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foolishmortals2017-06-11 04:17 am
grimgrinningghosts) wrote in 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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No, you're definitely looking at an educated cricket, thank you very much.
[Maybe a little push.]
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[Do they have, like, little bug schools. Backupsmore had an awful lot of bugs in the dorms. Maybe they were actually attending.
He has the distinct feeling that he is two seconds from floating away like a balloon. This is by far the most surreal and distressing thing that's happened to him yet today.]
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W-Well, I know my suit's pretty darn swell [see him well up in pride.] but I can't say I've ever been close to enough money for something like that.
[1880 Italy dog]
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So where did you learn to talk? Or could you always...?
[He can't believe he's having this conversation but, hey, anything to kind of frame this in a context he can understand, even a little.]
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From my parents if I recall right. [The most patronizing voice.]
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[Right. Duh.]
Well what I mean is, where I'm from, crickets don't talk. Just, y'know, in general. Is it just somethin' your family does, or ... ?
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Maybe the crickets you know just like to keep to themselves! Never thought of that, eh?
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Well -- well, no, I can't say I have. They also don't wear little clothes and all so I thought it might be a special sort of thing. That's all. I don't mean any offense.
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[He can't believe he is trying desperately to stop a cricket from being cross with him. His need to be polite and his inability to deal with the strange are in direct opposition here.]
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[A beautiful lady from the sky gave it to them and its swanky as all hell.]
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[Help]
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[Suffer forever.]
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Well. [Awkward pause.] I oughta -- I should --
[He takes one awkward step backward. How do you disengage with a cricket?]
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Yeah, yeah, go on. Scoot! And think about what you did!