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WHAT in person
WHERE around
WHEN Day 70

[It didn't even seem that cold yesterday? But today for some reason Quiet Mounds is blanketed in a fresh, beautiful sheet of snow. Did it even actually SNOW last night..? there isn't a cloud... whatever.

It's a couple of feet deep. If you didn't prepare for the winter by buying/stealing some warm clothes before hand well, good news, the mall has everything you might need on sale.

But trudge out into the snow and you might find that you're forgotten minor details, like where you were before Quiet Mounds, about people or places that once seemed very important, maybe even your own name, or maybe it's the friend you made last week and their name. How odd!



Anyway it would be terrible to freeze death out in the cold and with no idea of who you are or why you're here, so there is also a shelter set up in the park, a large tent with outdoor space heaters and fresh hot chocolate, yay!]


[WEEKISH-LONG MEM LOSS EVENT feel free to lose as much or as little memory as you like over the next few posts. There will be a way to regain lost memories in an OOC week or so]

Comments

[kimaris]

[ He sure is standing in front of a store, touching the giant scar on his face gingerly. ]

What happened to my face...?!

[ Face. Hair. He feels something weird in his body too, but he hasn't found that yet. ]

[arealeyeopener]

You forgot?

[leaveshishaton]

[here is a short bundled up guy pausing to be like

that seems weird]

Uh... you okay, buddy?

[hailstormed]

[ He's not affected by the cold, but-- he does pause in his walking, staring down at his shoes, then around himself. ]

... where...?

[arealeyeopener]

Where?

[wrongstory]

Gale?

[tytosmima]

[ This guy's looking pretty cold in his sleeveless halter top and skirt, but he's under the tent with his wings all fluffed up around him and a mug of cocoa. ]

Well, this is nice of them.

[giving100percent]

[everything is super normal and fine, guys]

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[everything fine!!]

Shit, it's so cold.

[arealeyeopener]

[someone has to be functional. so all Leo has forgotten is...]

When did I get a monkey?

[holding a white monkey in his hands. it looks very annoyed about the whole ordeal]

[leaveshishaton]

[i would also like to know this]

Why the hell do you have a monkey?

[clocked_out]

Where did you get a monkey??

[whiskeysour]

[She's wearing a leather jacket and a scarf, so at least she seems dressed for the weather. She's also wearing a pair of sweet sunglass because, well, someone gave them to her and they're more useful than a broken wine bottle. She seems a bit lost, but apparently that's going around right now.

Anyway she's probably waving you (yes, you) down.]

Hey. You. Where's the nearest bar?

[#priorities]

[cannonbeauty]

I haven't been there myself, but I know there's one in town.

[ Hang on let her google. qoogle. whatever search engine works on their smart phones. ]

[appliedscience]

[just can't even help himself]

My place.

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

[he is possibly not even recognizable. Also that request is a bit endearing from the get-go.]

That would be the mall. Much nicer than it sounds.

[nihilmancy]

[Decidedly unshorn of memories, at the moment, wandering aimlessly through town. She doesn't seem to like the weather, as she's bundled up.]

There's one in the mall. The coffee shop sells alcohol too.

[selfidentitytheft]

[searching through the streets and calling like for a lost pet, except:]

Mom? Mommmmmm? Mom, c'mon mom, come here!

[defendless]

Ah... I don't remember how I got here, how odd... Wasn't it summer?

[well, at least he's dressed for the weather.]

[selfidentitytheft]

Shit dude, I'm lost, but I'm not that lost.

Or fuck, I mean, I think it was winter? Is this fall.

[clocked_out]

Jesus, look at this shit. Like old man winter turned the landscape into his personal avant garde bukkake art bonanza.

[He kind of gingerly toes at the snow with a foot. He is in a t-shirt, and has his arms around himself for the illusion of warmth. ]

[2beautiful2live]

[hey dave what up, orga doesn't look like he takes well to snow from the amount of bundling up he has done

pauses, thinking

then determines:]

I wouldn't even know how to google what you just said.

[leaveshishaton]

[SMALL COLD REDHEAD GRUMPILY MOONWALKS THRU SNOW

not like the dance move but like, he is so light, that he can only move in big steps and he barely breaks the surface of the snow.

he is wearing a scarf wrapped around half of his face and seems cranky which is only at hilarious odds with his dumb walking situation]

Where the hell did all of this snow come from? Wasn't it summer like two weeks ago?

[cw_suicide]

[and then he steps right on top of this guy who is like half-buried in snow and not wearing any warm layers aside from his usual because how does unlock a mysterious phone to figure out wtf is even going on.]

[2beautiful2live]

[Orga is wearing a very bulky coat and scarf and rather tattered fingerless mittens and offers you some hot chocolate when you enter the tent]

It wasn't nearly this cold yesterday, right...?

[he seems vaguely unsure]

[cw_suicide]

[AUTO-SMILE?

also doesn't seem to be wearing anything warm aside from his usual.]

Ah... I don't think it was?

[cw_suicide]

[so there is a guy who's dressed in his usual blue pin-striped shirt, slacks, waistcoat, brown trench coat, and bandages and... nothing else really.

and yet he is kind of sitting in the middle of a patch of snow just idly poking at his phone because idk seems like a good idea when you have no idea wtf is going on and it was randomly on your person. unfortunately, he can't seem to hack the screen lock.

HEAVIEST SIGH.]

[wrongstory]

You may want to get out of the snow.