quietplacelogs | 002 ✧ every birthday, every day is a gift.

FEATURING Lorem Laurel and OPEN.

WHAT'S HAPPENING? It's Lorem's birthday and she's celebrating it the way she always does - Giving treats and parcels.

DAY 030, feb 14.

CONTENT WARNINGS None for now.

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.

i; no tricks, just treats (house one residents).

[ where lorem is from the birthday celebrant would attempt to offer gifts to those they're sharing a residence with. in order to show their appreciation for them for all they've been through. normally its practical things like blankets or pillows or the like. more often than not it was food or food product that can be shared with each other.

but with resources scarce in the town, and with lorem not having a lot of ways to cook thanks to the need to make no noise, she decides to do something simpler (and, admittedly, easier) instead for the special occassion.

on the morning of her birthday, she can be found setting some things down on the table that's located in the kitchen. when she sees that someone is in the room, she looks up and smiles at them, friendly and bright, and points to the things she had set up. a few jars that seem to be filled with juice. a plate that has a collection of small doughy balls that seem to have filling in them. a few small cards that say [ONE (1) FREE SCARF] or [ONE (1) HANDKERCHIEF].

if approached, lorem will quickly send a message: ]

Hi! Feel free to take whatever you want from the table. the cards mean i'll be happy to make the item for you, free of charge.

It's my present to you all and I hope you like it.

ii; special delivery! (afternoon).

[ hefting a heavier than usual bag in tow, lorem now goes about her business in the town. she first goes to the houses who have expressed their need for her help in sewing and mending. she then does rounds to see who needs emergency help. she stops by certain houses to see the children, keeping her friendship alive with them by seeing how they're doing.

today happens to be a little bit different thanks to the special day of hers. for whenever she comes across a familiar or friendly face that she knows, she'll attempt to flag them down or approach them before she loses sight of them.

when close enough, lorem will send them a short and sweet message to explain its her birthday and, as tradition, she's to give them a gift due to their close ties. usually her treat to them is a handkerchief or a scarf she made herself. maybe a little glass jar filled with juice or a small (small) baked treat if she's particularly good friends with the person. ]

iii;; wildcard!!!

[ want to do something else? use this prompt or hit me up via my hmd or my plurk, prognostic, if you want to plot specifics! ]

Threaded | Flat

[ Majima had never spoken to Lorem ever in his life, but it was hard not to notice her tooling around town handing things out and chatting with people. So he made a point of stopping to greet her with a silent wave, and then pulling out his phone. ]

That's some bag you're haulin' around. There somethin' going on?

[ When she arrives at the house that Alexandre had set up in, she'll be greeted by Priwen at the porch. The doll peeks out from a window before vanishing, and a second later the house door opens to reveal Alex in a scarf.

He'll motion for her to come in, shutting the door to restore the soundproof quality of the entrance. Does she want to sit down? ]

[ Beth is snuggled in her hidey-hole of a home, which happens to be beneath some poor asshole's porch, when she spots Lorem walking past. She's on the opposite side of the street, which gives Beth a good look at the huge package she has in tow. She's pretty curious. Now, if this were her Earth, Beth would simply follow the girl around like a weird, non-existant shadow to see what was up. Listen in on her gossip. Stuff like that. (It's definitely not creepy when you have literally nothing else to do, ok???)

But since she can actually ask first hand and get a response, Beth's curiosity is doubled. So she wiggles out from under the porch and trots quietly over, waving to get her attention. ]

Dyou need help?

[Merlan's gloved fingers touch a card as she smiles at Lorem in return. She has already enjoyed her own free item, really. But she sits as she gets the message, her eyes wide and bright.]

All of these things are well made, Lorem. What is the occasion for these presents? I haven't had much to celebrate, so this is lovely.