Obligatory How Is My Driving Post.
You know the drill~ what am I doing wrong, what am I doing right, how can I fix stuff, and, oh, any kind of plotting can go here too.
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You know the drill~ what am I doing wrong, what am I doing right, how can I fix stuff, and, oh, any kind of plotting can go here too.
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[the video feed turns on, showing an area nearby the lake, and giving a good look on something that can be only, a one-man camp. In a corner made between rock - or maybe just rock-looking part of ruin, - and a wall of buildings, a tent is made. A small, but well done, considering the place. It is unclear if it's hiding an entry to the building itself. There's a fireplace outside, and wooden ledge, which seems to be used a clothing drier. Various tools gathered, and made from the accessible materials, arranged around. The PCD itself is lying on a other end of the table, that had been just used to prepare a fish. Some remains, and blood is still left on it, until Griffith comes into the picture, and starts washing it off, whistling a melody.
Until he notices the device being turned on, it's a point when he stops abruptly and picks PCD up]
It's working on it's own, isn't it? Strange little thing... in a strange place. [his gaze locks somewhere afar]
-a future that is already a history and past that has not yet come to pass
I managed to take a glimpse at the Wastelands that people were speaking around. If I ever was to wander there, I won't forget to make a note for sake of future reference.
[after that, he puts the PCD face down the table, without turning it off.]
Until he notices the device being turned on, it's a point when he stops abruptly and picks PCD up]
It's working on it's own, isn't it? Strange little thing... in a strange place. [his gaze locks somewhere afar]
-a future that is already a history and past that has not yet come to pass
I managed to take a glimpse at the Wastelands that people were speaking around. If I ever was to wander there, I won't forget to make a note for sake of future reference.
[after that, he puts the PCD face down the table, without turning it off.]
- Location:near the lake
- Mood:
thoughtful
Four days without a slip, until...
[[ooc: So yes, he was avoiding the dreadful mistletoes for four long days, until...it found and caught him :| anyone is welcome, really, but PLZ NO GUTTS XD log thread is here]]
[[ooc: So yes, he was avoiding the dreadful mistletoes for four long days, until...it found and caught him :| anyone is welcome, really, but PLZ NO GUTTS XD log thread is here]]
So those were the "scientists" people were speaking of. I heard they were in hiding, but what they do looks more like action of those performing a siege.
What are you going to do, people of Adstrigendum?
What are you going to do, people of Adstrigendum?
[PCD shows a young man in white armor. He's holding a helmet shaped similar to the beak of carnivorous bird. The male looks around, his delicate face showing only surprise and disbelief, but he's manage to keep his calm quite well in this situation.
He whispers something to himself, but is too far away for PCD to catch it. Then he turns around, apparently to take a good look at his surroundings and something catches his eye; he walks closer to the PCD-]
He whispers something to himself, but is too far away for PCD to catch it. Then he turns around, apparently to take a good look at his surroundings and something catches his eye; he walks closer to the PCD-]
