winter wonderland;

[gameofsocks]

❄ it's quiet
and the snow's beautiful tonight

snowfall;

stage i; none, streets are already blanketed in white.
stage ii; very light and intermittent.
stage iii; light - moderate. lasts longer periods.
stage iv; continuous, heavy snowfall.
stage v; the hardest of cores - blizzards, snowstorms, you name it.

scenarios;

① fuck the police, this is the best time for a walk. hope you've got a nice thick coat on.
② stranded in the buttcrack of nowheresville? weren't you watching the time? now you've gone and missed that last bus out of there. or maybe you're lost, somehow. what do?
③ literally chilling, in this weather, is quite easy to do. sitting around relaxing in it is a wee more difficult, but sometimes much more enjoyable, especially if shelter can be found. the snow is beautiful to watch, after all.
④ the weather's not going to stop you. your snow fort's packed full of ammo and ready to go. those aren't snow angels over there; they mark where the poor souls you've downed have fallen. be careful with that snowman's head!!
⑤ you're about fifty miles from civilization but there's a roof over your head, so never mind the chilly draught, right? right. you mightn't be the only one lucky enough to stumble upon this little shelter, though. remember to share the blanket.
⑥ everyone stuck outside should be jelly. you've got a fireplace and hot cocoa and damn if it isn't awesome. a heater's not quite so romantic, but it'd do. there'd better be a backup generator in case the power trips.
⑦ mix and match, or make up your own.

- from krystaliske@memebells

Comments

[alphaophiuchi]

He had a feeling that she had some sort of plot in mind here, but he couldn't figure it out for the life of him. He merely kept pitching snowballs off in the direction of hers, frowning to himself before he wondered if something hadn't happened. He was just mildly concerned, wondering if that was a ploy to get him out away from his little fort. Feign injury, get his concerns up, then use that against him. It was too wily, truly.

Of course, his questions were answered quickly enough - she did have a plan, but it was entirely different from what he'd expected. The cold kiss got a sharp sound of surprise, a jolted yelp as he bristled, barely daring to twist around lest he hit her with his head. He ought to have moved, though, because then that snow was going straight down his coat, and he screeched like a small girl.