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logsinthenight2019-07-19 08:17 am
paletteswap) wrote in logsinthenight2019-07-19 08:17 am
Entry tags:
Heatwave || Open
characters: Kuai Liang & anyone
location: Near the town square
date/time: Duration of the heat wave: 7/19-7/21
content: No one read the care instructions for their ice assassin that clearly state he needs to be kept below 70 degrees Fahrenheit at all times. He is miserable and building ice blocks to lean against and try to not melt.
warnings: Shouldn't be any. Will edit if his brother tries to chop his head off
Reliving other residents deaths had been, for lack of a better word, traumatizing for Kuai. Especially those he cared about. Seeing his brother die to Scorpion and the ensuing fight when he encountered Noob Saibot immediately after had messed with his emotions in ways he never would admit to.
And now this.
It was hot. Uncomfortably hot. It shouldn't be this hot in a place that didn't have a sun and was in perpetual night. And yet it was stiflingly oppressive (especially to someone who's armor was leather) and he was utterly miserable.
He'd made several large ice blocks near the town square in hopes any wind that hit them would function like a swamp cooler. Granted it would have been better to stay indoors, but he didn't want to flood the inn when all this melted. Even now there were tiny rivers starting to form as the blocks melted, trailing off into the darkness.
Kuai will be sitting against one of them, looking uncomfortable and unhappy (probably because this idiot is still in his full armor). Come say Hi, make fun of him, or feel free to say these giant blocks of ice are melting directly into your shoes or your grave.
location: Near the town square
date/time: Duration of the heat wave: 7/19-7/21
content: No one read the care instructions for their ice assassin that clearly state he needs to be kept below 70 degrees Fahrenheit at all times. He is miserable and building ice blocks to lean against and try to not melt.
warnings: Shouldn't be any. Will edit if his brother tries to chop his head off
Reliving other residents deaths had been, for lack of a better word, traumatizing for Kuai. Especially those he cared about. Seeing his brother die to Scorpion and the ensuing fight when he encountered Noob Saibot immediately after had messed with his emotions in ways he never would admit to.
And now this.
It was hot. Uncomfortably hot. It shouldn't be this hot in a place that didn't have a sun and was in perpetual night. And yet it was stiflingly oppressive (especially to someone who's armor was leather) and he was utterly miserable.
He'd made several large ice blocks near the town square in hopes any wind that hit them would function like a swamp cooler. Granted it would have been better to stay indoors, but he didn't want to flood the inn when all this melted. Even now there were tiny rivers starting to form as the blocks melted, trailing off into the darkness.
Kuai will be sitting against one of them, looking uncomfortable and unhappy (probably because this idiot is still in his full armor). Come say Hi, make fun of him, or feel free to say these giant blocks of ice are melting directly into your shoes or your grave.