Rainy Day Meme

[dontneednopants]

Rainy day meme


You've cross-indexed every weather report and they all call for rain.
Use the RNG to randomize, or pick a prompt yourself.



Stay Dry:
1. Umbrella-ella-ella: A rainbow of colors, from black to red and leopard spots and clear.
2. Raincoat: You've got your raincoat buttoned up--but what about your friend?
3. Staying Inside: You're not going anywhere. Hot tea/cocoa/coffee/bloodwine/whatever, a blanket, and maybe a good book or someone to chat with. You can watch the rain from here.
4. Under an awning/outside: No umbrella, no coat, but maybe these shopkeepers won't mind you standing here until it eases off.
5. Tree: Probably not the best idea, but it's not a thunderstorm, so you might be dry, if it's a big enough tree.


Getting wet:
6. Puddle splashing: Put on your galoshes and have some fun! Or maybe the puddles are just too big to avoid...
7. Let's Play! are you one of those strange people who think the best time to go out and run, bike, or play sports is in the rain? Garden? Fly kites? (Please try not to imitate Ben Franklin.)
8. Work or Duty: You're not out here for fun--you HAVE to be out here. Too bad the weather's so awful
9. Unprepared: The trees are all drippy, the wind gets under any awnings you can find, and finding a dry place to stand for a few minutes is nigh impossible.
10. Umbrell-eh? You thought you were all prepared for the wet weather. And then your umbrella broke, your raincoat sprung a leak, and the gutters are overflowing.


Extreme:
11. Thunderbolts and Lightning! Very very frightening? Or maybe you're reveling in it? Telling scary stories to make it worse or soothing frayed nerves with a lullaby?
12. Blow Blow Thou Wind: It gets into everything! Blowing you off course, small dogs away from owners, and whatever else it can get at. Or maybe you're smart enough to watch the blasts from inside.
13. Water's Rising: Is it just me, or are the creeks getting a little high? Or maybe it's just your waterlogged yard or gutters.
14. Freezing rain: oh well now THIS is fun. Leaves everything in a coating of ice. Slick, brings down powerlines--but you can sled on it (if you don't value your skull much).


15. Wild Card Is it raining frogs? Cats and dogs? Storm of the year? Just a drizzly mist? Rain that lasts for about 5 seconds and then it's sunny again? Whatever floats your boat, so to speak.

Comments

[rideofthefearlings]

[ Pitch gestures impatiently at Merida, quick, dismissive. His bearing has changed and become more alert, almost military. ]

There was fear but it's gone now. Something else has...

[ There's something spooking the horses now, causing them to shy. ]

Something ate it.

[myownhand]

[She notices the change in demeanor. It's much like her father's. She won't be telling him how much that alone puts her more on edge.]

...Ate?

What eats fear?

[rideofthefearlings]

Something that has no heart, Princess.

[ The lowland starts to move and it's not solid marsh but bog, and something huge and roaring begins pulling itself from the muck. ]

[myownhand]

[Her stomach churns, and Angus begins to back away from the mass--]

What's goin' on? What is that?

[They should run-- at least she should. There's no way she's prepared for anything like this.]

[rideofthefearlings]

Coluinn gun Cheann.

[ Pitch's nightmare stallion reared, but the Boogeyman didn't let it back away, extending his hand to form the long black scythe into existence. from the nightmare sand. ]

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OOC: Coliunn Gun Cheann (The Headless Trunk) - A huge hulking monster with no head who haunted the Macdonald lands near Morar House. Travellers would often be found mutilated by the creature. The creature was banished after defeat by a clan member.

[myownhand]

[Her hands tighten on the reigns, she turns her head back the way they came. Towards the castle, her home.]

I need t'warn th'others. We need t'prepare!

[Though she's not sure if her father would be prepared for anything like this.]

[rideofthefearlings]

Go then.

[ From around them, dozens of hound-like Fearlings separated themselves from the gloom and lunged at the monster. ]

I dislike intruders to my realm.

[myownhand]

[She turns Angus around, who gladly obliges, and is about to kick him off to start riding back the way she came-- when she spares Pitch one more look. She opens her mouth, about to say something-- Will you be okay? What about you? Are you alright on your own?-- when she immediately shuts it again.

No, she can't get more tangled. It's best to just leave now. Pretend this never happened.]

Hee--YAH!

[And off she goes. But when she gets home, she doesn't tell her parents what happened-- she smooths over that part. Just that she knows they lost a few out in the bogs.

She keeps her eyes and ears open the rest of the night, waiting to hear from either beast she met that day. Waiting to see their silhouettes creep into the horizon, lurk out of the shadows.

It's late into the night before she can trust that that won't happen. And she sleeps more fitfully than she can ever remember having done before.]