I said, brr, it's cold out here! There must be some Toros snow in the atmosphere! In fact, there's a whole lot of snow. Ever since the energy festival, the fluffy stuff has been really coming down. It starts off casual — a few inches here, a few more there, maybe even a foot or so overnight, just right for a last minute festive snowman. But by the time the clock strikes midnight on the eve of the new year, what's started as just a few inches has quickly escalated to a few feet of deep, white powder.
On the morning of the new year, the city of Cadelle seems to be blanketed in a never-ending sea of cold, crisp white stuff. As far as the eye can see, the snow covers everything in its path, from treetops to sidewalks to the awnings of businesses dotting Main Street. The city's yet to pull out its snowplows and clear the path, so any last minute errands or adventures will require a little extra effort. Maybe it's best to just stay put? After all, sleeping in is practically a tradition in itself on New Year's Day —
especially after a glass or two too many of the bubbly stuff!
For those that brave the elements, the morning flurries in the air might not seem too imposing. It's just another snowfall, surely no more than an inch or two at a time; while a warm coat and sturdy boots are recommended, the weather seems more casual than catastrophic. Of course, if anything's been proven in this city, it's that "too good to be true" definitely is. By mid-afternoon, the gentle breeze and its accompanying flurries is replaced by a sudden and surprise blizzard. The winds come in with a howl, thick with snow and ice that quickly piles up in front of doors and windows, blockading anyone inside and making it difficult — if not impossible — for anyone outside to get in.
Surprise, it's a blizzard, and you're snowed in... or maybe out. What will you do? While there's surely a million ways to beat the chill, consider the following:
▸ For the first few hours of the blizzard, things seem to be operating as normal — or, at the very least, as normal as can be in the middle of a sudden snowstorm. The power stays on, wi-fi stays strong, and you might even find the atmosphere inspiring a little cozy canoodling with a certain someone you know. You might even enjoy the soothing sounds of Cuddleflix in the background while you... what's the word? Chill? In any case, relax;
we're sure it'll be all over soon.
▸ Of course, those who live a little further out from the Welcome District and its well-insulated city-run buildings may find that their private domiciles are less equipped for sudden snowstorms. Power might flicker here earlier, and being further out from the city's governed spaces might mean it'll take longer for restoration crews and their snowplows to get to you.
▸ If you've chosen to wander the city in the morning, will you choose to turn back at the first signs of inclement weather? You might choose instead to duck inside the first warm place you find — city staples like Deja Brew or the public library will wave in anyone they see in the streets once the winds pick up, and by mid-afternoon, many of those doors will stay shut. Anyone who's inside will just have to wait until things calm down before they'll be able to venture out on the streets — after all, it's no use going out just to be in the way of a snowplow or two!
▸Like any natural disaster, the city promises to do its best to resolve its citizens' concerns as quickly as possible. However, with so many people to care for and so few helpers to go around, things might not move as quickly as you might like. Or maybe you're impatient to help yourself. Do you make a plea for supplies, or perhaps volunteer yourself to search and rescue?
Whatever you do, inside or out, we hope you'll heed the city's warnings and stay safe — light a fire, pile on the blankets, and try not to open any windows if you can help it!
That's right, cuddlers, it's finally time for everyone's favorite winter trope — a good old-fashioned snow day! Characters may be snowed in at home, cozy and comfortable so long as the power stays on, or they might find themselves stuck outside in the elements. Worse still, maybe they're stuck inside... with somebody else, no doubt! (Maybe they're happy about it... but our money says they're probably not too thrilled.) Whatever you choose, and whatever you do, we hope you have a blast exploring the unexpected side effects of all that energy created during the festival. Maybe somebody should look into that...
If you have any further questions specific to this event, we encourage you to ask away on our QUESTIONS COMMENT here in this post. If you have general questions, or prefer a more private venue, our GENERAL INBOX (and SCREENED INBOX) is always available for you. In addition, if you've got an idea for a future event, feel free to drop us a line at our EVENTS SUGGESTION POST.
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cuddlecity2017-12-31 07:54 pm
why r u like this
he's out of bed and halfway through getting dressed a moment after he reads kimberly's message. he's looked out the window, it's freezing, visibility is close to zero and if she's lost already odds are she'll get even more lost.
he knows where kimberly lives, so he figures he has a good shot at finding her if he starts there. ]
if you can get indoors do that immediately. where you at home? which direction you walked and for how long? i'll find you.
[ he's never been caught outside in a blizzard but chicago is cold and he's given his nephew survival lessons for long enough now that he knows what to do. (going outside is not on the survival lessons list, but hey there's a kid outside and he has the power of god
and animeon his side. ]she's a teenage dream ok.
i thought i was headed towards the garage
but i've been walking for at least half an hour and i'm fucking freezing
sure she is
[ he has a fully charged phone, a lantern, and a backpack with water and hot tea. surely he can find kimberly and everything will be okay.
he makes it to the pink house with almost no problem and all his fingers intact and then tracks towards the garage, flashback on and calling kimberly's name. not that calling out is very effective, what with the blizzard and all. ]
don't be rude
i don't know if it's a tree or a street light or a very slim tall dude
but i'm going for it
( update: it's apparently a lamp post. what kind of christmas movie joke is this??? )
priests cant be rude its umpossible
found the house, found the garage, found a potential slim tall dude. not the same tall dude you found but it feels like progress. stay where you are, i'll find ur tall dude. still doing ok?
[ he should have worn goggles. this was a terrible idea, when will jesus take the wheel? ]
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JESUS FUCKING CHRIST IT'S COLD
( so... no??? not doing so good. )
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talking is hard in the middle of a blizzard so he's just gonna wrap an arm around him very firmly and try to lead her back into the house. pls dont hit him. ]
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when they're firmly inside a place that is not, in fact, filled with cold air and white snow and death, she manages to get out: ) T-t-thank you...
( well, maybe 'get out' is a bit of an exaggeration amidst all that teeth chattering. she is pretty damn cold, after all. )
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You need to warm up.
[ he's cold too but he hasn't been outside nearly as long as kimberly and she's his priority. if there's a chimney he's gonna build a fire. ]
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I mean, yeah, probably. ( too cool for school, too cold for genuine agreement. ) Can I borrow your coat?
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[ he takes off his coat as he speaks and wraps it around kimberly's shoulders. ]
We're stuck here until the storm's over. I'll start a fire and we can find something warm to drink.
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( her reply is unintentionally short; while she shivers her way back to room temperature under the weight of his coat, he's busy in front of the fireplace, coaxing flames to light with skills she's never even considered needing.
though she doesn't exactly want to admit it, she's pretty damn grateful to be rescued by someone with half a brain. )
How long do you think this is going to last?
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[ there's a fire going and he's gonna pull a chair closer so kimberly can take a seat closer to it. ]
I'll try not to bore you, take a seat and I'll see about that tea.
[ :D? ]
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Normally. ( oh, tomas. you sweet, sweet hot mess of a man. don't you know nothing is normal here? ) Yeah, that's what they said about the rain last time, too.
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How long did the rain last?
[ he's absurdly calm, all things considered. six months on the road have taught him stress is pointless. ]
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( a casual shrug of her shoulders is a little more flippant than the statement perhaps deserves, but that's teenagers for you. )
I guess you got off easy, skipping that.
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[ it's rude to raid someone else's pantry, but he promised kimberly tea and 'how to be really intrusive 101' was practically marcus' first lesson. ]
How do you feel about chamomile?
[ he's heating water and has found tea bags and cookies. looks like they'll survive for the time being. ]
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( because a) being in the rain meant her hair would get wet, and she was really trying to avoid that most of the time and b) being in the rain meant she'd have to tell the truth (whatever the truth happened to be, anyway) to whoever crossed her path. and, at the end of the day, kimberly was just not a fan of letting down all her walls all the time to anybody who happened to be present. she liked to have control over something. )
And I don't know what chamomile tastes like, so I guess I don't have an opinion on that either.
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It was my grandmother's go-to tea. She had a small potted plant, I didn't know tea came in bags until I was much older.
[ they can just have a normal friendly chat, it'll be fun. ]
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Wait. ( he didn't know tea came in bags? ) Tea comes... not in bags?
( she's heard the phrase tea leaves, of course, but she's picturing the big leaves that fall off trees, not the tea varieties. suburbia, man. )
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I'm pretty sure the stuff inside the bags are crushed dry leaves, usually.
[ he's still smiling though, he figures kimberly is a city girl, of course she wouldn't know nor care to know. ]
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( please forgive her. )
Wow.
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[ how old can she possibly be? high school aged, still. 18 at most. tomas knew nothing at 18. hell, he knew very little even at 25. ]
Besides, your brain's probably half frozen. You should drink it, it'll warm you up.