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quietplacelogs2018-01-28 11:10 am
clarius) wrote in quietplacelogs2018-01-28 11:10 am
001 ✧ how they move in silence.
FEATURING Lorem Laurel and OPEN. With some closed prompts for Alex (
priwen), Kilgrave (kiljoy), Mitsuha (miyamizu), and Akira (beguiledcard).WHAT'S HAPPENING? Wanting to be of use to the town now that she's had a chance to settle in, Lorem decides to be proactive by meeting people and seeing if they need a hand from her. It goes well as one would expect.
DAY 012.
CONTENT WARNINGS Possible references for character death. Descriptions of someone having a mild panic attack in the third prompt. Kilgrave is here too so.
NOTES Both prose and brackets are welcomed, I'll match whatever the other player's preferred style is. If you’d like your own closed prompt/interaction with Lore, please feel free to hit up my plurk or my HMD.
background.
[ during the hours of the early morning, a message is sent to the network: ]
i; visits (morning).
[ lorem will be spending around an hour or so at each house to mend or fix any clothes or sheets or the like that are in need of repairs. starting at her place - house one (1) - of course. wouldn't be fair if her housemates didn't get first dibs.
how she makes herself known to any residents at the house she's visiting - without making any noise at that - is going to be thepainful fun part of her day. most likely she'll try to find the closest window and wave frantically at it in hopes someone notices that.
she just won't be visiting her fellow arrivals either. lorem can be spotted working with the townspeople who are from this world, helping them out by mending ruined sheets or torn socks and scarves. she seems most at ease with the children who will attempt to engage her in conversation while she's atwork. ]
ii; visits (afternoon).
[ when she completes her rounds and answers any messages that she still needs to answer, lorem decides to use the afternoon for herself. there are some individuals she's been meaning to check on after she's gotten the chance to meet them so this seems like the perfect time to see how they are.
... though this is the part where she realises she has no idea where their houses are. even after she's visited them.
well now.
an embarrassed looking lore can be found around town, wandering near the houses and other public areas. her head is swivelling around as if in search of something (or someone) in particular. perhaps that's why she looks so excited when she catches sight of your character, those big blue eyes of hers lighting up in pleasant surprise as she makes her way to them with a friendly wave. ]
iii;; special prompt (two responders max, please!)
[ at some point, lorem finds verdrel square.
up until now she- she hasn't gotten a chance to really explore the town, to really see what's here in remis. she didn't think a place like verdrel square could exist given the circumstances of the town. with how the rest of the town appears she half-expected the square to be brown and grey, choked full of dead plants and potential.
except here it is. green as spring and cheery as summer. if not for the iron grip she has on her basket of sewing materials, there is a good chance she would have dropped the thing and caused a ruckus.
the sight of area stuns lorem for a good number reasons. not only because it seems so jarring in this sleepy and admittedly foreboding but she's never seen this much green before. not with how her world is a dying one, the introduction of decaydium - creathil, she inexplicably corrects herself - has caused the natural resources of the world to dwindle into almost nothing so the grounds were barren and some bodies of waters were tinted a strange dark purple that wasn't safe for humans or animals to consume. it really makes her realise she isn't home anymore. she no longer on dust tumbles. she's no longer on (her) earth. she isn't even on the lornful light with her friends or crew members that she's gotten to know for the last six years and... and...
one is most likely to find her kneeling by the fountain, tears running down her cheeks while she tries to compose herself while keeping a hand over her mouth to prevent any noises from slipping out of her distressed form. ]
iv; closed prompts
[ there will be top-levels that will be reserved for certain characters as these have been arranged ahead of time! these are going to happen throughout the day. ]
[ during the hours of the early morning, a message is sent to the network: ]
un: liaison.laurel
Hello everyone!
My name is Lorem and I'm one of the assigned knitters for the town.
I thought as a good way to meet you all while helping out in any way I can, I’lll be visiting the houses to see if anyone needs any of their clothes or jumpsuits mended during early until the afternoon. It'll be free of charge so don't worry about needing to pay me back or anything!
If anyone has any clothes or materials they'll like me to fix, please have them ready when I drop by the houses. Any questions can be directed to my inbox and I'll get back to you soon as I can. Thank you!
Hello everyone!
My name is Lorem and I'm one of the assigned knitters for the town.
I thought as a good way to meet you all while helping out in any way I can, I’lll be visiting the houses to see if anyone needs any of their clothes or jumpsuits mended during early until the afternoon. It'll be free of charge so don't worry about needing to pay me back or anything!
If anyone has any clothes or materials they'll like me to fix, please have them ready when I drop by the houses. Any questions can be directed to my inbox and I'll get back to you soon as I can. Thank you!
i; visits (morning).
[ lorem will be spending around an hour or so at each house to mend or fix any clothes or sheets or the like that are in need of repairs. starting at her place - house one (1) - of course. wouldn't be fair if her housemates didn't get first dibs.
how she makes herself known to any residents at the house she's visiting - without making any noise at that - is going to be the
she just won't be visiting her fellow arrivals either. lorem can be spotted working with the townspeople who are from this world, helping them out by mending ruined sheets or torn socks and scarves. she seems most at ease with the children who will attempt to engage her in conversation while she's atwork. ]
ii; visits (afternoon).
[ when she completes her rounds and answers any messages that she still needs to answer, lorem decides to use the afternoon for herself. there are some individuals she's been meaning to check on after she's gotten the chance to meet them so this seems like the perfect time to see how they are.
... though this is the part where she realises she has no idea where their houses are. even after she's visited them.
well now.
an embarrassed looking lore can be found around town, wandering near the houses and other public areas. her head is swivelling around as if in search of something (or someone) in particular. perhaps that's why she looks so excited when she catches sight of your character, those big blue eyes of hers lighting up in pleasant surprise as she makes her way to them with a friendly wave. ]
iii;; special prompt (two responders max, please!)
[ at some point, lorem finds verdrel square.
up until now she- she hasn't gotten a chance to really explore the town, to really see what's here in remis. she didn't think a place like verdrel square could exist given the circumstances of the town. with how the rest of the town appears she half-expected the square to be brown and grey, choked full of dead plants and potential.
except here it is. green as spring and cheery as summer. if not for the iron grip she has on her basket of sewing materials, there is a good chance she would have dropped the thing and caused a ruckus.
the sight of area stuns lorem for a good number reasons. not only because it seems so jarring in this sleepy and admittedly foreboding but she's never seen this much green before. not with how her world is a dying one, the introduction of decaydium - creathil, she inexplicably corrects herself - has caused the natural resources of the world to dwindle into almost nothing so the grounds were barren and some bodies of waters were tinted a strange dark purple that wasn't safe for humans or animals to consume. it really makes her realise she isn't home anymore. she no longer on dust tumbles. she's no longer on (her) earth. she isn't even on the lornful light with her friends or crew members that she's gotten to know for the last six years and... and...
one is most likely to find her kneeling by the fountain, tears running down her cheeks while she tries to compose herself while keeping a hand over her mouth to prevent any noises from slipping out of her distressed form. ]
iv; closed prompts
[ there will be top-levels that will be reserved for certain characters as these have been arranged ahead of time! these are going to happen throughout the day. ]