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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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[Ford scribbles something down in his notebook, which appears to have several pages filled already, and then gives Sylvia a sheepish little smile.]
Pardon me, that should have been my first question! It's very nice to meet you, Sylvia. I'm Ford.
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Nice to meet you too.
[... Although that notebook raises questions.]
Alright, what are you writing about me?
[It better be nothing rude.]
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Just some notes and observations. I'm a man of science. I've never met a Zbornak in all my travels, though. [A pause.] Could you spell that?
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[Note to self: try sneaking a look at Ford's notes at some point.]
I'm not exactly from your "Earth". I would have been surprised if you had run into someone like me.
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[He's muttering this to himself, not really to Sylvia, as he corrects his spelling.
He chuckles.]
Oh! Well, I've traveled to many dimensions and met many an alien species, so it's more surprising than you'd think.
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[Ford what are you saying.]
... You're joking right? Most of the humans I've run into have next to no idea that "aliens" even exist.
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[Sshh golden girls totally exists in the gravity falls-verse]
Not in the slightest. I'm a paranormal researcher, in fact. And I've studied my fair share of alien tech.
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Well, near my home, there was this big old alien spaceship that crashed in a ravine. I spent a whole lot of time down there, inspecting everything I could get my hands on that was still intact. It proved very useful. Not to mention the time I've spent on alien planets in other dimensions.
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[She... suspects nothing good considering it crashed.]
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So how come you seem to be so well verse in species from other planets when it feels like everyone else instantly thinks I'm a dangerous freak.
[She feels like he would know.]
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[He holds up his hands, waggling all twelve fingers.]
Although I've always felt a little like a dangerous freak, truth be told.
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[She's joking but frankly the fact Sylvia likes Ford upsets me why.]
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It's a plan. [Ford grins.] Never know what could pop up in a place like this.