http://mr-33cm.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mr-33cm.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2010-07-17 04:43 pm

A challenger appears!

Character(s): Snow and whoever!
Content: Snow arrives!
Setting: Vanaheim
Time: Morning
Warnings: Idiocy

Ok, calm down… Snow tried to order himself as he found himself in front of a large gate. Large was an understatement, to be frank. They were MASSIVE, and Snow felt rather intimidated because of it. There was a line in front of the door… What could all of this mean?

Snow gasped as an uncomfortable theory wormed its way into his mind. What if he was dead? No, no… Snow shook his head. That couldn’t be it, right? He was still alive. He hadn’t fulfilled their Focus yet, and besides, heroes never die. He was alive, that much is sure, but other then that... He was completely clueless. Not that that's much of a difference?

He took a deep breath and calmed down, looking once again at the line. It seemed that they were trying to get into the city…but how? And why? This was all too much to take. So, in order to get answers, he stood up as tall as possible (which was a rather impressive height for most people) and shouted “Hey! Where am I?! What is this place?! How did I get here?!” Satisfied, he looked around, waiting for someone to answer him.
 
divine_storm: (Huh???)

[personal profile] divine_storm 2010-07-21 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
Priere always seemed to have bad luck when it came to getting to the gates. Whether it was for information, to try her luck yet again in finding a way out, because she was bored, or simply because she happened there, she always seemed to end up meeting a new arrival.

And sadly, today would be no different.

At least this time the new guy was pretty easy to spot. "They're not going to tell you much you know?" she said, immediately telling herself she should have just kept walking.
divine_storm: (Huh???)

[personal profile] divine_storm 2010-07-28 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't think they really like any one of us... but that's not the point. They just won't say anything useful, or they don't know squat, that's all," Priere answered, shrugging. "Well they'll you you're in Paixao, but that's about it."

She couldn't help seeing the look on his face however. "What? Is there something on my face?"