[Waking up to snowfall is wonderful, beautiful even. While Qinghe is very mountainous, there's not much for any weather beyond rain and sun. It's not like he's never seen snow, maybe once... when he was very young, he can't remember for sure.
Don't mind him standing with the door to the Chinese Wizard Frat Cabin wide open, just outside, fan held up to keep snow off his head as he watches the snow fall.]
MERRY SHITSCRAM: DEC 20TH
[Another exciting morning for one Nie Huaisang as he wakes up, cold as hell, but that's not the most important thing right now. He rolls over tugging the blankets around himself tighter, while also brushing hair from his face-- wait.
One hand... two-?
AH! Sorry for anyone who was still sleeping, but there's a surprised shout from Huaisang's room as he scrambles out of bed. The cold is the last thing he's thinking about as he bursts from his room, in just his under things, excitedly yammering on about how his arm is back.]
Look look look!
[Whoever is unfortunate enough to come see what's got him up in arms, haha, will be shown his right arm, very much attached to him again and looking. Like an arm.]
YOU BETTER WATCH OUT: DEC 23RD
[Still on a high after getting his arm back, Huaisang is up late sitting in the living room on the couch, legs crossed under a blanket as he undoes his braids for the evening. Mostly he's in the living room as the fireplace is there and it helps take the bite off the unrelenting cold just a wee bit. Enough that it's better than hiding away in his room. With each braid he undoes he'll gently comb through the hair with his fingers, humming to himself.
His humming comes to an uncertain pause as the fireplace suddenly goes out. Almost like a candle someone snuffed out.]
... hm?
[He hadn't heard the scuttering of feet on the roof before, but he hears something now. Something coming down the chimney as smoke curls up ominously. At most he figures it's some animal, but what actually peers out at him is anything but. A hideous face and hands. So many hands. At this point when he shouts in shock the rest of the cabin probably thinks it's him being excited over something again.
Not until he's attempting to scramble over the couch and hide, but that thing is too quick. It's gets his robe first, trying to yank him back but he manages to get free long enough to make a run for it.]
W-Wei-xiong!! Monster, demon! Help me!
[Anyone can help, but it's Wuxian's name that comes to the forefront first. His friend was an amazing fighter after all, who else would he trust to save him? Huaisang barely gets the words out before he's snatched roughly by multiple hands this time, grabbing and pulling him towards the chimney and he tries to grab onto anything to keep from being taken.]
No no, let go! I don't want to die! Help!
(OOC: After typing these up I realize only the first starter is really OTA, but please come pelt him with a snowball or something. Anything.)
Nie Huaisang | OTA
[Waking up to snowfall is wonderful, beautiful even. While Qinghe is very mountainous, there's not much for any weather beyond rain and sun. It's not like he's never seen snow, maybe once... when he was very young, he can't remember for sure.
Don't mind him standing with the door to the Chinese Wizard Frat Cabin wide open, just outside, fan held up to keep snow off his head as he watches the snow fall.]
MERRY SHITSCRAM: DEC 20TH
[Another exciting morning for one Nie Huaisang as he wakes up, cold as hell, but that's not the most important thing right now. He rolls over tugging the blankets around himself tighter, while also brushing hair from his face-- wait.
One hand... two-?
AH! Sorry for anyone who was still sleeping, but there's a surprised shout from Huaisang's room as he scrambles out of bed. The cold is the last thing he's thinking about as he bursts from his room, in just his under things, excitedly yammering on about how his arm is back.]
Look look look!
[Whoever is unfortunate enough to come see what's got him up in arms, haha, will be shown his right arm, very much attached to him again and looking. Like an arm.]
YOU BETTER WATCH OUT: DEC 23RD
[Still on a high after getting his arm back, Huaisang is up late sitting in the living room on the couch, legs crossed under a blanket as he undoes his braids for the evening. Mostly he's in the living room as the fireplace is there and it helps take the bite off the unrelenting cold just a wee bit. Enough that it's better than hiding away in his room. With each braid he undoes he'll gently comb through the hair with his fingers, humming to himself.
His humming comes to an uncertain pause as the fireplace suddenly goes out. Almost like a candle someone snuffed out.]
... hm?
[He hadn't heard the scuttering of feet on the roof before, but he hears something now. Something coming down the chimney as smoke curls up ominously. At most he figures it's some animal, but what actually peers out at him is anything but. A hideous face and hands. So many hands. At this point when he shouts in shock the rest of the cabin probably thinks it's him being excited over something again.
Not until he's attempting to scramble over the couch and hide, but that thing is too quick. It's gets his robe first, trying to yank him back but he manages to get free long enough to make a run for it.]
W-Wei-xiong!! Monster, demon! Help me!
[Anyone can help, but it's Wuxian's name that comes to the forefront first. His friend was an amazing fighter after all, who else would he trust to save him? Huaisang barely gets the words out before he's snatched roughly by multiple hands this time, grabbing and pulling him towards the chimney and he tries to grab onto anything to keep from being taken.]
No no, let go! I don't want to die! Help!
(OOC: After typing these up I realize only the first starter is really OTA, but please come pelt him with a snowball or something. Anything.)