fandomhigh | How To Get By In A Hostile World, Wednesday

When the class met up in the Danger Shop this time, they'd find themselves in a forest in the middle of winter. To their left: a table full of winter jackets, scarves, rifles and socks. To their right: Atton.

"I had a friend over last weekend," he said. "She made a good point. See, I keep teaching you all about urban survival and how to deal with super-powered idiots trying to march all over you, but that might not be the only hostile world you're going to run into. Hell, some of this stuff, you can even apply in an urban environment - there's still animals to eat, if you're that down on your luck."

He pointed at the table. "Suit up," he called. "It's gonna be cold as soon as you cross that threshold over there. You've got 45 minutes until the sun sets, and you need something to eat. Your job is going to be to find some. I'd suggest shooting something and cooking it, but hey, you can try other ways if you want to. Once you have your food, you're going to want to get somewhere warm."

Beat.

"That's it. Good luck."

Oh boy.

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Like you were just told you're going into a winter wonderland to shoot Bambi. Or with your default. Whatever, LJ.

Edited 2014-10-01 11:14 (UTC)

Pray that he left the Danger Shop safeties on. (He did. But that doesn't make it less cold.)

Get your gear. Make sure it's snug and warm. (It's still not going to be warm enough. LAYERS.)

Edited 2014-10-01 11:15 (UTC)

So now you're stuck in the snowy forest by yourself. How do you survive?

Well, you can scrounge and hope you find some berries, or you can find a deer or a rabbit to shoot and cook. Or you can keep going and hope you find something somebody else killed; just don't be surprised if its wolfy killer is still hanging out nearby.

Once you're done, there's several cabins in the area - you just have to find them first.

Edited 2014-10-01 11:16 (UTC)

Who's probably not the most knowledgeable person in the room about the class, for once.

Who could do this easily and might even answer your questions if you can find him.

... He's hanging out by a campfire a little off the main path.

Edited 2014-10-01 11:18 (UTC)

This post can be blamed equally on

craftyladyparts and my current obsession with The Long Dark, which I totally picture this class looking like.

Sparkle

Sparkle knew how to stay warm! But... he had no idea what the hell to do with a rifle. At all. It wasn't as straightforward as the blaster that Atton had showed him how to use, back when there were sharks falling from the sky. Or the handgun that he'd killed the psychos with, that one time.

He was looking at the woods like maybe he was accepting that he was just a little out of his element, here.

Llwy found a slight workaround for LJ eating icons! You don't have to go back and edit if you click 'more options' instead of 'post comment,' and then select your icon. It's an extra step, but it's been working for me so far!

Ugh, what a day for Sparkle to wear short sleeves. Still, he was layering up as best as he could with what was available, and thinking about what he wouldn't give for those little heating pocket packet things.

What? Just because he was Canadian didn't mean he had to like the cold.

Sparkle had... a rifle he had no idea how to use, but he set out into the woods all the same. He was already set on finding a warm place to go first, as a home base to come back to in order to warm up when his toes and nose started to go numb. At least then he wouldn't have to worry about figuring out how to fire a rifle when he couldn't feel his hands.

He spent about as much time looking up for smoke as he did looking down for tracks, either human or animal. At this point he was already half tempted to see if he could live on a diet of sticks and bark, but if he'd learned anything while living on the streets, it was that the cold would kill you a whole hell of a lot faster than starvation would.

Warm place first, and then he'd teach himself how to fire a rifle or to rummaging for frozen nuts and berries or teach himself to ice fish or whatever.

Karina Lyle

Oh dude, thank you so much for that (and thank you to Llwy for finding it out). I was getting so tired of editing comments but also seeing my default CONSTANTLY.

It was totally going to be warm enough.

But then, Karina had a natural advantage when it came to the cold. So, yeah, she wasn't really layering up, though she shrugged on a few things so that she looked vaguely like she'd tried.

Normally she'd have tried harder, but she felt kinda bad for those who actually would need the stuff.

So, like, they could have it.

Not a problem! Added bonus, it saves people from being stuck on questions like, "Will I have time to edit this before the other person comments so it's not stuck at default forever?" And, "Are they gonna just leave this one at default or should I wait before commenting?"

Oh, LJ.

Karina was still not super concerned. She knew good and well how to use a rifle--her dad really did take her out hunting--and the cold was a non-issue.

She stomped through the snow, alert and, for once, actually in a rather good mood. This was weirdly nostalgic. Maybe she'd call her dad after class.

First, though, she had to find something to hunt. And shelter, she supposed, though that definitely wasn't her priority.

Yesss thank you for that!

Kaylin Neya

Kaylin had her daggers and felt much more confident in this setting than the others. The snow was a pain, but well, it was manageable. It didn't take her long to find and kill a rabbit. She carried it along as she searched for the cabins. It wasn't very hard for her to quarter the area and find one and then she settled in with a fire she made and the food she'd caught.

Anyone was welcome to join her if they saw her and were so inclined.

Garik Loran

Mara Jade

Mara added a few more layers than strictly necessary in order to look like she didn't know what she was doing, then picked up a weapon, feigning nervousness. "Don't suppose there's take-out in the woods?"

Once she got away from her classmates, Mara's pace turned much more professional and she stepped lightly around obstacles, eyes looking sharply around for predators and prey.

She killed a rabbit with a shot through its eye and then began looking for the shelters.

Joker Moreau

Joker's fabric-from-the-future clothes would give him a little more insulation than they looked like they should... but this was still going to suck some major ass.

He deliberately grabbed pants that were a few sizes too big, so he could pull them on overtop his leg braces... but that meant problems holding them up at the top and cuffing them at the bottom. And hoping they didn't come uncuffed and have him trip over them.

So, the problem with rifles was recoil. Joker didn't know how strong this rifle's was, and he didn't want to find out by squeezing the trigger and seeing whether or not his shoulder broke. He still didn't trust the Danger Shop to adjust itself for him.

So he pulled the gloves off again and spent a few moment looking up how to make a snare on his omnitool. Then he headed off into the wilderness... and completely failed at it. So he tried again. And again. And again. He finally had something that might actually work around the time his fingers went completely numb and stopped working properly.

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