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snowblindrpg2016-11-19 10:56 pm
passingmemories) wrote in snowblindrpg2016-11-19 10:56 pm
Entry tags:
[log] future friend or creepy guy [closed]
Characters: Roxas and Undertaker
Location Building 65
Date: Morning of 179
Summary: Roxas heads west, walks into a house, and what even is that guy
Warnings: n/a; will edit as needed
[As soon as the doors unlocked in the place he'd spent the night, Roxas booked it. He was already starting to really hate snow and he'd only been there a little over a day. At least his clothes keep him moderately warm. The first building he sees on his quest is his target.
Not even thinking about knocking, Roxas just walks straight in and looks around. The first thing he notices is the banner. Happy Birthday? This must have been from a while ago. The rocks on the floor are weird, all the boxes are open and empty, and is that... someone humming? That's annoying already.
He sighs softly and looks at the writing on the wall.]
SSE?
[What does SSE mean? As he stands there trying to figure it out, he gets the vague sense that maybe he's not alone...]
Location Building 65
Date: Morning of 179
Summary: Roxas heads west, walks into a house, and what even is that guy
Warnings: n/a; will edit as needed
[As soon as the doors unlocked in the place he'd spent the night, Roxas booked it. He was already starting to really hate snow and he'd only been there a little over a day. At least his clothes keep him moderately warm. The first building he sees on his quest is his target.
Not even thinking about knocking, Roxas just walks straight in and looks around. The first thing he notices is the banner. Happy Birthday? This must have been from a while ago. The rocks on the floor are weird, all the boxes are open and empty, and is that... someone humming? That's annoying already.
He sighs softly and looks at the writing on the wall.]
SSE?
[What does SSE mean? As he stands there trying to figure it out, he gets the vague sense that maybe he's not alone...]