing anything and everything prone to its wrath. However, the still-new King of Rohan was loathe to leave his stables to another's tending and had barked orders as soon as the skies darkened, snatching up his own cloak and heading out into the increasing rainfall.

Only to see his Queen struggling on the stairs to Meduseld, attempting to haul a basket of...what was that, laundry? up with her. The wind gusted just then, snapping the flags from their poles and had Éomer not lunged out and snatched the basket, both it and Rohan's queen might have suffered a rather nasty fall down the carved rock face.

Frowning, he deposited both Queen and her basket beneath the overhang and in the care of Gamling, ever close on his monarch's heels. "Take her inside, Gamling," was the curt order. The captain opened his mouth, no doubt to object, but quickly thought better of it, ducking his head with a mutter of, "Sire," then to Lothíriel, "My lady," and gestured her towards the large double doors with only a backward glance at his King, already barely visible in the lashing rain as he headed down to the stables.

No problem!

[hermitofkamui]

"Not too odd." He smiled, and finally opened his eyes to stare up at the gray sky. What was odd, however, was the presence of these two strangers late at night in a snow storm. It would make perfect sense for the queen to be wary. Fortunately, the unusual man seemed more interested in enjoying the weather than anything underhanded.

"Huuu..." He sighed, and turned his gaze from the clouds above to the woman nearby. "Isn't it too cold for you?"

[ingame]

... Maybe a visual novel, so that you could get to know all of the characters.

[monologues]

I guess that makes sense, given what you just told me. Something lighthearted, or...?

I COULDN'T HELP MYSELF

[captainawesome1701]

What. the. fuck.

He had seen more primitive societies that still rode horseback, and hell, horse riding was still pretty popular on Earth - Bones had actually taught him how to ride while they were at the Academy - but he had never seen a guy in armor like that riding before.

"Captain James T. Kirk. Who the hell are you?"

[redsparrow]

[ He nods. Being an older model doesn't help either seeing his parts can't be easy to find all the time. And Koujaku's aware of how much Aoba cares about Ren, it's why he makes sure that the Allmate is okay whenever they're at his place.

There may or may not be a few times were he got jealous because of how close they are, but when he remembers that Aoba is now his lover, it does disappear. ]

W-Wait, what? [ Shit, okay, he didn't see that coming.

But if she knew and nothing bad has happened then it must be okay then. Rubbing the back of his neck, Koujaku closes his eyes. ]

So much for being careful... [ Maybe he should have held back a few times when he was over there and didn't get so touchy-feely with Aoba, but it was hard to avoid. ] I'm not sure.

[ingame]

Who knows.