The Exam: IC Community

Who's missing someone? We can work together to make sure everyone is safe and sound.

I, for one, am always excited to see a plague of darkness upon the land.

Even so, I’m looking forward to taking the risk of choosing the exit door at the next opportunity.

If anyone needs me, I'll be on the beach, trying not to get my cast wet.

I realize that some of you may not be interested in supporting a rebellion for a variety of reasons, be it the potential cost to you personally, the fear of retaliation, or the fact that you rolled on a bunch of us and you don't want us all to find out. And ind i'm not here to convince you. Your decisions are your own.

But for those of you who aren't interested in slowly starving to death in a Soviet Christmas Prison, I have a plan.

I think we've all noticed by now that most of the weapons we've been able to gather have been glorified gardening supplies. But those of us who've been to the yulelag all know that the prison has a pretty massive cache of axes and sharpeners. I think the move here is for as many of us as possible to go where the weapons are, and fight our way out.

WHO: Peggy & Lucifer
WHAT: Conversations while chopping down trees.
WHEN: Backdated. Day 4. Afternoon
WHERE: Yulelag
RATING: Low
STATUS: Complete

( You're going to take your chances that the exit will take you back to your life? )

Ingredients:

1 Chocolate Egg
1 Bottle of Rumple Minze
1 Can, Condensed milk

Exact measurements may vary.

Melt chocolate.
Mix with condensed milk and peppermint schnapps.

Drink until you forget you're here.

You're welcome.

Have no fear, the devil's here.

Hope you didn't miss me too much.

[Connor]
Tell me you have some charge left in that spare battery... I'm not sure how else to help Dolores.

[Zemo]
Hello, again.

[Ava]
Ho ho ho to you too. Miss me?

I do not feel so well.

WHO: Peggy Carter and Lucifer Morningstar
WHAT: Conversations at work, making dolls and painting blocks
WHEN: Day Two, Morning
WHERE: The Arstotzka Christmas Toy Factory
RATING: Low
STATUS: Complete

( Some child is going to have a delightfully pathetic Christmas with these. )

I thought I had escaped this kind of place when I went to America. Be cautious at the border, for those of you who are crossing. And if you're not doing so already, mind your rations. Who knows how reliable deliveries'll be.

My name is Dan... and I would be incredibly grateful if someone would come get this alcohol and take it somewhere away from me. Anywhere away.

Generally just... away. Is what I'm getting at.

This peppermentmint "Juice" is delicious.

I'm surprised they didn't gives us vodka. Maybe they're keeping the good stuff for themselves. Bas


[Dolores]
Better not stab me here!

Well that's an oopsie doodle dandy.

Hi, I'm Kobik! Where do I get more chocolatey eggs?

At least there doesn't seem to be a war on.

Steve Rogers

I'm torn between saving the schnapps for what's likely to come and raising a glass for lost friends.

But alcohol doesn't affect you, does it? Sometimes I forget It's still odd to me I'm not sure what to say

Did we lose anyone this time?

[Friends*]
I know I’ve spoken to some of you already but, those I haven’t, let me know you’re here and that you’re alright?

[Kylo Ren]
Can you feel it?


(*OOC: Feel free to assume based on previous conversations.)

Yellow keys, Green keys -- What do your rations look like? I think Yellow keys got less.

There's no place like home.

When the Open Mic begins to slow down, characters begin to make their exit. But when they leave Rose Apothecary, instead of reaching the street, they walk right into a hallway. They cannot return to the party, and one by one they must choose: Room 3, or Exit.

Feel Free to include a narrative about your character's choice on this post.

Since nobody else seems to be bothered, I've taken the liberty of making a list of potential perpetrators anyone I, Lucifer, can potentially think of, who may be behind our mass captivity. It is by no means an exhaustive list.

• My father. If anyone had already had a god complex... The caveat here is that it makes little sense that I wasn't included in the first round of experiments.


• My mother. Last I saw her I was literally sending her through a portal to create a new world. It would be just like her to then pull me into it. But again, this is round two.


• My brother. Has recently discovered that he was my father's favorite all along, enlarging his already oversized head. I have reason to believe he's got his powers back as well, AND he would definitely do a test run prior to bringing me in. Just maybe not such a gruesome test run.


• Someone else.


• One of us. Like that delightfully cheesy horror movie where their captor was the corpse on the floor all along, someone here is calling the shots.

Feel free to add to the list or name your best suspects!

Why.