Winter in Temba The fountain might have explained somethings, but Cheryl is still left with a lot of questions, and concerns. She's not dressed for this weather, for a start. The red Serpents' jacket helps keep her upper body warm, but her shoes? Exposed toes and heels are doing nothing to assist. She would prefer boots.
She mutters such at one point as she walks around, trying to find a warm building to gravitate to, but so far, all she sees is dilapidated, run down places that offer no safety.
"I didn't know I needed to dress for this!" Yes, she doesn't know if anyone can hear her, but shouting this out is more about the stress relief.
Explore the city Temba!
She was just looking for something warm, safe, and a place to maybe get some food. Cheryl is, even, tired of walking around. She tries to be careful, after all, she doesn't want to step in too much snow. It's cold, and wet, and she's not enjoying it, much.
Of course, no matter how careful, or graceful, she is, Cheryl eventually takes a wrong step and finds herself hurtling downward.
"WHAT! This place has snow traps?!" That's not exactly it, but Cheryl needs to be mad for a moment. She rants at the very sky, annoyed about all of it. She complains about the snow, the wet, how tired she is, and the fact she's actually hungry.
"Don't just pass by!" she shouts at the first figure she can somewhat spy walking above, as Cheryl shouts from the sinkhole full of snow.
There be storms... "JJ...." It almost seems unfair. She lost her brother, Jason /JJ, once, and to spy the her twin red-head in the pouring rain breaks her heart all over again.
There is as huge chance this isn't him - he's not alive - but who knows what could happen in this place? And what if - just what if - it really is him? She could never deny her twin.
Cheryl starts to head in.
Network I get it. We've been kidnapped by ET to play heroes and we're on some deserted alien planet without even a proper milkshake, for possible light years.
But. HOW. DO. WE. GET. HOME? I have Vixens' practice tomorrow, and I can't miss it! I'm HBIC!
Wildcard! Anything else? Goes here.
[OOC: Will do [, (, past, present, prose, whichever is most comfortable - I will follow. Feel free to contact me on plurk metaljean, on this journal, or discord midknightcat to discuss ideas. ]
[ Feel free to backdate anything with her (if keeping as game canon) to mesh with game event shenans. ]
Cheryl Blossom | Riverdale
The fountain might have explained somethings, but Cheryl is still left with a lot of questions, and concerns. She's not dressed for this weather, for a start. The red Serpents' jacket helps keep her upper body warm, but her shoes? Exposed toes and heels are doing nothing to assist. She would prefer boots.
She mutters such at one point as she walks around, trying to find a warm building to gravitate to, but so far, all she sees is dilapidated, run down places that offer no safety.
"I didn't know I needed to dress for this!" Yes, she doesn't know if anyone can hear her, but shouting this out is more about the stress relief.
Explore the city Temba!
She was just looking for something warm, safe, and a place to maybe get some food. Cheryl is, even, tired of walking around. She tries to be careful, after all, she doesn't want to step in too much snow. It's cold, and wet, and she's not enjoying it, much.
Of course, no matter how careful, or graceful, she is, Cheryl eventually takes a wrong step and finds herself hurtling downward.
"WHAT! This place has snow traps?!" That's not exactly it, but Cheryl needs to be mad for a moment. She rants at the very sky, annoyed about all of it. She complains about the snow, the wet, how tired she is, and the fact she's actually hungry.
"Don't just pass by!" she shouts at the first figure she can somewhat spy walking above, as Cheryl shouts from the sinkhole full of snow.
There be storms...
"JJ...." It almost seems unfair. She lost her brother, Jason /JJ, once, and to spy the her twin red-head in the pouring rain breaks her heart all over again.
There is as huge chance this isn't him - he's not alive - but who knows what could happen in this place? And what if - just what if - it really is him? She could never deny her twin.
Cheryl starts to head in.
Network
I get it. We've been kidnapped by ET to play heroes and we're on some deserted alien planet without even a proper milkshake, for possible light years.
But. HOW. DO. WE. GET. HOME? I have Vixens' practice tomorrow, and I can't miss it! I'm HBIC!
Wildcard! Anything else? Goes here.
[OOC: Will do [, (, past, present, prose, whichever is most comfortable - I will follow. Feel free to contact me on plurk
[ Feel free to backdate anything with her (if keeping as game canon) to mesh with game event shenans. ]