World Log: Tundra Arrival

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters in the city
What: The log for the city's arrivel on the ice planet
Where: All around the city
When: November 21st-November 30th
Warnings: None

You all get some warning to prepare, which is great. A little time to stock up on supplies, make sure everything's where it supposed to be, call your friends in from their fishing boats. And then the city moves. It happens in the blink of an eye - one moment you're on islands, surrounded by ocean, and the next? The next you're surrounded by frozen ground, the temperature has dropped significantly, and even the sky looks different. The air has a bite to it, that familiar feeling telling you it's thinking about snowing soon. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but someday soon.

The city has rearranged itself back into that old, familiar shape, instead of spread out across islands like it was a moment ago. Maybe that'll make things easier for you, maybe it won't, but it also means the return of the lake and river that used to bisect the city - only now they're frozen over. This climate also means it'll be hard for any plants not otherwise protected to survive - and that you, too, will start feeling that cold if you're away from a warm place for too long.

And warm places might be in short supply, because when the city moved the gods did not. What does that mean for you? Well, whatever supplies are in the shops at the moment the city moves are the only ones left. No new food supplies, no new clothing, nothing. In addition, the power across the whole city is out, including water and heating. Anything else powered or supplied by gods (the hot springs, the mopeds, what's left of the orchard, the armory, the GPS) will not work.

You're on your own. Try not to die.

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Comments

[knockthemdead]

[He bows his head in agreement.]

Not me. I'm afraid my faith does not extend that far.

[His mouth twists down when he thinks about those people. It must be hard, feeling abandoned or cut off from a god you believe in. He would know. It's been that way ever since he arrived here.]

We must do what we can to convince them to take care of themselves. Waiting around for the return of these parasites will cause nothing but harm.

[knifecollecting]

[Jo didn't believe in gods until just before her arrival here. Angels, maybe. Castiel was useful, but she had barely met the angel. Demons, yeah. Those she had experience with.

Gods were just dicks.]

I hope we have enough food. Without Hope that will be a problem.

[knockthemdead]

[Kravitz's experience is quite different. Yes, some of the god's he's encountered or even just heard of in his world are horrible. Dark and unjust and self-serving. But others are wonderful; they instill hope, grant prayers- create purpose.

He misses the Raven Queen.]

I'm rather concerned about that as well. I don't need food myself, but- well, I'm not without sympathy. Or worry for those important to me. They all have rather large stomachs.

[He's joking. Sort of.]

[knifecollecting]

[Jo only misses people. And Heaven, a little bit. It was lonely, but very nice.]

A lot of us have that problem. [Maybe not Jo, but she lives with two teenagers. Three, technically. She still needs to eat, too.]

The cold isn't going to help either.

[knockthemdead]

[Lonely, but very nice. That is precisely how the astral plane might be described by many of it's inhabitants- at least until the right people show up. But isn't that always the case, in any worlds version of the afterlife?]

Mm. I imagine not, no.

[He's bullshitting; Krav has no idea why or how the cold would affect hunger, or what that might feel like. It's been a long time since he was a flesh boy.]

Because. You know. Cold hunger. It sure is worse than regular hunger.

[nailed it]

[knifecollecting]

[Jo doesn't try to mock the "cold hunger" statement. He already said he doesn't get hungry. He might not know.

But yes, for the record, it's even more awful to be hungry and cold.]

If you can help them stay warm, you should.

[knockthemdead]

[Gods, that makes her nicer than 90% of the chucklefucks Kravitz surrounds himself with, who would have immediately decimated him with mockery and held it over his head for weeks. Bless you Jo. You don't know how good you are.]

Ah. Well. One of the unfortunate side effects of being undead- I don't generate any body heat. I am otherwise trying my best to aid them, of course.

[just casually throwin' that out there]

You are keeping warm, I hope?

[knifecollecting]

[Oh. Jo has a roommate with that problem. Poor George...]

So far. I'm hoping we can find more warm clothes soon. [Without the gods, that might be hard.]

[knockthemdead]

[Yoooo! An undead buddy? He should meet George.]

Hm. I'll keep an eye out for coats and such. I'm sure I could find some spares at our place, if you know of anyone in desperate need.

[knifecollecting]

[Yeah, George needs some more friends.]

I think we're okay for now. Other people might need them more.

[knockthemdead]

[Until a short while ago, Krav was in the same boat. Being undead kind of tends to put you out of touch with the living, funnily enough.]

Alright, so long as you don't end up depriving yourself.

[He gives her a Look.]

[knifecollecting]

[That Look might mean something from someone she knows, but from a stranger, she's going to ignore it.]

I'm fine. [She's much more worried about the two teenagers in her house who need to eat too.]

[knockthemdead]

[That's fair. If they knew each other, Kravitz would also pursue that and make sure she didn't it, but...]

Very well.

[He rocks back on his heels, then gives Jo a side-eye.]

Where do you stand? On the matter of believing in the gods here. I don't believe you ever said.

[knifecollecting]

[He's just going to have to earn that privilege.]

I believe they exist. [That's more than she can say for some things.]

They seem pretty powerful. Seems easier to call them gods if I don't know what they really are.