EVENT: Snowed In

[the_npcdo]

[Early Monday afternoon, the snow starts. At first, a charming novelty glimpsed through the classroom windows, but within minutes it becomes a veritable blizzard. Any classes being held outside are urged to bring themselves inside. Within half an hour, the power's cut out and the snow is piled high enough to make entry/exit from the buildings difficult. Within an hour, it's impossible. Snow is piled halfway up the first floor windows, and most of the doors have frozen shut. The second story windows seem to be working just fine, though, as are any rooftop access doors.]

[The blizzard finally calms down, but students and faculty are trapped inside--or outside, if they managed to be on the wrong side of the doors during the storm. The power's out and the cold is starting to seep in through the insulation. Worse, there seems to be some kind of unseen presence in the buildings, an eerie cackle echoing through the empty halls or an unsettling sense that you're not alone.]

[Someone's going to have to restart the generator before we end up with a school full of studentcicles. It wouldn't hurt to clear some pathways out of the buildings, either.]

Comments

[soundslikehighmay]

"'It's not far' I said. 'I don't need my HEAVY jacket' I said. 'I should get used to the cold' I said."

Jaime tugged futilely on the door to the school as the snow came down in drifts around him. He was already shivering, and could feel his fingers going numb, which was probably a bad sign. Also concerning was the buzzing in his head. The scarab was getting better at using words, but it was still difficult to follow.

Immoderately inclement encompassment for homo sapiens. Exingency of dissolution!

"What does that even mean?"

Exingency of dissolution!

"Use less stupid words.

Death!

"I'm not gonna die!"

Enacting to maintain optimal viability of host status!

"Wai-"

Then there was a flurry of motion as Jaime was devoured by some manner of black and blue force. When it finished, a strange looking creature in his place. It looked down at its hands in alarm.

"NOW you decide to work. At least I'm not cold any more."

[worldcup]

"Oh!" There's a surprised look in her eyes as Illya decided to wander the halls. Now that she's in her winter coats, she isn't as freezing as she was before. But the temperature was steadily decreasing at a fast rate, which, for her, was bad.

Very bad.

Very very bad.

Not that she would show it on her face as she beamed at his transformation. "Looks like you finally got it to work, onii-chan."