MASK OR MENACE

WHO: Robb Stark & You!
WHERE: Around De Chima
WHEN: 4th of September
WHAT: A lot of things, some angst too
WARNINGS: none


Open – De Chima (streets)
The way from the city to the farmhouse is long but still familiar to Robb. The modern ways of this place does not unsettle him as much as they used to, yet he also doesn’t feel curious anymore. At first the cars, computers and the existence of cotton candy had amazed him but now he did not feel much. The urge to return for home is stronger than it has been before. Robb did not feel like wasting his time here while leaving his men and duties behind. It made him feel agitated and extremely restless.

For those who have met Robb before it seems that he has grown a bit taller and the expression on his face is no longer that of a boy discovering the world. No, his features have hardened and there seems to be a distant look in his eyes. The direwolf that accompanies him has grown quite big as well, pretty much the size of a small horse. At times people express their amazement but there are also moments where they show fear.


Open – De Chima (a burger place)
It is not easy to travel from the front of a castle with an arrow in your arm to this place and eventually Robb decides to enter one of the inns that sell these hamburgers. It shows on his face that he is not really in a mood for communication and after receiving his hamburger he picks a small table in the back of the restaurant to do some serious brooding.

He wonders if they still expect him to attend the school and would he still have that job at the ice parlor. Would his father still be here? And his mother? What about his sister and brother? And that bloody turncloak Theon Greyjoy? And the friends he made? Would things have changed that much here as they did for him back in Westeros? After all, what they said came true. They did crown him king and he had no memories of being in this realm when he arrived back home.

Robb rubs his face and sighs. Gods be good, what would his father say? Would he be proud of him?

( some )

WHO: Robb Stark & You!
WHERE: Various places
WHEN: 6th / 7th of July
WHAT: A variety of things
WARNINGS: bullying, that's never fun :(

After school
Robb has never been bullied in his entire life. And there has never been any stranger who dared to call the oldest son of Eddard Stark, heir to Winterfell itself, any names. Of course there were japes and laughter, but it was never meant out of malice. Modern kids thought differently, though. Not even his position as an ImPort can change this, apparently.

So he can be seen in front of the school, fighting it out with a slightly larger, blond boy. Some curses can be heard and some punches can be seen. No way in seven hells Robb is going to be craven and run from a fight.

Back home
Robb is in a very, very bad mood because of what happened at school. Also, he hates school and he wishes they could bring Maester Luwin here to teach him the things he had to know. Of course, he has landed a few punches but the other boy returned them just as good.

He slips inside the farm with a swollen cheek and a bruised ego, hoping that none of his siblings will see him. Or his lord father, that would be even worse.

In the woods
Not far from the farm where he lives there is a small group of trees. It is too small to call it a forest but green enough to give him a feeling that he’s far away from the big city. It is a bit of a cold day and he is dressed in a pair of jeans, a leather jerkin and a warm cloak. He could also wear his modern coat but the fabric felt strange and some sort of slippery. Silk, but the wrong way.

It is still a bit of a sore point that he has no real sword. Every hero needs a real sword, this wooden one was good for practice but when it came to actual cutting it is nothing but useless.

In his free time Robb has made a couple of dummies for practice. It is not much, just two man-shaped forms made out of branches and some rope. Before attacking them Robb takes on the stance Ser Rodrik has taught him, keeping his sword close to his chest before he strikes. After that he breathes out loudly and rams his wooden sword into one of the dummy. First a bit careful, then somewhat harder. And finally he simply unleashes his fury to stomp the bloody thing in the ground.r

WHO: Robb Stark & those who live in the Farm House
WHERE: The Farm House, De Chima
WHEN: A little bit backdated to the beginning of April
WHAT: Robb moves in!
WARNINGS: n/a

[Closed to Catelyn]
Robb's eyes widen when he catches sight of his mother sitting there. Still, he remains silent, hidden. He wonders if she has aged the way his siblings all did. They are from the future and probably know him as a man grown. As a lord, maybe. Or maybe just as Robb.

"Mother?" he finally says, stepping out of the shadow. "It is good to see you. It is a shame father could not come. Or...well, that they did not ask for him."

He flashes her a smile before he sits across her, reaching out to pour a bit of water for himself.


[Open to everyone inside said Farm House]
Jon has been right, it is far more quiet here. Robb sits on his new bed and busies himself with folding the clothes he has and putting his few belongings away. After that he shuffles forward to look out of the window. In a way he misses the sound of cars and people. And that is odd, especially since Winterfell wasn't extremely loud either. At least, not always.

After a long moment of gazing he heads for the kitchen to pick two apples out of the basket. He is planning to go outside and do some exploring.