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Lup ([personal profile] hellawrath) wrote in [community profile] lifeaftr2018-01-14 01:56 pm

I get a little warm in my heart [mingle log]

Who: anyone looking for some wintery fun!
What: admiring mysterious icy artwork, warming up by campfires, making a fool of yourself while ice skating, snowball fights?? it's a snow party!
When: Jan 14 and on
Where: Enso, in and around the temple ruins
Warnings: snow-based violence


When you've had to deal with a literal apocalypse every single year for a hundred years, a little battle for the sun isn't really gonna grind your gears that much. Sure, the elf twins are still nobly doing their part every day. Lup is keeping several small campfires going inside the temple ruins, as well as periodically blasting two large stone slabs in the main chamber with a Fireball - those babies radiate heat for hours afterwards. And Taako is graciously handing out truly delicious soup from a huge bowl to anyone who asks nicely. Island Walmart is still a thing too, the large scrawled sign declaring this month's name to be The Hot Spot. Looks like it was Lup's turn on the naming.

But they're also just kinda bored of the whole thing? Like, everyone's so focused on preparing, on gathering and planning and training. There's a place for that, and Lup is pretty psyched for the actual fighting, but this pall of doom and purpose that's fallen over the islands as heavily as the snow? Neither of them is here for that.

So anyone who makes their way up to the temple will not only find the usual warm respite from the freezing temperatures, but also - a ten foot tall ice sculpture of a majestic as fuck unicorn rearing on its hind legs. And a smaller one of a figure with long ears hiding its face in the crook of its elbow, arms pointing upwards do we have a single modern day character who knows what dabbing is. Off to the side in a clearing, there's a twenty foot circle of clear ice that's just begging to be skated on. Just don't admire the artwork for too long, or you're gonna get noscoped with a snowball by a pair of horrible winter goblins.
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[personal profile] bitch4bitch 2018-02-02 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
That gets a short burst of laughter, genuinely pleased rather than mean-spirited. "Good to hear. Means you should be able to make it through this shit, huh?"
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[personal profile] walkietalkie 2018-02-14 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's not so bad, so far," she says, dropping casually to her knees to start dragging handfuls of snow together into a pile. "No bandits, no walkers, no YaoCorp..." Sure, they have a big impending battle of some kind to protect the actual literal sun, but it's hard for Clem to picture that being any worse than some of the shit Yao flung them into. Like that stupid maze, when Warren caved her skull in in front of Wade and Jesse. That wasn't so great.

It's worth noting that the pile of snow she's gathered is currently being transformed into a pyramid of snowballs. 'Ammo', one might say.
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[personal profile] bitch4bitch 2018-02-25 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, uh. None of those things." She'll take Clem's word for it, whatever a walker is. She's guessing it's not the things old people use to get around, though she hasn't seen any of those, so if it was she'd still be right about them not being here. "And no... man, I dunno. Taxes."

Oh she absolutely sees what's going on over there. Erika raises her eyebrows and, also totally casually, crouches down to scoop together some snow and start packing it in her hands.