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foolishmortals2017-06-11 04:17 am
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Introduction
[You wake up in a bed.
A rather comfy bed, but as you open your eyes, you realize that this room is not one you’ve ever been in before. And even the most villainous of you should notice that something is immediately very off by how morbid your room looks. While generally clean, it looked dark and like it was a part of a very old house.
And that “Rest in Peace” throw pillow really isn’t doing the room any favors.
Meanwhile, on the dresser on top of your new notebook, there is also a message:]
When the clock strikes 13 o’clock. You must all meet in the stretching room for a special announcement.
[Well, it would be rude to refuse an invitation, right?
As soon as you leave your room, you notice a stark difference between the bedroom and the rest of the building. It looked like it hadn’t been kept up in ages, and it shows with how everything is caked in dust or covered in cobwebs. But judging by the other bedroom doors, possibly with other people peering out at the same time you, at least you’re not alone in this strange situation.
As you explore the rest of the first floor of the mansion, you’ll come to realize that, besides the bedrooms, the whole place is rather decrepit and dimly lit. While all rooms may provide a great interest in you, the the bios of all your foolish mortals might be useful to you, especially if you enjoy finding out how much your new captor has learned about you.]
A rather comfy bed, but as you open your eyes, you realize that this room is not one you’ve ever been in before. And even the most villainous of you should notice that something is immediately very off by how morbid your room looks. While generally clean, it looked dark and like it was a part of a very old house.
And that “Rest in Peace” throw pillow really isn’t doing the room any favors.
Meanwhile, on the dresser on top of your new notebook, there is also a message:]
When the clock strikes 13 o’clock. You must all meet in the stretching room for a special announcement.
[Well, it would be rude to refuse an invitation, right?
As soon as you leave your room, you notice a stark difference between the bedroom and the rest of the building. It looked like it hadn’t been kept up in ages, and it shows with how everything is caked in dust or covered in cobwebs. But judging by the other bedroom doors, possibly with other people peering out at the same time you, at least you’re not alone in this strange situation.
As you explore the rest of the first floor of the mansion, you’ll come to realize that, besides the bedrooms, the whole place is rather decrepit and dimly lit. While all rooms may provide a great interest in you, the the bios of all your foolish mortals might be useful to you, especially if you enjoy finding out how much your new captor has learned about you.]
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[And she'll start by snatching her phone back out of Fiddleford's hands, and moving riiight up beside him as she holds her phone out.]
Okay, so like, smile!
[Hope he's prepared for the sudden- flash!]
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[He absolutely is not prepared. Please see icon for the beautiful, beautiful face he makes. Now it's immortalized for all time as a grainy jpg.]
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[YEAH that.
That sure is a face. Uh.]
There, see? Looks great.
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That is real neat, I have to say. What's the storage capacity like?
[It has to put the pictures somewhere, right? Is there a floppy disc in there? Like, a little tiny one?]
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I dunno, like... ten gigs? Maybe a little more?
[she's not one to look up the specs.]
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Gigs...?
[If this were Nick vs. CN and he were a Steven Universe character his eyes would be doing the thing. You know, the thing.]
Gigabytes?
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she's almost a bit nervous to answer his question.]
...Yeah? How else are you gonna have pictures and videos and stuff on it?
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Well of course, but... good lord, how much did that cost you? How'd they get it so small?
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And how much it cost? Well... [She turns it over in her hands a couple times, thinking.] Not... that much? It's not even this years model.