Bay 12 Games Forum

Can we make a fire? If we can then do that. If not start going down the mountain again. Either way start holding Hannah to us and try and get enough body heat into her to warm her up.

You start to try to hold to child,, but Rena grabs her first
trying to hold back her own tears, she says
"Don't die on me, baby girl"
The two of you carry Hannah down the mountain

The two of you start searching, Rena eventually finds Hannah buried in the snow
She's unconscious, but no clear injuries, but she looks nearly frozen to death

Quote from: Remuthra on August 10, 2013, 04:22:30 pm

Also, I will be starting the customary suggestion game one must play in the thread of someone who is influential enough to make their own thread.

You are Xantalos, roiling in your cosmic void, at your otherworldly personal computer. You have just informed your loyal cultists that you must leave their sight for a month or so. Why must you neglect your devoted followers? What will you do?

Annual family meet-up in the eldritch city in the heart of the Wailing Stars, beyond the Impossible World Where Angels Weep. Should probably prepare yourself to see Uncle Nyarly get drunk and pass out in the ritual blood pool again.

I personally think just posting in each game you're in works better than these threads, but *shrug*.

EDIT: God, the typoes.

Oh, god......weeping angels

Cutscene time

You all go over the mountain peak, extremely cold
Suddenly and avalanche collapses you down the other side of the mountain, under the snow, your leg in trapped between two rocks, and you're unable to move it. Neither Rena nor Hannah are within your sight.

bump

"No, but then again it's better safe then sorry."

"Yeah, let's just go"
you all continue walking over the mountains until you come to tunnel through the mountains, noises can be heard inside of it

Scan the pile and the nearby area for anything that looks remotely alive. Should nothing be found, check the bodies for any signs as to what caused their death.
((Perhaps a dump for those killed by the coughing infection?))
"Not in the slightest."

You examine the pile, and though you swear you saw one move, it's probably just your imagination
"Not in the slightest."
Even though they are rotting, there is no clear sign of death