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apocalypsehowcomm2023-02-06 09:16 pm
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[Log] Catch-All for February
Who: Winter and YOU
When: The month of February
Where: Locations in the prompts
Summary: Winter deals with the aftermath of his latest explore and the TDM prompts
Warnings: Various attempts at destruction, memory loss, mold
I. How Many Ways Can I Smash This - Outskirts of town, ADI headquarters
Two days after making a very satisfying crater out of a clearly Web-aligned artifact in Dogtown, Winter finds that same artifact in his pocket. A little silver triangle covered in etched cob-webs that fits easily in his palm.
Annoyed, he goes to the outskirts of the city-- not Dogtown side, the other side-- and hurls another grenade at it. It's back in his pocket the next morning.
He talks somebody into snitching him some highly corrosive acid from one of ADI's labs, and watching over him for safety purposes as he pours it all over the damn thing.
He has Steve smash it with Thor's hammer.
He finally returns from a meeting with ADI, disgruntled, and tells whoever's waiting for him outside, "They can't keep it, either. You're just supposed to watch me and make sure it doesn't make me do anything stupid." He sounds extremely displeased with this situation.
II. No More Dance Steps - Closed to CR, at a local swing club
Once a month, there's a swing dance club in the rec center in town. Winter always goes with whichever of his friends happen to be free that night (or more likely, those friends who make an effort to be free that night). Today is no exception.
Except today he's standing outside staring at the sign with a confused frown. "Why am I here?" he asks hesitantly. "I don't know how to dance."
III. One Fear - Around Glaucester and ADI
After that horrifying realization that he's truly forgotten something, Winter keeps stopping in the middle of whatever he's doing and pulling out small hand-sized journal from his pocket, flipping back through it to find something and double-check it, or hastily scribbling something new.
And he seems to have multiple journals in multiple pockets, when he's wearing his outdoor coat that has pockets big enough for them. "Wait," he says in the middle of a conversation, and fishes through pockets until he finds the right one and can double-check something.
IV. Safe Place Gone - outside the ADI apartments
One chilly morning, Winter is outside the ADI apartments, sitting on a bench in the snow, wearing his sole secondary pair of shoes, scrubbing vigorously at his combat boots and looking distressed.
There's a stack of other belongings on the bench beside him, blankets and clothes and a handful of books, all in various states of... grossness. Some of it is moldy. Some of it is damp. Some of it is crusted in something that looks like blood. Winter is trying to clean it off, to the best of his limited cleaning ability.
Come help him out? Or just be grossed out by what happened to his stuff.
V. Wildcard
Winter still does all his usual stuff: he patrols regularly around the ADI compound and the Dogtown fence. He eats lunch in the ADI cafeteria when he's on the campus. He reads out loud there, or in the park, or on a rooftop if he gets bored of (or paranoid about) the sidewalk. He practices with people or gives lessons in self-defense in the evenings at the ADI gym.
He's around, like always.
When: The month of February
Where: Locations in the prompts
Summary: Winter deals with the aftermath of his latest explore and the TDM prompts
Warnings: Various attempts at destruction, memory loss, mold
I. How Many Ways Can I Smash This - Outskirts of town, ADI headquarters
Two days after making a very satisfying crater out of a clearly Web-aligned artifact in Dogtown, Winter finds that same artifact in his pocket. A little silver triangle covered in etched cob-webs that fits easily in his palm.
Annoyed, he goes to the outskirts of the city-- not Dogtown side, the other side-- and hurls another grenade at it. It's back in his pocket the next morning.
He talks somebody into snitching him some highly corrosive acid from one of ADI's labs, and watching over him for safety purposes as he pours it all over the damn thing.
He has Steve smash it with Thor's hammer.
He finally returns from a meeting with ADI, disgruntled, and tells whoever's waiting for him outside, "They can't keep it, either. You're just supposed to watch me and make sure it doesn't make me do anything stupid." He sounds extremely displeased with this situation.
II. No More Dance Steps - Closed to CR, at a local swing club
Once a month, there's a swing dance club in the rec center in town. Winter always goes with whichever of his friends happen to be free that night (or more likely, those friends who make an effort to be free that night). Today is no exception.
Except today he's standing outside staring at the sign with a confused frown. "Why am I here?" he asks hesitantly. "I don't know how to dance."
III. One Fear - Around Glaucester and ADI
After that horrifying realization that he's truly forgotten something, Winter keeps stopping in the middle of whatever he's doing and pulling out small hand-sized journal from his pocket, flipping back through it to find something and double-check it, or hastily scribbling something new.
And he seems to have multiple journals in multiple pockets, when he's wearing his outdoor coat that has pockets big enough for them. "Wait," he says in the middle of a conversation, and fishes through pockets until he finds the right one and can double-check something.
IV. Safe Place Gone - outside the ADI apartments
One chilly morning, Winter is outside the ADI apartments, sitting on a bench in the snow, wearing his sole secondary pair of shoes, scrubbing vigorously at his combat boots and looking distressed.
There's a stack of other belongings on the bench beside him, blankets and clothes and a handful of books, all in various states of... grossness. Some of it is moldy. Some of it is damp. Some of it is crusted in something that looks like blood. Winter is trying to clean it off, to the best of his limited cleaning ability.
Come help him out? Or just be grossed out by what happened to his stuff.
V. Wildcard
Winter still does all his usual stuff: he patrols regularly around the ADI compound and the Dogtown fence. He eats lunch in the ADI cafeteria when he's on the campus. He reads out loud there, or in the park, or on a rooftop if he gets bored of (or paranoid about) the sidewalk. He practices with people or gives lessons in self-defense in the evenings at the ADI gym.
He's around, like always.
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"Winter," he says. "My name is Winter. You're on my team." He pauses, a more normal amount this time, realizing she might not understand his unusual lexicon if she doesn't remember him, and corrects, "We're. Friends. I helped you train with the new robot body. We pet each other's hair sometimes."
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"And the Chief? Is he here?" She's been told he isn't, but how can he not be? He's the most important person to her, she wouldn't just abandon him... would she?
What happened?
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"He's ...I was probably already working on getting back to him, it's just, he's in cryo, I don't want anything to happen to him ...or for him to be alone when he wakes up."
Cortana lost a lot more than just her memories of ADI.
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He has nothing he left behind that he cares about, it's all here. But he's unusual like that, and he knows it. He can't even say that they'll get home someday, because he doesn't believe that they will, and he's a shitty liar.
"I can't make it any better," he says, unhappy. "I wish I could."
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"You actually mean that, don't you?" She blinks, sad and surprised. It strange, she never thought anyone other than John would care. "Thanks." Her voice is very subdued compared to its usual vigor, but she tries to smile.
She's pretty sure she'll die here before she manages to find a way back. She's not even sure how she's alive now, it sounds like she's been here for a long time.
Maybe the memory loss is an expression of rampancy?
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"Alright... well, Winter, can you tell me how we met?"
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She can't help but smile at the explanation. It just seems right somehow. (Returning memory?)
"Huh. You know, I'm not actually sure whether this body can get cold. But thanks." She doesn't know she still has the sweatshirt, of course. She hasn't looked at her apartment -- a little awkward to encounter roommates she doesn't remember -- so she has no idea what she does and does not own. Honestly, it's weird to think she has a living space and property at all. But he is right in that assumption.
"Are hallucinations common for you?"
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Beings that can cause hallucinations, huh. She's encountered that before.
"Because that isn't terrifying at all." She sighs after a moment. "Anything else these entities can do?"