Plague Knight walked up to the newcomer. "Here, I believe this would be more useful to you than to me at the moment," he said, handing Alex the coat from the former liquor store occupant. "You might need this as well," he said, handing Alex the sword as well. Then to Rex: "I have matches on me, but I believe it to be more prudent to light a fire while indoors, considering the current weather."

Ben crossed his arms and thought for a moment. "I'm a.... medium," he admitted, not sure he knew his exact size. "I dunno, I have a winter coat back at home. I didn't think I'd need it cause, y'know, I was on summer vacation back in my world. Why would I bring a winter coat?!" He slipped off the coat for the woman and gave it back to her, moving closer to Asgore to keep the fire close. He was chilly now, but pretty soon he would have a new outfit courtesy of the octopus over there.

Liquor Store

Adam eyed Alex, so many newcomers all arriving at one place. "Well if we are done, the next step is to head back to the Library and let Rick build is it not?" He was now beginning to feel a bit cold... considering everything.

"Alright, alright, let's get going, okay? W-we gotta do this quick," growled Rick, shivering in spite of his heavy parka and ski mask. "Fuck this asshole." he muttered to himself, dragging the tank of alcohol along on its makeshift ski harness.

After a few minutes of wandering through the increasingly chilly city, Rick, Morty, and any other followers eventually chanced upon Rick's lab. Since the previous day, the gaping hole in one side of the wall had been haphazardly patched up by some crudely welded metal.

"Yeah, this is, this is my lab, built it my *urp* self." said Rick absent-mindedly as he flicked on the lights and cranked up the thermostat to as high as it could go... although the room remained decidedly drafty. "Don't lick the metal or anything, okay? Don't wanna have to amputate any tongues today." The scientist grabbed a swivel chair from one corner of the room and rolled it across to the large central table, which had evolved into something resembling an automated workbench. Rick grabbed what looked like a jury-rigged TV remote off a counter^note  after sweeping a few empty bottles of scotch off the same surface and flicked it.

"Look, I'm very particular about this stuff, so... actually, just don't touch *hrk* anything. Took an *urp* took a while to set up." As Rick spoke, a diminutive wheeled robot ^note  which looked as though it had been built out of a variety of remote-controlled toys and an automatic vacuum cleaner rolled down the stairs, dragging what looked like an industrial-strength plastic tubing in one of its two waldoes. "Morty, open that tank, okay?" The robot chirped something in response and slipped the tubing over the frosty metal container of ethanol.

"Man, Rick..." said Morty, "you, uh, you really did a number on this place, huh?"

"Yeah, thanks, Morty. It's, uh, you know, still... makeshift and stuff," said Rick as he grabbed a screwdriver and set to work cobbling something together, "but here I can, I can do kind of shit that put Jerry's panties all in a *urp* twist. I got freedom to work here, baby!" After a few minutes of work, Rick's old makeshift life-support machine had been converted into some kind of portable pump hooked into both the tank of alcohol and something smaller. This new device was clearly built out of an old coffee maker; the clear plastic tank was now warm to the touch and filled with a clear, bubbling liquid. Protruding from the center of the device was a series of surgical tubing he'd scavenged during his looting spree two days ago. At the bottom of the device was something small, metallic, and faintly glowing.

Rick swung around in his chair with a manic grin plastered on his face and tossed the thing to Morty, who nearly fumbled the thing before securing it in his hand. "Uh... this is the thing?" he asked, looking at the makeshift contraption skeptically."

"You bet your *urp* you bet your bacon, Morty. It's a portable ethanol-powered liquid heater," he explained. "A few rapidly decaying at-*urp* atoms keep it nice and toasty."

"Rapid... rapidly decaying atoms?"

"It's fine, Morty, it's *urp* totally shielded. Your balls are safe, Morty... not that you'll *urp* ever need 'em, the way you're going."

"Aw man, Rick, that-that was, you gotta go a little easier on me, huh?"

"So what do you think of that, huh?" shouted Rick- who had already tuned out his grandson- to nobody in particular. "Up yours, bitch!" Rick raised both hands in the air and fired off a few obscene gestures at the sky, presumably at the mysterious entity running this entire operation.

edited 16th Dec '15 3:22:45 PM by Locoman

Outside the liquor store

Darth Marr turned on his lightsaber and Rex tried to inspect it not really knowing what it was made of.

"I swear I've seen this in a movie before, what is it?"

Plague Knight did have a match for Rex but he advised the teenager not to burn the books outside. Of course, Rex wasn't going to do that.

"I know the snow would put out the fire, I'm not stupid"

edited 24th Apr '16 8:29:52 PM by DeisTheAlcano

After Adam spoke, Twilight's eyes went wide and she displayed a rather silly-looking grin.

"A library? There's a library here?"

I hope nobody mentioned the library earlier and I just didn't notice.

Seeing the amount of newcomers pouring in...Intimidated Kieri slightly. She wasn't going to avoid them per say, but at the moment all the unfamiliarity was starting to get to her. She knew that she'd have to be in a lot less space to get her head back together, but she couldn't be completely alone either.

Then Rick started to go off on his own. That was something of a blessing in disguise for the Angel-wherever they were going, there would only be three others besides her (she assumed Legion would go with Rick and Morty, considering he was toting a good chunk of what Rick intended to work with). Still, the people Kieri had already met...Well, she didn't want them to worry.

She waited until Rick was out of earshot before speaking. "I'll g-go with them," she said "m-mostly j-just...Well, Rick s-seemed to be enjoying t-that alcohol a g-good deal, and s-someone p-probably needs to make sure he d-doesn't drink all of it..." It was a good excuse, she thought. And with luck, most everyone here would show up to...Wherever Rick decided to set up shop with his machine, and she will have composed herself a little better by then.

Kieri caught up with the small group quickly thanks to her wings, still shivering slightly in the heavy cold. Rick's Lab, drafty and smelling of booze as it was, was a welcome respite from the freezing weather outside. She would've liked a chair of some sort, but she didn't mind too much-if she got that tired, she'd just sit on the floor. Once she swept away some empty booze bottles, anyway.

Kieri couldn't help but wince a little from Rick's colorful language. Her Lingo was, admittably, shaky, but she was fairly certain that those were words one used as liberally as the elderly scientist was doing. Still, she had to admit, this makeshift lab Rick had set up. She had never seen anything quite like the little servant Rick had apparently made, for instance. Still, Rick's behavior made Kieri curious...

The Angel waved Morty over, deciding to ask him both to not interrupt Rick's working process and to not anger the scientist anymore than he already seemed to be. "M-Morty, is Rick always t-this...Enthusiastic?"

Specter Knight was still trying to ignore the cold, and the idea of fire was a welcome one. Maybe he could afford to be of some help, after all.

"Couldn't oils or resin keep a fire from going out?"

"....A talking horse." Alex muttered numbly. Then he shrugged and went along with it, deciding that "Twilight Sparkle" was the least weird among the group, including two weirdo knights and a miserable old drunk. "I'm Alex," he said bluntly, "And yeah. I was on my way to Thailand to compete in a Deathmatch tournament." He looked around and gave a shrug. "Not exactly Thailand." He looked at Plague Knight suspiciously and held up a hand. "I've got my jacket. Swords are for pussies."

edited 16th Dec '15 4:07:20 PM by SonOfSharknado

Meanwhile, at the abandoned gun store

Gon took an usued black tactical backpack, which seemed big enough to handle whatever he needs to load up. He then took a tactical vest, which had areas where armored plates can be inserted with a few pouches. Gon didn't see any armored plates, though he didn't have time to look over the pouches if they can be improvised to hold HE grenades.

"That's a start."

He took two combat slings. One for his beam rifle and the other for the grenade launcher he stashed away. The assassin secured the MP5N and placed it on safe case some whacko decides to use it against him.

He stashed what he got so far and moved to the backroom to secure ammo and magazines for his two pistols. He kept a red dot scope just in case.

That's it for now. I'll post again when Gon's finished.

edited 16th Dec '15 5:55:04 AM by Ominae

Rick's Workshop

Adam whistled at the workshop as he deposited the alcohol he had collected before the mad scientist.

"You've been very busy Rick. I'd say with a little more work this could be a nuclear bunker."

Temperature had still been falling dramatically when Legion had come across Rick's lab. For something that had been built by a human being out of what was obviously scrap metal, what Rick had done with it was extremely impressive. Despite his abrasive nature, the man was a savant. Or perhaps it was because he was a savant that he was abrasive. The geth had heard organic theories that smarter people had higher chances of depression.

It didn't notice Kieri behind it, mostly because there was a wheeled robot assistant. Legion stared at it for a few moments as Rick finished construction.

"Query. You utilize robotic assistants?" the geth asked Rick.

Clothing Shop

Mary stood perfectly still like she was told while the octopus took measures. To be honest she thought she only needed to find something that fit her, but apparently looking for new clothes was not as easy as she had thought. In fact, standing still was a bit hard to her, with how impatient she was.

Oh, she knew how to take advantage of the time!

"By the way, sir," the girl began, "I'm looking for some people I know in the city. Have you seen them?"

Underneath his mask, Plague Knight scowled at Alex concerning his derogatory comment about swords as he put the jacket back on.

"Good plan," he said to Kieri, brightening up to the angel. "Keep him from consuming the fuel source for his own invention. Porbably bound without outside restraint." After she left, he turned to Twilight. "Why yes, there is a large library in the very center of the city," he explained to the pony. "In fact it is one of the only fixed points in this realm, aside from the balconies surrounding the limits."

Then lastly to Spectre Knight. "Yes, but starting one out in the middle of the snow would be a waste of time and resources," he explained to his fellow knight. "It would need to be constantly observed so that it does not burn out, the water from the snow could saturate the oils, and the fact that the weather is steadily growing colder as time passes, as well as the intensifying snow, the fire itself would eventually become worthless."

edited 16th Dec '15 5:44:06 PM by UdtheImp

"Alright, medium, medium..." the woman muttered, gratefully taking the coat and hurriedly putting it back on. The clothing store may have been indoors, but it was still awfully cold without Asgore's fire being close by.

"I've seen plenty of people in the city young miss. You'll have to be more specific" the octopus said to Mary as it finished taking her measurements. "Tell me who you're looking for while I find you something that fits" he told Mary, lowering his posture to move a bit more quickly along the floor with his tentacles over to the girls' clothing section of the store.

"Here Ben, will this work?" the woman asked as she came back, handing him a blue coat with white sleeves.

edited 16th Dec '15 3:41:32 PM by FirockFinion

Liquor Store->Rick's Lab

Lune watched Rex talk with the hooded man. Although he seemed quite friendly to Rex, something seemed off with the hooded man's outfit. Was it the spikes, perhaps? It would be rude if she commented on that, though.

"Well, Rex", said Lune in a friendly manner. "It looks you're busy chatting with someone. I'm gonna check on that spiky-haired guy with the mono-brow and see what he's up to. See ya guys later!"

Lune dashed off in an attempt to catch up with Rick, Morty, Legion and that angel. For an old geezer, Rick is quite spry. Also, he was dragging off that tank of alcohol with little difficulty. Well, he had the help of the ski harness in pulling that tank around, but still. That angel was no slouch in moving quickly either. Her wings give her the advantage of flight after all.

After wandering the incredibly chilly city for a bit, Lune ran across a building with a patch of metal covering a hole in one of the walls. And then she saw Rick enthusiastically flipping off the sky with both of his hands. Boy, that earlier image of him being a reasonable figure just shattered in an instant. She resisted the urge to cover her face with both of her hands. She also overheard Legion asking if Rick used robotic assistants in his line of work.

edited 16th Dec '15 9:19:10 PM by josh6243

Outside the liquor store

Although Rick was leaving with (possibly) the only thing that could fix their freezing problem, he didn't really want to be killed by Rick in one of his crazy experiments so he decided to stay in the liquor store.

"Be careful, Rick doesn't seem to have a strong moral compass. Or one at all"

Rex walked up to Plague Knight demandind the matches, he could barely feel his fingers now.

"Enough chit-chat, give me the matches and let's build a fireplace!"

edited 24th Apr '16 8:29:22 PM by DeisTheAlcano

Clothing Shop

"Well... one of them is about as tall as me... and she has brown hair, and red eyes, and she dresses in white with a red skirt... oh, and with red shoes too!" Mary explained while the nice octopus went to pick some clothes for her. "Then another one is very very tall, with purple hair, and a bit that's darker right on top of it... and he has this coat that is torn all over. Oh, and he speaks like a lady too, but I'm not sure-wait, I know! I have them all in my sketchbook! I can show it to you!"

She instinctively reached for her bag, but realized that she didn't have it with her. Truth is, that bag was lying on the floor of the library, alongside the book she'd picked up earlier.

"Hmmm... I don't have it here..." the fabricated girl replied, slightly disappointed. "Too bad..."

In that gunstore

Gon checked the gun store one more time to make sure he didn't miss anything out. So far, he pilfered a submachine gun, misc gun accessories, 4x pistol magazines for his two sidearms, a vest and enough 9mm pistol ammo.

He didn't know if he should take the other sidearms. Right now, he was happy that the beam rifle Lune gave him is enough until things go FUBAR.

If there is a point.

"Time to go."

Gon zipped up the backpack and started to approach the back side of the store. He closed the door behind him, hoping that the store can be entered later on just in case.

He went back to the apartment he used to keep inventory and properly equip himself.

The next thing was to get something to eat.

Alex wandered into the liquor store and, upon not finding anyone actually working, grabbed a bottle of Jim Bean and walked right back out. He took a quick pull and kept walking, although he wasn't much interested in following the nerd squad. He wandered around and found his way to a clothing store. There had to be someone around here for him to fight. Christ, it was cold ,though.

Ben turned towards the woman as she approached with the coat. It looked a tad big on him, and blue wasn't exactly his color, but he'd take what he could get.

"Yeah, thanks," he told the woman, slipping on the coat. He looked kind of silly wearing the coat, as it was a bit baggy. However, he felt a lot warmer.

"All right, Ben, is it better now?" asked Asgore, smiling at him

"Christ, you're a big guy, aren't ya?" Alex muttered as he looked up... and up... and up... at the dude in armor with the little kid.

Twilight was slightly irritated by Alex's comment. "I am not a horse, I'm a pony."

But anyways, it seemed nobody was going to the library that was mentioned, and most of the group had gone to Rick's lab. Twilight decided to stay with the few stragglers at the liquor store, figuring they could use a little more help.

edited 17th Dec '15 6:09:30 PM by Cybersbe

"Neither of those sound familiar miss" the octopus said, using his tentacles to measure various winter clothing to find one that would fit Mary. He picked out a black, fluffy coat, and held it draped on one tentacle as he continued on to pick out a pair of dark green snow pants. "These should fit nicely; there are some fitting rooms in the back if you need a bit of privacy" he told Mary, handing her the coat and pants.

"All you'll need now is a hat" the octopus added, and moved over to start checking the hats.

Meanwhile, the rest of the ice tunneling group who had felt the need to grab some or more winter clothes regrouped near the front of the store and signaled to the woman that they were ready to go. "Alright, we're getting a move on. Ben, you can get the rest yourself, right? We'll be at the library if you still want to help" the woman told Ben, and pointed him to where he could get some winter pants and hats and such; a coat alone wouldn't be the best idea after all.

Then the group headed out of the clothing store and back into the winter weather, a few of them giving the newly arrived Alex a quick glance as he spoke to Asgore.