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*Assume that your character has had a little bit of time here, enough to get used to a halfway-underground (mostly) abandoned city.

*anything tagged with a # is an exploradora thread. If you ask, the mods will guide your character on an Adventure! (adventure may involve mortal peril)

*You can assume they were chosen by one of the following emblems, or they've managed to dodge their control:
Zmey: The angriest of snakes. Hates everything and pretty much wants to fight it all. Especially the characters.
Firebird: Over-enthusiastic peacock nerrrrrrd who keeps "losing" her chosen to her quest for knowledge.
Sirin: A skull-faced eagle owl who curses like a sailor, is done with the character's shit, and really wishes they'd just stop bugging her.
Alkonost: A fluffy barn owl who doesn't seem to mind that she's been impaled with an arrow here and there. Caring, but in the way that a loved one really wants you to donate your kidney to uncle albert.
Cikavac: Calm, patient, Cicavac is a shoebill that only cares about how useful someone is to him. But he delivers on what he says and at least he's cordial about it so... there's that?
Gamayun: Like someone took part of the Lutece twins, shoved them into a pair of ravens, and showed them every possible future. So- Jaded, smug, know-it-alls with horrible humor. Or they're just horrible in general.
Simargl: Some sorta dog-eagle hybrid who acts as though he's the only one with common sense. I mean he might be, but he's also really into survivalist shit so…


A) It's a dark and stormy night. Okay, well, it’s dark and cold; but that might be because you're in a burlap sack. A little bit of light filters through despite that, enough to find that someone has helpfully provided a small knife for your escape.

Whoever it is seems to have some sense of decency, if that's any help. If you happened to be dead or grievously wounded wherever you came from, those wounds have healed. Not completely, of course, but enough so that death is no longer imminent. You find that you're in the lobby of a dated apartment building, furnishings sparse and severe-looking. There is very little natural light, save for holes in the ceiling, very high above you. Perhaps you should look around. Maybe there are others in the same situation nearby. Or, at least, people that might be able to help explain some things. #

B) One might happen to notice a plethora of cute little winged bunnies about the apartments. They’re very friendly-looking, and are liable to follow people around in search of cuddles. Or food. Mostly food. Wolpertingers, like their bunny counterparts, tend to multiply fairly quickly. The problem is, with multiplication comes the need for more food, and these bunnies look hungry enough to eat most anything. Possibly even things that bunnies wouldn’t normally be expected to eat. (There is, after all, a suspicious lack of plant-life around. More likely, it’s been devoured already.)

C) If you’ve spent too much time around those friendly little rabbits, you might find yourself coming down with a curious case of allergies. It’ll pass, after turning into something like the flu. In the meantime, the televisions have been acting up, mysterious creaking noises coming from them every once in awhile, strange bursts of music or groaning sounds. If you were ill, then your friends will find your dreams being broadcast across the static-y televisions found in the apartments. It’s almost like bonding, if you squint.

D) Off to the sides of the large room where you arrived, there are various hallways. There is also an elevator, leading up to the apartments. If one is so inclined to explore, down one of the hallways they might actually find some real light. It’s filtered through some glass blocks, sure, but there’s even a hint of plant life. It’s almost comforting. Until you turn around and see the spent bullet casings on the ground, surrounding big misshapen piles of leaves. Have fun, kids. #

B - Sirius Black, Harry Potter

Date: 2017-02-25 11:03 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lechiennoir
lechiennoir: (p: hello there i am a dog)
[Padfoot likes bunnies. Specifically, he likes chasing them, and one Sirius Black has gotten kind of bored of the strange Muggle devices and poking at various things like stoves. So he's turned to the obvious, when he gets bored. There's a fluffy black dog prancing about the hallway, chasing after the bunnies with happy barks whenever he catches sight of them.]

Oswald the Lucky Rabbit - Epic Mickey

Date: 2017-02-25 11:35 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] a_budget_issue
a_budget_issue: (budget issue)
[ Oswald has 420 bunny children, this is a piece of cake for him.

Or rather, it should be. His kids don't have wings though. So this is... new. He's trying to wrangle them away from gnawing on a bunch of wires, and is jumping up and stretching his arms to try and catch them from the air. He's not very successful with this, on account of being only around 2 feet tall to begin with. ]

Ya bunnies need ta get away from there! You'll get hurt!


[ He's waddling down the hallways slowly, trying to discover all that needs to be discovered. ]

Someone got shot in here? Hmmmm... I don't like this. I'd almost rather be in Wasteland...

A - Remus Lupin, Harry Potter

Date: 2017-02-26 12:11 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] signsthatidentify
signsthatidentify: (Default)
[ Okay first off, what the hell.

Second off, what the hell.

Remus quickly manages to get out of the sack, and is trying to figure out all he can about this room. Nobody's killed him yet, so that's a surprise. ]

James Potter | HP

Date: 2017-02-26 08:32 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] elaphus
elaphus: (What this world is about)

[So you may see a deer. Which considering the wolpertingers have basically eaten every other animal as soon as they are in sight may be quite surprising, but still. It seems to be playing happily with them- or more like, kind of teasing them with his horns and making them follow between the constructions and the trees. It seems to be like a very elaborate game of tag. But hey, the deer is totally having having fun.

For like, 5 minutes until a young man who somehow appears right where the deer disappeared to starts running the hell away from those little cuddly monsters because oooh boy they are hungry and angry now.]


[James has been sick before. Not often, he's rather healthy and his family takes very good care of him... but still. He knows how it is to feel rather under the weather. But this? this is very unlike anything he's been through.]

I'm dying. [He whines to no one in particular after a particularly loud bout of coughing. He's resting on a random couch in what appears to be a pretty big living room, covering himself with blankets he found around.]
Edited Date: 2017-02-26 08:32 pm (UTC)

Sebastian Vael | Dragon Age 2|

Date: 2017-02-28 05:41 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] andrastian
andrastian: (Default)

[When Sebastian's managed, sort of, to claw his way out through the sack, he emerges, slightly terrified he's been kidnapped by someone willing to go to the same means to depose him that they went through for his parents, but he's mostly...pissed, and more than slightly, that he's been kidnapped by someone willing to go to those same means. Not Now with Starkhaven in a period of rebuilding after the Inquisition, not NOW, with a changed world before him and much to navigate, and not NOW, with so much he has left undone.

With a mightly tug, and swipe of the knife, the burlap's finally come off and he's glaring around the strange room, looking for some source of lighting when he sees no torches, trying to pat his mused hair into some kind of order, though he's giving up on that, and stumbling to his feet at last, looking very confused indeed.]

What? [The Starkhaven in his voice is stronger than ever, the accent tending to come more in times when he's stressed or worried, or just plain tired.] Sure there's someone who can tell me what's about then, eh?


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