Baby, it's cold outside

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone not on the draft
What: Let it snow, let it snow let it-- okay, too much snow.
When: 15th through the 18th
Where: All around the village
Summary: A blizzard strikes Luceti, keeping the villages snowed in. Woe be to anyone caught outside in the storm, or anyone without food and electricity.
Rating: Varies

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[evildoorstop]

[Murray has found himself sitting on top of one of the many snowmen in the village, bringing this particular snowman a sense of completion, albeit a macabre one.

The weather's not much concern to him being already dead and all, however once it begins to pick up and he starts to get buried, anyone still outside can expect to pass by a bitterly complaining snowman.]

[cakeblocked]

[Luke was just passing by with two squirming bundles under his coat. He's heading to House 1 for food and warmth, and he needs to get his pets there, too. Otherwise they'll just stay in the apartment, and...

As he goes on, he looks to the side, searching for anyone else who might be stuck out here, and notices the skull on the snowman.

Huh.

He stares for a few seconds before he ducks his head and trudges on. It's not quite a weird sight... yet.]

[evildoorstop]

BOO! Bwahaha! And the 'giant snowy ape' thinks he's scary. HA!

[cakeblocked]

[The BOO does make him jump a little and look back at the snowman, and then he just... stares, slack jawed. First a talking skeleton, now just a talking skull?]

... Snowy ape?

[evildoorstop]

Bwahaha! Your slack jawed countenance is most amusing! You haven't heard of the Giant Snowy Ape? The only thing more terrifyingly horrific than it is me! Murray the Mighty Demonic Skull!

[cakeblocked]

...

Can you even move like that?

[evildoorstop]

...

I get around.

[cakeblocked]

...

Right.

I need to get going, okay? You should get inside, too... If you can really get around.

[With that, Luke will start trudging on again.]

[mirrorblade]

[With the way it's been snowing lately, Claude knows he probably shouldn't stay out too long, but he can't help but pause when he passes by a snowman with an unusual (and noisy!) head.

...actually, now that he thinks about it-]

Murray?

[evildoorstop]

Sure I can just be left out here. It's all fun and games. He's a skull. He's already dead. It's not like being buried in snow will matter. Hell fire shall fall upon the next-

[He does manage to hear his name said among his endless chatter however and comes to an abrupt halt.]

Claude! So, we meet again!

[mirrorblade]

[So it is him! Not that he's met many talking skulls in Luceti, of course.]

Hey, Murray. [He blinks, walking over to the snowman Murray uses as his throne.] What are you doing out here?

[evildoorstop]

I sit as a testament to the forces of darkness! This joy of the season will end and the snows will melt in the fires of - oh who am I kidding? It was all good at first. Take over one of the men of snow, scare some people, but it's all WHITE. I'm bored out here. I have snow in my eyes, and nose. I'm full of the wretched stuff!

[He also has a nice hat of snow on top too.]

[mirrorblade]

Maybe you should've waited until it stopped snowing. [He doesn't see anything wrong with Murray's evil plan. After all, what else is an evil skull to do?] You'll get buried in it if this keeps up.

[evildoorstop]

[Not that it's the evilest of plans anyway, but really, there's only so much a skull a can do.

He's already pretty buried as is.]

BAH! My end is brought about by snow! Snow!

[mirrorblade]

Want me to get you out of there?

[evildoorstop]

...I would appreciate the help...[It just sounds a little painful to admit.]