Prepare for the #LodanRespawn2024 Existing characters may choose to be displace from/have memories of different timelines, thereby allowing returning members the option to retcon their whole character. These changes are the result of the "Unnatural Fog" plot device that is running between now and the Respawn. The plot is simple: no matter where your character is, that place is shrouded in a thick fog that suspends time, but not thoughts or memories, so even if they're repeating the same day over and over again, they continue to remember, so each time feels like a new day. For those retconning OCs; this is where new versions of themselves have the opportunity to replace the old versions. Official lore and tree updates will be announced asap
Post by Elaine Anncroft on Jan 7, 2016 18:57:13 GMT
Elaine picked up her drink when it arrived and took a slow sip of it. "People can get used to almost anything Mister Wern. They can learn to ignore anything they chose to. If we didn't do you think that there would still be poor people begging on the street?" She shifted pulling the drink closer to tap her fingers against it. "Why should anyone fear a loud noise? It's usually the cause of the loud noise that worries everyone." She swirled the bottle for the fun of it and looked at it studying it.
Thank the cogs. Reaching for his own drink, Wern drank more then half of the liquid, wanting the effect of being somewhat gone now rather then later. He didn’t trust the others to be too wasted, but the thing about constantly drinking for the past month— he knew his limit, and had learned to be quite awake in most of his endeavors. He knew when too much was too much. Or at least, he fooled himself in believing that. Nodding at Zona’s comment, he figured that could be an option. But growing used to explosions? That sounded more morbid then reassuring. And it didn’t help when Elle continued her reasoning’s. Shrugging, Wern took another sip.
“Loud noises spell out a strike.” Wern stated, shutting his eyes. Like thunder and lightening. Thunder was a sign. Like a scream. A scream to tell everyone the peril that had occurred. People feared screams, if anything for what followed him. That’s what worried Wern. The loud noises. The rocking. Even far away, it meant that it was close enough to hear. But trying to push that into their heads was useless. They had already fallen into that lull in where ignorance was bliss and so forth. Wern pushed to change the subject. “So, what are your professions?” He groggily asked, eyes lowered.
Post by Zona K. Noakes on Jan 9, 2016 16:35:51 GMT
"Ehhh..." Zona shrugged some taking a sip of her drink at the mans question, "I've done about everythin' but right now I kind of just run errands for people. Deliver this, do that, get this, get paid. Nothin' fancy but if enough to get me though for the most part..." Zona said as she took another sip thinking about how she needed to get back in the game, after all she was out of it for the last few months and you can only eat stale crackers for so long. Pausing a moment she waited for Elaine to respond before asking something to the man across the table, "What about you? What do you do?"
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