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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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Ta-da.
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Wendy shoots up, the revelation that she was talking to a non-human not hurting nearly as much as it did the last time.]
Dude! That's...
[This face]
Awesome.
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That's... a refreshing reaction, actually.
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Heck yeah! I've seen a bunch of really weird things back home, it's not like I'm gonna be freaked out or anything.
[er] I mean, turning a bunch of colors isn't the weirdest thing I've ever seen.
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[ She will, however, put the bracelet back on after a moment. ]
I'd rather stick human-looking where I can here, though. But thanks for not freaking out.
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[Although apparently there are Dinosaurs under Gravity Falls. Hmm.]
No problem. It's... really not that big a deal to me. [A little smile.] But hey, if it helps.
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[ A little smile back! ] It really does.
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[But regardless! She smirks.] But, hey! What could go wrong here?
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Nothing at all, of course. [ TEEN SARCASM! ]
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[Wendy flips her phone open once more, waving it uselessly in the air. With a small, frustrated grunt, she shut it again.]
Dang.
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[ Thx, Avengers safety protocols! ]
Think we're in the mountains somewhere or something?
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Guess we'll have to find our way out of here the old fashioned way!
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[ She tosses her bracelet off again and takes... aim? At the wall, with one hand. ]
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That's... not supposed to do nothing.
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What was that supposed to do?
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[ She focuses for a second, then looks crestfallen. ]
... flying.
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[Or something. That's a thing though, she's seen Ford's journal.]
Booo, this place already sucks.
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[ She puts her bracelet back on and sighs. ]
At least if we want to have a dance party I've got everyone covered.
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That.... would honestly be pretty sweet. [SHE'D BE DOWN]
But, y'know. Probably after we get out of here, huh?
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Probably. But hey, if we end up stuck here long enough, why not?
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Eeeyy, that's the spirit. [Fingergun, wink. Parties are great, especially when no one's murdered.]
But if we're lucky, we won't be. so let's hope for that.
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[Halloween is pretty big where she comes from.]
Ghosts are banned, obviously.
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....Actually, that might be a thing.
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