WHO: dextera, and others.
WHERE: the town.
WHEN: throughout november, labeled accordingly.
WHAT: some important prompts (following guren for a canon update), some not-so-important prompts (snow!), and eventually, possibly, quests.
WARNINGS: dextera’s existential despair is gonna be BIG in this post, plus definitely discussions of blood/gore (mostly for animals)!



i. LET IT SNOW (OPEN / PRIOR TO NOTICING NEW ARRIVALS)

[ when dextera wakes up the morning of the eighth, it seems that overnight the rain of the day before has turned to snow. he’s seen snow before, by now, but it didn’t stick the first time it fell. now, however, the ground is covered in an inch or two that’s getting a little thicker with every passing minute, and certainly with every passing hour.

dextera, true to form, is scrambling out of his room after catching a glimpse of the blinding white through the window, to go grab the chickens and usher them all inside their coop. it’s too cold for them! it’s also too cold for dextera, who forgot to put on his warm, protective coat, so he’s standing outside shivering trying to make sure that the chickens are safe. ]

ii. the suffering of christ (OPEN / AFTER THE NEW ARRIVALS)

a. [ dextera had followed guren into the woods. of course he had, of course, because guren had gotten up for seemingly no reason and wandered in—responding to nothing at all. no matter how much dextera tugged at his arm or tried to stand in the way, guren kept moving on as a man possessed. what this meant, what this means, is that dextera stumbles out of the woods alone a few hours later, at some point when the dawn breaks over the horizon and reflects on the ever-growing pristine snow. blood of various origins stains the path behind him.

he looks bad. he looks like he’s been in there for days, even though he was ostensibly only gone a few hours—there’s blood down his shirt, on his mouth, his fingers, dried and fresh in equal measure. the tentative light in his eyes that’s been blooming these past few months is extinguished entirely, but that’s only visible for a moment before he goes face down into the snow and stays there. ]


b. [ over the next few days following the above incident, anyone who knows both dextera and guren, and possibly even people who don’t, are going to receive a desperate message from his hex code in their inbox. possibly more than one, possibly several. ]

Wheredid he go?

c. [ until guren’s return, dextera is going to be in his room. definitely crying, maybe not eating, but he’s not going to fight anyone who comes in to check on him. ]

iii. WILDCARD

( here is everything else! assuming that the mini-event doesn’t fuck me right up with the timing of this, anyone can respond to those first two, but if you’d like to do something else, something more specific, or quests, let me know by PM or at pavaal! )