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deernet2022-07-10 03:51 pm
spiritwalks) wrote in deernet2022-07-10 03:51 pm
video | un: zing zang voombah (Backdated to July 5th)
Woah, hey. Hi. What's up, Sleepers?
[The feed shakes as Vyng walks through the inner compound of Trenchwood Farm. Behind him is a surprisingly cheery farmhouse. At the same time, a sharp clap of thunder pierces the sky some distance away.]
Looks like we've got some real nasty weather. On the plus side, if you catch the rainwater at just the right time? It's, like...the perfect temperature for boiling a pot of—
["YOU!" Tuck — a 7-foot-fall mountain of a man can be seen furiously pointing at a rooster in the background. "This is your fault!"]
Ahahah. One se—
[The feed goes dark. About 5 minutes later, Vyng's face fills the screen again. He takes a hefty CHOMP out of a raw zucchini.]
....Anyways. Me and these lovely ladies here— [The camera pans over a flock of chickens scratching around in the grass for treats, some of whom are wearing crocheted hats] —decided today's a great day for a sleepover. We've got snacks, we've got these beautiful fairy lights strung up around the compound. Oh, and, almost forgot—
[Endless sky fills the screen, along with walls of clouds surrounding the compound. But, like the eye of a hurricane, the air directly overhead is calm and clear.]
Storm shelters? Psh. Never heard of 'em. Over at Trenchwood Farm, storms shelter you. So, come on over. Hunker down. Bunk up with a feathered friend, and ride out the storm with us.
[The camera shifts back to Vyng's face, eyebrows raised.]
Or don't. I'm not your mom, do whatever you want.
[His expression grows more somber.]
On the other hand, I could use some aid in keepin' this storm off our collective butts over here. So if you can help out with spirit stuff? Weather stuff? Whatever stuff, honestly. That'd be amazing. All the farm animals would love you.
We'll make a fun time out of it. You know what they say: When life gives you a downpour, pour down some drinks and pass 'em around.
[He stares at the camera.]
But, no, seriously. Please help.
((OOC: Mariana is angry, and a brutal storm is raging on July 5th. Feel free to post to Vyng's log-starter here. Or make your own farm starter under the general storm thread. For further plotting, hit me up at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
jackets or Jansen#8997))
[The feed shakes as Vyng walks through the inner compound of Trenchwood Farm. Behind him is a surprisingly cheery farmhouse. At the same time, a sharp clap of thunder pierces the sky some distance away.]
Looks like we've got some real nasty weather. On the plus side, if you catch the rainwater at just the right time? It's, like...the perfect temperature for boiling a pot of—
["YOU!" Tuck — a 7-foot-fall mountain of a man can be seen furiously pointing at a rooster in the background. "This is your fault!"]
Ahahah. One se—
[The feed goes dark. About 5 minutes later, Vyng's face fills the screen again. He takes a hefty CHOMP out of a raw zucchini.]
....Anyways. Me and these lovely ladies here— [The camera pans over a flock of chickens scratching around in the grass for treats, some of whom are wearing crocheted hats] —decided today's a great day for a sleepover. We've got snacks, we've got these beautiful fairy lights strung up around the compound. Oh, and, almost forgot—
[Endless sky fills the screen, along with walls of clouds surrounding the compound. But, like the eye of a hurricane, the air directly overhead is calm and clear.]
Storm shelters? Psh. Never heard of 'em. Over at Trenchwood Farm, storms shelter you. So, come on over. Hunker down. Bunk up with a feathered friend, and ride out the storm with us.
[The camera shifts back to Vyng's face, eyebrows raised.]
Or don't. I'm not your mom, do whatever you want.
[His expression grows more somber.]
On the other hand, I could use some aid in keepin' this storm off our collective butts over here. So if you can help out with spirit stuff? Weather stuff? Whatever stuff, honestly. That'd be amazing. All the farm animals would love you.
We'll make a fun time out of it. You know what they say: When life gives you a downpour, pour down some drinks and pass 'em around.
[He stares at the camera.]
But, no, seriously. Please help.
((OOC: Mariana is angry, and a brutal storm is raging on July 5th. Feel free to post to Vyng's log-starter here. Or make your own farm starter under the general storm thread. For further plotting, hit me up at
omg thanks for your patience
Hello there. Thanks for coming over. [And for someone he's never even met, to boot. What a nice guy! Vyng glances at the raincoat, and adds:] You didn't get burned on the way over here, did you?
no worries! no rush here <3
You're welcome- and no, a little damp. I wasn't aware burning was a risk. [he wouldn't be surprised. frankly he's used to pretty bad acid rain in his world so.]
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[But no harm done, it sounds like. He extends a pale hand — covered in purple fractal scars that snake up his arm and shimmer when they catch against the light.]
I'm Vyng, by the way.
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I suspect it will only get worse next month. Wouldn't want us to get complacent by offering a lull. [dry.] Where would you like protected? I should be able to cover two buildings, I think.
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[He drops his hand and looks toward the gated courtyard behind the house.]
Uhhh, I was thinking the stable and chicken house. The stable itself is pretty small, so...I was hoping we could cover some of the neighboring hoop houses along with that one.