In my right hand is a waffle

In my left is chocolate!

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26th-Nov-2011 01:49 am

[A. ❖ Locked to 5718 Cunningham and surrounding houses]
[Belgium wakes up underneath a pile of rubble. Though she's quite shaken, she manages at least sit up after pushing the larger pieces of what appears to be chunks of roof off of her.]

What is...what's going on here?

[She forces herself up and looks through the remains of what was once her house and the street she lived on. She notices all the dead bodies strewn about outside.]

Is everyone okay? If you're alive just say something!

[B. ❖ Around Downtown...or what's left of it anyways.]
[The sight of the town being blown to smithereens was more a little unnerving. Belgium can be seen with a small, slightly crushed and chard, box she managed to dig out of her basement looting some of the piles of rubble that were once stores and restaurants for supplies.]

[C. ❖ What's left of the park.]
[For the past couple weeks, she's walked passed this park but never really stopped to admire it. Now, like the rest of the town, it is obliterated. Belgium sits on one of the downed trees contemplating what she's going to do now, and if everyone that she knows and didn't run into on her looting spree is okay.]

...maybe I should just form a rescue team or somet--[she coughs]--h-hing.

Tags:!action, #day 1: bombfield, @event:peace/harmony/tranquility/union

Comments

26th-Nov-2011 09:07 pm (UTC) - A

[Did your not-husband the giant robot ever introduce himself?]

[Hopefully he did, because at this moment, he's pushing himself out of the ruin of the garage.]

weaponsparked.livejournal.com

27th-Nov-2011 06:37 am (UTC)

I guess it would be kind of a stupid question to ask if you're fine, huh?

doulikewaffles.livejournal.com

27th-Nov-2011 10:11 am (UTC)

Not really... given the fact it looks like a bomb hit this place.

[He picks a bit of the garage out of his arm before looking her up and down.]

What about you? Got all your parts?

weaponsparked.livejournal.com

28th-Nov-2011 03:35 am (UTC)

That's...true. ...any word from Adolf?

Yeah, I'm just a little banged up but otherwise I'm fine~!

doulikewaffles.livejournal.com

28th-Nov-2011 03:44 am (UTC)

I haven't seen him yet.

[Which is not good, especially considering he'd just told the boy he'd take care of him...]

Good. I don't know how to repair my own kind, much less organics.

weaponsparked.livejournal.com

28th-Nov-2011 05:24 am (UTC)

I'm starting to get worried I hope he's okay considering...well...our other kid didn't quite make it.

doulikewaffles.livejournal.com

27th-Nov-2011 06:21 pm (UTC) - C

[He'd spent hours looking, and it isn't until late in the afternoon that he's reached the park after looking at various other locations in the town.

And just like that, rounding some rubble and fallen trees, she's right there in front of him.

Belgium is in Mayfield, and as glad as he is to see her is as worried as he is that she's here.]

gezellighe.livejournal.com

28th-Nov-2011 04:15 am (UTC) - 1/2

doulikewaffles.livejournal.com

28th-Nov-2011 04:32 am (UTC)

Broer~! You're okay~.

doulikewaffles.livejournal.com

28th-Nov-2011 04:55 am (UTC)

[He'll stop short, when he really wants to hug her and grab her by the hand and pull her out of this dirty place. . . he'll simply sigh.]

I didn't know you were here.

gezellighe.livejournal.com

28th-Nov-2011 05:43 am (UTC)

You mean Spain didn't tell you I was here?

doulikewaffles.livejournal.com

28th-Nov-2011 06:05 am (UTC)

That idiot.

[Okay so now hugs. He's going to be embarrassed about this later. He gives great hugs, right?]

gezellighe.livejournal.com

28th-Nov-2011 10:16 pm (UTC)

I thought he would at least told you I was here.

Anyway, sorry for not letting you no earlier...I kinda have a job now.

Edited 2011-11-28 10:17 pm (UTC)

doulikewaffles.livejournal.com

28th-Nov-2011 10:50 pm (UTC)

You don't have to go to it.

[Huff. He'll try not to begrudge her, but it's hard. He was just so worried. . .]

This isn't a good place, we should go somewhere safer.

gezellighe.livejournal.com

29th-Nov-2011 12:34 am (UTC)

I kinda already knew that. The Bakery was destroyed in the bombing...so...I guess I don't have a job now.

Huh? Like wh--

doulikewaffles.livejournal.com

29th-Nov-2011 01:35 am (UTC)

[He'll pause while she coughs, not quite able to conceal the way his mouth turns even further downwards in concern.]

No, you don't ever have to go again.

[And then he'll hesitate before taking her hand firmly in his.]

We need to get inside somewhere.

gezellighe.livejournal.com

29th-Nov-2011 02:13 am (UTC)

Why?

My... my basement seems okay. Should we go there?

doulikewaffles.livejournal.com

1st-Dec-2011 06:24 am (UTC)

Because this town sees you as a human woman. It's not required.

[He'll just look at her, as if he's double-checking it's her, that she's well.]

My basement has food stored up.

gezellighe.livejournal.com

5th-Dec-2011 12:48 am (UTC)

I...I see. Though that guy on the phone really seemed like he needed me to come in that day he called.

Alright. I just hope Sideswipe manages to find Adolf...

doulikewaffles.livejournal.com

6th-Dec-2011 07:53 am (UTC)

They always sound like that.

If you go once every 3 days, you'll be okay.

[Leading her along a bit impatiently. . .]

Who is that?

gezellighe.livejournal.com

29th-Nov-2011 03:29 am (UTC) - A

Tsubaki is already outside what used to be her assigned house when Belgium emerged. She feels bad that this will be there first meeting, but better late than never.]

There seems to have been an explosion. The drones are mostly dead it looks like.

I'm sorry I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Tsubaki.

bestweaponever.livejournal.com

29th-Nov-2011 07:22 am (UTC)

I see. At least it's mostly drones, but still, I wonder who would have done something like this.

Oh...um...sorry about that I'm Belgium.

doulikewaffles.livejournal.com

8th-Dec-2011 06:44 am (UTC)

From what I've heard the people in charge around here aren't all that nice.

bestweaponever.livejournal.com

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