Blackout, blackout!

[kore_npc]

Who: The residents of Cape Kore
Where: The center of town, near the ruined fountain
When: Day 100
What: Stane gathered some supplies for a community fire. Consider this a party-style post reacting to the lack of power and the loss of the communicators.

After the power goes out, Stane spends a few minutes standing stock still in the room, holding his breath and waiting for it to come back, but he doesn't waste too much time lingering in that kind of hopefulness. People are going to need things; they're going to need fire to cook and boil water, and they're going to need to do something about the food that's going to spoil.

It's so important that he helps them. It's so important that he helps them stay alive. Maybe the dream sharing is getting to him, maybe it's made his nightmares... feel real, but...

They're going to survive this. He's determined.

He gathers some wood that can be used for firewood and kindling, and he leaves them in the center of the town; he has no way of announcing that the things are there, really, but he cups his hands around his mouth and shouts a general Go to the fountain! Maybe someone will hear him.

Comments

[noblexcompanion]

[ Donna doesn't know if to be relieved she's not the only one without power or terrified. She can't shake the ominous feeling looming over her and it's not just because she can't make cups of tea for everyone unless she boils water over a fire.

Don't suppose there's a magic stock of torches lying about somewhere? [ She frowns. ] Or a back-up generator for the fridges and freezers? I mean they'll keep cold awhile as long as people don't keep opening the doors. But I can't see an electrician popping by any time soon.

[ofwolfandman]

[ Raum hasn't even got any idea that the powers gone out until he hears mention of it. He's been out and about and he's only even human right now because he noticed people starting to gather. As such, he's a little bit bright eyed and wild but smiling, friendly and a bit amused. ]

No one thought of preserving instead of refrigerating?

[noblexcompanion]

[ Ooh. A new face Donna hasn't seen before! ]

I reckon some people preserve instead. I don't think we'll starve yet. Or well, no quicker than we already were.

[hung_garian]

Magic stack of torches? Well, sure. It's right over there, by the giant beanstalk and the start of the yellow brick road.

[Okay, so he could be more helpful, he really could, but... nah, he'd rather stand here and mock the people who actually have cause to worry. Way more fun.]

[noblexcompanion]

Right, course. Silly me. However did I miss them?!

[ Helpful Gabe, helpful. ]

[hung_garian]

I don't know. Have you got your contact lenses in?

[noblexcompanion]

Bugger. I must've left them at home. Silly me. [ Can he hear the snark? Can he feel it? Embrace it, Gabe. Embrace the snark! ]

[hung_garian]

Well, I wasn't gonna be the one to say it, but it sure wasn't smart.

[noblexcompanion]

I'll have to do better next time!

[hung_garian]

Good luck.

[noblexcompanion]

I'll be sure to give you a full report on how it works out for me.

[godsprophet]

Torches?

[ What do you mean that's the British word for flashlight? Because Chuck is definitely picturing like, a flaming wooden stick torch in his head. ]

[noblexcompanion]

Uh. Yeah. Torches. You know... press a button, get instant portable light... Sometimes look like funny animals.

[ What do you mean that's not the universal term for it? Get out non-Brits! ]

[godsprophet]

...A flashlight?

[ Because a flashlight would make a lot more sense. If she wanted a torch she could always pick up a stick from the fire. ]

[noblexcompanion]

That's what I said, innit? Light in a tube with batteries or a dynamo. So you can see in the flippin' dark. It's not rocket science.

[godsprophet]

...No, that's not a torch.

A torch is a.... a stick with a flame.

[noblexcompanion]

Well yeah... if you live in the dark times or sommat.

[godsprophet]

Then... why not just call it a flashlight?

[nevermindtherunning]

I don't think that's going to be much of an option.

[The Doctor is chewing on a blade of grass, watching the fire swirl before them.]

Pity, really. I could use a cuppa.

[noblexcompanion]

We'll just have to boil water the old fashioned way - unless you have a power station tucked away in your pocket? You have just about everything else in there.

Can't you just sonic the electrics? [ Donna! Don't mention the 's' word. Poor Doctor probably has withdrawals... ]

[nevermindtherunning]

[He holds open his pockets.]

Empty! I never had my sonic, and they took everything away from me as part of my punishment.

[He offers her a small smile.]

I'm bloody useless here.

[noblexcompanion]

Aw Doctor. You're not useless. No more useless than any other bloke, any way. But you do have one advantage over all the others here!

[ She smiles. ]

You give the best hugs.

[nevermindtherunning]

Right, I'll remember that in a tight situation. 'Sorry, give me a tic, I just want to give 'em a hug here. That OK with you?'

[His lips quirk in a frown. But he knew Donna wasn't saying in jest.

His features lighten.]

No, I dunno what this might be an indication of...

[noblexcompanion]

No need to be rude.

[ She frowns, watching as the flames flicker and dance in front of them. ]

Something bad is going to happen... Isn't it?

[nevermindtherunning]

[A sigh.]

I think so, Donna. With rumors of that bloke seeing something in the ocean, and the power cut off - not a breaker or anything working, I can't help to think something will happen.

[Way to be a Debbie Downer, Doctor.]