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See our world is slowly dying
Who| Courfeyrac & You!
What| Do you wanna build a barricade? Because Courfeyrac does.
Where| The Little Meadow
When| Week 2, after the snow and the tiger attacks are over.
Warnings/Notes| Free for all! You can make your own threads if you like!
The fresh fallen snow gave Courfeyrac a bright idea. Being dressed properly for the weather and able bodied this time around, it occurred to him that he was in a proper condition to build a structure out of snow. Having found shelter in the woods and in various locations until then, he was satisfied with the consistency of the snow to complete the task. He set out for the smaller of the two meadows, and with only his gloved hands as tools, he began to construct a fortress. Of course, the work would be easier had he companions to join in the task…
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Later in the evening, as the sun begins to set, the snow barricade begins to truly take shape. Large enough to accommodate it's builders, and a few more, it stands proud and serene in the meadow, both beckoning others to investigate and standing as a symbol of Tributes united. Don't fuck with the barricade, or these guys will fuck you up.
What| Do you wanna build a barricade? Because Courfeyrac does.
Where| The Little Meadow
When| Week 2, after the snow and the tiger attacks are over.
Warnings/Notes| Free for all! You can make your own threads if you like!
The fresh fallen snow gave Courfeyrac a bright idea. Being dressed properly for the weather and able bodied this time around, it occurred to him that he was in a proper condition to build a structure out of snow. Having found shelter in the woods and in various locations until then, he was satisfied with the consistency of the snow to complete the task. He set out for the smaller of the two meadows, and with only his gloved hands as tools, he began to construct a fortress. Of course, the work would be easier had he companions to join in the task…
❖ ❖ ❖
Later in the evening, as the sun begins to set, the snow barricade begins to truly take shape. Large enough to accommodate it's builders, and a few more, it stands proud and serene in the meadow, both beckoning others to investigate and standing as a symbol of Tributes united. Don't fuck with the barricade, or these guys will fuck you up.
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Gary resigns himself to this fate quietly, but not gracefully, dragging his feet to the center of camp and slumping down by the soon-to-be campfire. All energy gained from praises about his work on the wall seems to have left him, drained, utterly, like he's run a marathon and hasn't eaten in months to top it off. His very soul weeps for his misfortune.
Maybe he's taking this a little too seriously.
Gary takes out his fire-starting kit and starts sluggishly striking matches at the campfire to distract himself.