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Foolish Mortals Mod Account ([personal profile] grimgrinningghosts) wrote in [community profile] foolishmortals2017-07-09 11:31 am
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WEEK 5

[Wander and Sylvia are dead, the Ghost Host was snuffed out like a light, and Tarzan is nowhere to be seen. It seems like in an instant everything is changed, not just the circumstances, but the mansion itself. It feels like it's gotten significantly colder in the mansion, and you might also start seeing bugs out of the corner of you eyes, darting away into darkness the moment you try to focus on them.

And, starting this week, any and all ghosts are eerily absent but at the same time, no matter where you go, you feel like you're being watched by something. To make matters worse, the attic doors have been nailed open. 

But there are some bright spots in this week. When you wake up on Sunday, you'll find that you have a brand new tuxedo hanging up on your bedroom door, in your exact size. Later, if you're curious enough to try going from the second floor to the attic, you'll find that there's a whole new floor to explore, but this time it's just comprised of two rooms: a smallish but serviceable laundry room and an expansive casino with an attached bar.

Don't tell Jiminy about this he will have a heart attack.

Feel free to explore, but maybe you want to keep away from the Stretching Room for awhile. Somebody cut the noose on the hanging corpse.

17 guests remain.]


{OOC: Don't forget to fill our your Week 4 Activity Check!}
splitaseam: (well if i'm feelin antsy)

MOTIVE: Bring Back What Once Was Mine

[personal profile] splitaseam 2017-07-11 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tuesday rolls around again, and even with your host gone, the morning announcement comes around demanding everyone to gather in the casino hall. Once there, they'll see a large television screen mounted to the wall - with Oogie's voice sounding from anywhere and everywhere.]

Alright, bozos! Lets gets this over with!

[The television screen comes to life, playing multiple scenes from each remaining guests' life - including things that haven't happened to them yet.]

All this, boys, can be changed! Past, present and future - get away with murder and we'll change anything you like! No limits, no charge, so try your luck!

Oh, and one more thing.

I heard about all your...talk. Every time that old crone you guys used to have would do this, he'd leave and you guys would start calling him "weaksauce". So, one more thing! Just to butter your bread a little more.

[The television screens switch a different feed - a bound and gagged Tarzan thrashing wildly about what seems to be a prison cell.]

In addition to your weekly motive...from now on, every week you don't kill someone, we cut off one of his limbs.

Alright, we good here? Aight! Lets get this show on the road!

[The television screen switches back to the previous montage of clips, and will stay on this feed for the rest of the week.]
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[personal profile] toogoodforhim 2017-07-11 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lefou's clips are obviously his. Himself watching a man in a tan leather coat tie an unconscious old man to a tree. Getting on the back of a carriage and riding away. Anyone watching gets to see the tender way that the man in the tan leather coat chucks under Lefou's chin to make him meet his gaze, grips his shoulder in big hands and leans almost close enough to kiss him while Lefou tries to look anywhere else. The old man and a girl in a stunning golden dress being thrown into the back of a wagon and Lefou reaching for the man in the coat only to turn away.

His role in every shot is passive, but damning. His face is pale and his hands tremble at his sides, he has no concept of recording outside of portraits, he feels like he's been invaded down to his very thoughts and memories.

He's silent, watching the screen for a long moment before he turns and storms off to his room, slamming the door to room 103 closed behind him.]
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nobodyperfect: (Kid Seriousface)

[personal profile] nobodyperfect 2017-07-11 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lea's frozen, staring at his screen as it shows, from a third-person viewpoint, dark hordes approaching himself and a boy with blue hair. The other boy manages to push Lea into a building, but while he's doing so, a small black creature with long antenna and claws slashes at his back. He wheels about just in time for it to hit his face and throat instead. Before the scene resolves, it changes, a man in a black coat using fire and chakrams to fight off hundreds of strange, straitjacket-like monsters with zipper mouths. Then it changes again, to a scene of a toddler with frizzy red hair walking towards a woman with slightly darker hair.

That's the straw that breaks the camel's back, and he leaves, heading to his room. The clips continue. A man similar to the other man, but without his facial tattoos, summoning a weapon that looks like a key. A kid, barely older than Lea, lost, confused, and pressing his hand to his chest meeting an older man who gives him the name Axel. And more.]
chainbroke: (aihasuicons2)

[personal profile] chainbroke 2017-07-11 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She doesn't care that her own past and, apparently even if it's just her joining Kairi, future are on display. What she's most worried about is Lea. As if she ever needed any sort of confirmation that he'll become Axel in his future and her past... there it is.

He leaves, and Naminé follows. His door's closed by the time she gets to him, and she raises a hand to knock hesitantly. ]


... Lea?

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[personal profile] capulion 2017-07-11 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kiara doesn't know what a television is, or what a video tape is, but for once she doesn't need a translation. It's self-explanatory what's going on here. Her voice is a soft, distressed whisper.]

No...

[First seen is something even she herself hadn't seen- Kovu finding her limp body and carrying her out of the flames. It's embarrassing and it cuts so close to her heart. It aches, being apart from him. But it only gets worse. Her father stumbling back injured, being carried back to pride rock. Kovu being exiled from the pridelands.]

No...!

[The final clip pans in on Zira roaring a challenge to her father, and Simba meeting that challenge. They pace, prepare, and raise their paws.

There, the scene ends. Kiara loses her cool and her control on herself and calls out in distress, through her tears.]


Daddy!
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[personal profile] arpeggiositar 2017-07-11 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Demyx's life...for a moment there's a guy that looks like a slightly younger Demyx, even with a less pronounced mullet. He looks rather cheerful, learning to play a large string instrument he doesn't recognize]

That's...me? I don't remember...

[So that was him before his heart was ripped away? He remembered almost nothing from his time back then. Then comes the moment he was attacked by Heartless. It's not a pretty scene, and Demyx winces, stepping back.

His life in the Organization XIII is rather relaxed. Lounging around, playing his sitar, bantering with some of his companions in the castle -- all of them wearing the same black overcoat than him. Look, there's even the same redhead guy Lea saw in his screen, they get along -- and fighting. Bludgeoning strange creatures with the sitar. Doing some very impressive magic with water.

Then...he's going to fight that Sora kid. He does try. He looks ferocious, trying his best.

And he dies. He's defeated, dissolving in water and wisps of black smoke. Demyx gasps, horrified]


I'm going to die?!

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[personal profile] defyingfrigidity 2017-07-11 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[A chance to fix something that once went wrong? Oh god. Most of the other motives didn't hit Elsa hard, but this... this... so much of Elsa's life is made up of regrets and wishing she'd had the chance to change it all, and now it's all on display here.

First it's her and Anna, children playing in a snow-covered ballroom much like the one Elsa had made a few weeks ago. Jumping and laughing until Anna slips, Elsa tries to reach out, and a bolt of magic slams straight into Anna's head. Then it's... almost like a montage within a montage, of Elsa hiding with her back to a door, getting older and older but still sitting in the same position, knees pulled up to her chest and her head leaning forward. Then it's her coronation, her and Anna arguing, Elsa accidentally lashing out with her powers and running away as the fjord outside Arendelle Castle begins to freeze over and snow begins to fall. Elsa and Anna caught in the middle of a snowstorm indoors, Anna trying to reach out to her, Elsa's powers shooting out again and striking Anna in the chest.

Elsa running across the fjord again, away from the castle, only there's no a raging blizzard so intense it's impossible to see. A red-haired man with sideburns confronting her in the middle of the blizzard, yelling something that crushes Elsa. The man standing over Elsa, who had crumpled to the ground, a sword raised high in the air as he prepares to strike.

Anna. Anna running between them, holding out her hand to protect her sister, turning into clear blue ice the second the sword connects, shattering and sending the man flying. Elsa, clinging to her frozen sister and weeping.

And then... then, it's everything that the others have seen already. Anna's headless corpse falling out of the attic. Sophie, dead. Tadashi's last moments before his execution.

By the time it's over, Elsa's a pale, shaking mess. Seeing all of that again, all at once, it's too much, and before anyone can say anything, she turns to run out of the room.]
terribibble: (61 | REPLACE MY EYES)

[personal profile] terribibble 2017-07-11 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[The last few have been... okay. Bad, but okay. He could deal with a secret no one else had to know. He could deal with a vague photo with no real threat attached.

He cannot deal with this. Even before the clips start playing he cannot deal with the idea of people knowing everything he's done. He is still grappling with coming to terms with the enormity of how much he fucked up, how the hell is he going to handle other people knowing? He goes very stiff and his hands ball into fists at his sides. His foot starts tapping like he wants very, very badly to run up there and bodily put himself in front of the screen so that no one will see. He doesn't. It would just make it worse.

Scenes flash by out of order, out of context. He's recognizable in some of them:

He's in a dark room with no windows, wearing distinctive red robes just like the robes worn by the hooded figures standing around him. He opens a box and pulls a very odd gun out of it before twisting a dial on the side and then leveling it at an indistinct figure strapped into a chair.

He levels that same gun at a man recognizable immediately as a younger Ford.

He's in what looks to be some sort of basement with Ford. A scene plays out that he doesn't actually remember happening but knows about, at least, in theory. A lot of these are like that. And because it's his memory, what he saw is not a mystery.

He's in what looks like a trashed office with papers strewn all over and eyes with Xs drawn through them everywhere, hair and clothes unkempt, writing HELP ME in foot-high red letters on the wall.

Those would all be bad enough, but other clips sneak in. For those of you that don't know him it may be harder to pinpoint that that is him, because it sure doesn't look like it. But he knows, he knows because Ford always kept a very good visual record, that that scrawny old man crawling around in a junkyard and moving more like an animal than a person is him, and it makes him want to be sick.

He watches as his son -- and he knows it's his son, he would recognize Tate anywhere, even grown up -- turns him away. As teenagers vandalize the hovel he apparently managed to build for himself (and oh, great, that'll make it real clear to all of the other guests exactly who that is on the screen). As he struggles to wrestle a raccoon into a bag for god knows what reason.

Well. There goes all the friendships he's managed to start cultivating here. There goes any respect he might have managed to earn, because who could respect him after any of that?

He lets out a wounded sort of groan and puts his hands over his face.]
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[personal profile] ilovepuppies 2017-07-11 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Star's expression betrays no emotion as her nemesis the Bagman reappears. She doesn't even look worried when she sees herself on the screen. She doesn't regret anything she sees- well, okay, seeing Marco almost get flattened by Toffee's magic gives her pause, but it's not enough to make her want to go back and change the past.

But then she sees it. The mansion, and everyone she's been stuck with for a month. Her and Wander's epic floor is lava adventure. Trying to smash the conservatory's windows with Sylvia.

All this can be changed. No limits, no charge.

She could go back to that night. She could stop that guy- what's his name, Lawrence?- from hurting them. Why stop there? She could stop Anna from going into the attic. She could go to the music room in Sophie's place and stop Tadashi from doing something awful. She could be there helping Mulan and Karolina make salad instead of causing an accidental stabbing.

She could make it so none of this ever happened.

All she had to do was... well, if gets away with it, she could erase that, too. Like nothing ever happened.]

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[personal profile] whistlenotchirp 2017-07-11 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jiminy had to admit, he understood the temptation. Changing our mistakes instead of living with them... a lot of people would kill for that. But that's why he was here, to keep people grounded. To keep people from succumbing to their darker impulses. To keep these people sane and happy in the face of-

Several boys appear on the screen. They're destroying property, smoking, drinking, everything outside and in-between. At first it seems like they're attacking someone's fancy house, but then they move on to the rest of the amusement park. A bright, shining amusement park with ferris wheels and slot machines and anything that could entertain a young boy.

Including a wooden one that's strolled into view. Jiminy lets out a soft gasp before he clamps a hand over his mouth. Not the boy. Not the boy.

Before long, it cuts to the other boys again, alone and partying and laughing with each other. But then, one of the boys' laughter turns into a horrible honking. And then another boy grows big ears. Another screams as a long tail pops out of his backside. Skin to fur. Hands to hooves. Boy to donkeys.

They're all screaming. Screaming and honking for help, the police, their parents, anybody, to save them please please momma momma momma momma momma.

Jiminy's feet fall to the ground, body shaking violently. He's even starting to cry.
] I didn't- I couldn't- there-there was nothing I could do! I had to save Pinoc I couldn't- you have to understand!

[Given how little he understands technology... its unsure if he's talking to the screen, the other residents, or himself.]

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trashcubes: (gonna hide now okok)

[personal profile] trashcubes 2017-07-11 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[... Well I mean, aside from Earth being kind of dead as hell to get back to, there's not really anything that's particularly distressing for WALL-E here...

...That is, until the shift to Tarzan being bound and gagged occurs.]


Oh no!

[Please don't hurt him, the ape man has done nothing to deserve this???]

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[personal profile] amadeusrockette 2017-07-11 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Julia's clips are obviously hers. By now, everyone's seen her as both Toni and Julia depending on the day and how she does her hair, but her clips don't always make sense.

Actually, they're mostly of her playing piano. She's playing the piano through muscle memory, looking absolutely dead inside. She's playing a keyboard, but the confusion on her face makes it clear something is wrong. She's shrugging out of the jacket she no longer wears, playing piano and singing . . . something. She's younger, probably about ten, and playing the piano over and over and over because the man standing next to her tells her to. She's playing the keyboard, but this time she's clearly having fun.

Then, her last clip: her, standing outside an ornate school, yelling at a boy. I didn't want to lie to you. I wanted to - He yells back, obviously angry. What, ruin my band? Congratulations. You did.

She sinks to the floor as it plays, head down until Oogie Boogie speaks again and her head snaps up. No. No. As the television switches back to the clip show, Julia's got her head between her hands and is just. Sitting there on the floor.]

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[personal profile] sixfingeredstan 2017-07-11 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ford watches in sick dismay as clips of his own life begin to flash before him. As one of the oldest here, there's a lot of territory to cover, and it starts out with a punch to the gut: an eighteen-year-old Ford, easily recognizable, staring miserably down at his twin brother in the pouring rain, and then turning away from the window.

It's not all bad: there's a shot of Ford and Fiddleford, young and smooth-skinned, laughing over an issue of Popular Science in their dorm room. But then it cuts to Ford, unrolling an ancient scroll, following a ritual to summon a demon.

It's all down the rabbit hole from him. There's Ford sitting cross-legged in a room laden with triangle motifs. Ford's eyes, close up, opening to reveal yellow slit eyes.

There's Ford, standing in front of a huge, glowing portal, desperately hauling back on a rope coming out of the center.

Ford, turning away from Fiddleford in anger, watching him leave.

Ford, gritting his teeth as someone's hand stitches up his shaven scalp, the glint of metal visible underneath the skin.

Fighting his twin brother. Shoving. Losing control. Falling into the portal, screaming silently for his brother to help him.

Things get fuzzy. Dark. Desperate. Flashes of claws, blinding lights, handcuffs and jails and weapons.

A shot of Ford in chains, electricity wracking every inch of his body, writhing in pain.

Ford, using that ray gun from Fiddleford's clips on his own twin brother.

There's only one memory Ford doesn't recognize, and it's the hardest to watch. Himself, older and grayer, clutching at his chest in the bottom of a boat among oars and nets. Going limp in his brother's arms.

His head hangs, and he turns away from the screen, unable to even muster anger at the sight of Tarzan in captivity. It's all so much. Too much. There are too many things he regrets, things he wishes could have gone differently. Even more than were shown.

He's been thinking this an alarming amount lately, but he needs a drink.]
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aboyandhiscar: (keep the enemy in sight)

[personal profile] aboyandhiscar 2017-07-11 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[Every scene is flickering so fast, people Mike knows, strangers, friends, enemies--he's easy to pick out. Some images flash of him in Kane's military, happily saluting, others fast forward to him chained to a wall, with a video feed of a city burning. Some images are just blurs, high speed car races, while others are worrying, as Mike looks as if. . .he's going to throw some sort of hostage off a building? Weird.

But he doesn't budge or frown, only staring intensely at the TV. His eyes twitch when it flashes from their lives and switches to Tarzan, and he finally grits his teeth. He takes a deep breath, and then calls out.]


This isn't going to break us.

No matter what you offer, it's not going to work. You can't change the past. We can't change the past. Even if it's full of hurt, full of mistakes and regret. . .it is what is.

But we can shape our own futures, and do what we can here, where we stand in the presence. And right now? We're gonna find a way to help Tarzan without sinking to your level.

No matter what happens--we're gonna be better for it.

[THAT SAID time for him to go pat people on the back jeezus.]
pardonmylanguage: wat? (what)

[personal profile] pardonmylanguage 2017-07-12 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Tip winces as the screen before her reflects the full extent of the alien invasion-people and monuments vaporized, every human packed into a single state-and her own involvement in it-infiltrating the Gorg ship, discovering their cat allergy, pressing a button to send thousands of cloned cats throughout Happy Mouse Kingdom. The reveal that the little brother she's been talking about is an alien. And then...things she hasn't seen yet, flying to the moon with J. Lo, getting separated, getting into a car chase, meeting J. Lo's future self...]

...wait, what was that?
chainbroke: (aihasuicons2)

[personal profile] chainbroke 2017-07-12 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ Seeing it all laid out like this, for everyone to see... Naminé is shaken, to say the least. She's had enough talks about manipulation and mistakes that she probably isn't as affected as she might be. But even still... seeing it again, from this point of view? Herself, a viewer rather than a player...

Axel, more detached than she remembers him being so recently.

Does it hurt, Naminé? Watching your two childhood friends fight all because of you? You have my sympathies. From the heart. But don't waste your time. We Nobodies can never hope to be somebodies.

Marluxia, tall and intimidating.

I've been entrusted this castle and Naminé by our leader.

Rejoice, Naminé. The time is near for you to meet the hero that you've been longing for. All you need do is layer Sora's memories, and bring his heart closer to you.


Herself, talking to a boy with spiky brown hair.

I was lonely for so long. I just couldn't bear it anymore. So I called out to your heart and had you come all the way out to this place.

Marluxia, his hand on her head, daring Axel to attack again. Marluxia, ordering her to crush Sora's heart completely. Naminé, refusing to follow his orders anymore. And then her watching Sora enter the pod, her in Twilight Town, ever present and watching over a boy with blond hair and blue eyes. Patching up Axel's coat, when he'd torn it.

Saying goodbye to Axel, ice creams in hand. There are tears in her eyes, here.

And finally, Naminé dissolving into light as she joins Kairi atop a white tower in the middle of a void of blackness. She watches silently, and when it's over, Naminé looks... relieved? Yes, relieved. ]
kindaruledatit: (Sorry dude)

[personal profile] kindaruledatit 2017-07-15 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Wendy doesn't look too nervous as the clips of her began. Why would she be? And that doesn't seem to change for the most part either.

She sees the world through the eyes of her younger self, punching a young Robbie in the mouth. Heh. Whatever happened, he probably deserved it.

It skips forward. She sees herself hanging out in the Dusk 2 Dawn with Dipper and Mabel. Happy, smiling and laughing. It's all so perfect, right before you realize you're making a huge mistake.

It stings, but then it goes further. She's breaking into the Unicorn lair, directly disobeying Mabel. Then she's arguing with all her friends, yelling about how she'll tear Tambry's hair out.

And then... it skips ahead. It skips over the entirety of Weirdmageddon. Wendy sees herself in the mansion. She's talking to Karolina, laughing with her.

Then she sees herself looking over Karolina's dead body, vainly putting the bracelet on her limp wrist. Nothing. Not even a change of color.

The message is clear. Change the past, change the future. Maybe, if she was actually awake at the time...

She rubs her arm, clearly deep in thought, but doesn't say a word.
]
terribibble: (29 | sir i'm so sorry i didn't realize)

[personal profile] terribibble 2017-07-11 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[All the work Fiddleford's been doing over the past few weeks toward getting a better handle on himself is gone. What's the point now that everyone knows about what he's done, now that it's playing over and over for anyone who wants to go into the casino and look? What's the point when a man he actually was getting to like is tied up in a cell somewhere as -- as some kind of sick incentive?

He spends a good portion of time right after the announcements in the bar. Nothing is stopping him from going behind the counter and just grabbing himself an entire bottle of whiskey to drink, so that's exactly what he does. Directly from the bottle, too. He doesn't have the ray and he can't really forget but by god he is going to numb this at least.

Later, once the whiskey is in his system proper... well, he feels better for a given value of 'better', but he doesn't have any more of a grip on himself than before. He's parked himself outside in the graveyard with his banjo, leaned up against one of the decrepit trees. Despite definitely not being sober his playing is still near-perfect. Some things you just don't lose. At least when he's playing he's distracted. It's something to do with his hands that's not tearing his own hair out, which he's almost done a couple of times today. God, he's backsliding so bad.

Certain people will also find notes slipped under their doors. There is one for Star. There is one for Elsa. There is one for everyone they've lost, which he leaves folded into the smallest square possible at the memorial in the foyer. What's written on it is between him and them.]
ilovepuppies: (Stardust Daisy Devastation)

[personal profile] ilovepuppies 2017-07-11 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Fiddleford.

She finds him in the graveyard, past all the tombstones she knocked over in her rage last Friday. She has the note in her hand as she stares at him blankly.]
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[personal profile] sixfingeredstan 2017-07-11 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tuesdays around here are generally never good, but today...today is especially bad. It's almost as bad as if someone had died already. And for the first time, Ford is afraid. What if he ends up in the wrong time in the wrong place, like Sophie had? What if someone gives in? It's enough to drive anyone to drink, especially taking into consideration how worried he is about Fiddleford. Taking into consideration that he's now seen some things he had no idea about.

One hand gropes at his scalp, feeling for the rigid steel plate underneath. Safe. But what's missing? What happened?

What did Fiddleford erase?

He's sitting on the floor behind the bar when Fiddleford comes back behind it, his back pressed against the cool metal door of the lowboy cooler. He looks up at the familiar figure coming around the side and his stomach drops. Ford holds up the bottle of brandy in his hand.]


Seems like we had the same idea.

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Graveyard

[personal profile] defyingfrigidity 2017-07-12 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
[It takes a while for Elsa to emerge from her room, after that latest mess of a motive. Seeing all of that again, seeing every single screwup in her life, every time she's hurt Anna, been useless in protecting Anna and her friends... and being given the chance to change it? This is the first time where Elsa's paused when the week's motives were presented, and that terrifies her.

But... she comes out eventually, mostly because of the letter she found slipped under her door. It feels... wrong, to just ignore it, so she'll roam the mansion, looking for the man. It doesn't take long to find him, of course, between there not being many places to look and the sounds of banjo music, but she'll hold off speaking just yet. She'll let him finish his song first.]


... Fiddleford?

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[personal profile] toogoodforhim 2017-07-12 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Lefou may have stormed off to his room, but it's not long after that he comes back out, with a bundle of sheets in his arms and a determined look on his face. He heads straight up to the casino and...

Okay, listen, this is a good idea, but he's 5'8" in heels and this TV is not easy for him to cover the entirety of. So there's a lot of jumping and flinging, like the most ineffectual net-throwing ever, and also a couple times where he almost falls off of one of his heels and has to brace himself against the nearby craps table to not hit the floor.

Once that's done, he retires to the bar to sit on one of the stools and glare in the direction of the covered-up TV while he nurses a bottle of wine.

And then a second one. It's fine. He's fine.

The door to Room 103 is cracked open, tonight.]
terribibble: (70 | and then maybe we make a friend)

[personal profile] terribibble 2017-07-12 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Guess who's been behind this bar nursing an entire bottle of whiskey for a while? This guy. He probably could have helped Lefou put up that sheet, being nearly 6'3'' and all, but he was busy. Y'know, with the whiskey.

It's been a very long, very bad day, okay. When he realizes he has company he decides to stand up, which is a process that involves a lot of wobbling and misjudging exactly where his long limbs are at any given time. Finally he manages to brace himself on the counter with the hand not still clutching the bottle, allowing him to drag himself upright like the Swamp Thing's hick cousin rising from the bayou.

He's doing great. Obviously.]


Hhhhey. Hello.
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pardonmylanguage: wat? (what)

TV

[personal profile] pardonmylanguage 2017-07-12 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Tip stares for a while before walking over.] Um...need help with that? [Maybe they can do it if she sits on his shoulders or something? Or vice versa?]

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