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Winter Wonderland Meme

❄ it's quiet

and the snow's beautiful tonight → a winter open meme

‧ post with whatever character you want
‧ responders roll for weather + scenario and get to threading
‧ ???
‧ profit

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 ‧:❉:‧

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( oh, great, pneumonia season )

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nocturnae ]

[ summary ]

Not a great deal of snow in Hell, as I'm sure you can imagine.

[Except for one soul's torment of falling through the cracks of a frozen lake that Lucifer can recall, but it had only carpeted the ground then, to disguise where the lake met the shore to ensure that he'd never make it out of the icy water alive. It didn't fall in such large drifts, not the same way it does now and Lucifer hangs back, his hands fisted in his pockets and his chin tucked behind the scarf he'd reluctantly agreed to wear.] Can't really say I'm much of a fan.

... Can we go back inside now?

Edited 2018-04-10 22:49 (UTC)