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apocalypsehowcomm2022-07-10 04:16 pm
graveyounglady) wrote in apocalypsehowcomm2022-07-10 04:16 pm
Network - 05 (Player Plot - Let's Fix Up Bonnie's Place)
Who: Mercy Graves
Username: mercyme
Warnings: potential discussion of fantasy racism
What: Starting up a Player Plot to fix up Bonnie's Flophouse. Let's give everyone nicer housing!
To the Gentlefolk of Other Worlds,
We have proved our mettle in Wolf Pen and returned home in both triumph to overcome a great evil, and grief for what was lost, despite our best efforts otherwise. For Sradans, my people, this is a feeling we know well. We name it the Living Haunt, for the memories will be with us until we are laid beneath the quiet soil and know our final rest. I pray that those who were lost in those distant mountains may find their ways to their gods, and know what peace and joy the Endless Sleep may bring. And that their bodies may bring life to the soil to feed those they loved.
But as they rest, we move on with our Living Haunt. Mine rests heavy, but that is not without its merits, for it is a motivating force. In Wolf Pen, we made a home for one family. Here in Gloucester, there is a home for many that is in equally poor repair, one that some of our own people set their boots aside in.
I speak of Bonnie's flophouse. I have spoken with her, and she has agreed to allow repair efforts at her property if I organize these efforts and attend to the costs. I am one woman. I can do what it is in me to, but no more. I would beg assistance from the rest of our number. There is much good to be done with ADI in defending this world against threats beyond our imagining. But cold and rain and hunger are great dangers to the common folk. We could help with this.
As a Sister of the Spring Tide, it is my duty to do so. I will be assembling equipment to begin repairs first on the roof and on the exterior of the building. For nothing can be accomplished fully until we know our efforts will not be washed away with the next storm.
Who would join me? I ask for your expertise, your time, and whatever funds you can contribute.
May the spring bring life to you and yours,
Mercy Graves
Username: mercyme
Warnings: potential discussion of fantasy racism
What: Starting up a Player Plot to fix up Bonnie's Flophouse. Let's give everyone nicer housing!
To the Gentlefolk of Other Worlds,
We have proved our mettle in Wolf Pen and returned home in both triumph to overcome a great evil, and grief for what was lost, despite our best efforts otherwise. For Sradans, my people, this is a feeling we know well. We name it the Living Haunt, for the memories will be with us until we are laid beneath the quiet soil and know our final rest. I pray that those who were lost in those distant mountains may find their ways to their gods, and know what peace and joy the Endless Sleep may bring. And that their bodies may bring life to the soil to feed those they loved.
But as they rest, we move on with our Living Haunt. Mine rests heavy, but that is not without its merits, for it is a motivating force. In Wolf Pen, we made a home for one family. Here in Gloucester, there is a home for many that is in equally poor repair, one that some of our own people set their boots aside in.
I speak of Bonnie's flophouse. I have spoken with her, and she has agreed to allow repair efforts at her property if I organize these efforts and attend to the costs. I am one woman. I can do what it is in me to, but no more. I would beg assistance from the rest of our number. There is much good to be done with ADI in defending this world against threats beyond our imagining. But cold and rain and hunger are great dangers to the common folk. We could help with this.
As a Sister of the Spring Tide, it is my duty to do so. I will be assembling equipment to begin repairs first on the roof and on the exterior of the building. For nothing can be accomplished fully until we know our efforts will not be washed away with the next storm.
Who would join me? I ask for your expertise, your time, and whatever funds you can contribute.
May the spring bring life to you and yours,
Mercy Graves
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I'm sorry, though. About the losses at your home.
When're you planning on heading to Ms. Bonnie's place? I figure it'd probably be best to see the space I'm working with before I start looking at generators on the Internet, haha.
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But thank you. :3
I will finish my shift at 3:00 PM. If you would like to accompany me, I could meet you just outside the building at 3:30 PM?
i'm down to write this or handwave it, whichever you prefer! maybe in inboxes if the former?
I'll be the guy with the leather jacket and the wallet chain. I appreciate it, Ms. Mercy.
Happy to just continue to a log format here!
She spots the man with the leather jacket and gives him a friendly wave. When she speaks, her accent is nothing like her writing. "Hey, there, Mr. Taka... Tak... Takayuki." She's clearly trying to sound it out. I'm Sister Mercy, sir! Thanks much for meeting with me. Like your jacket, but gods, ain't you hotter'n an armored horse at the summer solstice?"