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bastionmods ([personal profile] bastionmods) wrote in [community profile] thebastion2014-09-01 12:21 am

[Day 225] [EVENT] A sinking feeling

Who: Anyone and everyone
Open: Open
When: Early morning on Day 225
Where: Everywhere in the Bastion
What: Remember how cores used to be a thing? Yeah, they're still important.
Format: any
Warnings: terrible modpuns

[Early in the morning on Day 225, most people are probably asleep. For the couple of stragglers who may still be awake so late, though, they may notice something strange. At 2:31 am, any lights that are on start to hum, and flicker in and out of dimness.

At 2:32 am, every light in the Bastion (excluding the emergency lights) shuts off entirely.

At 2:33 am, a horrible grinding noise can be heard throughout the Bastion, seemingly coming from everywhere at once. This sound continues on for several minutes, throughout everything else that begins to happen.

At 2:34 am, for anyone outside Nathaniel can be seen running from the Apartments towards the Monument as if his life depended on it.

At 2:35 am, ever so slowly, sections of the Bastion begin to sink.

What do you do?
]
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[personal profile] dragonsorcsandwolves 2014-09-05 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[The less Rob knows about people peeking at his thoughts the better things will go for everyone. Or at least for the possibility of further CR. Incidentally, there's a scene of a green-skinned tusked man ordering people to only take weapons and run, followed by a variety of similar-looking people doing just that, on a continual loop in Rob's mind whenever he's not focused on something else like finding a stick.]

Sure, just gimme a bit.

[When he returns a bit later, it's with what looks like a fencepost that was broken off of its base. He sticks the pointy end into the ground so Anna can use it as a support for the blanket.]
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[personal profile] aprettyred 2014-09-07 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sorry, she can't exactly turn it off - whatever he's thinking gets picked up. The deeper poking is what takes effort. The troubles of being a "dangerous" level Strain.

So she blinks once at that - person with oddly grey skin? Maybe it was a color she can't see - but sticks are much more important.
]

Thank you.

[ She studies him for a moment longer. ]

Do you need a tent?
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[personal profile] dragonsorcsandwolves 2014-09-08 02:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[He shakes his head and smiles slightly.]

No, I'm good. It's all yours.

Actually, it's kinda nice like this. Maybe if I can get rid of this gut and get my torso to tan I'll go shirtless more often. People would probably complain though.