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Foolish Mortals Mod Account ([personal profile] grimgrinningghosts) wrote in [community profile] 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.]
whistlenotchirp: (You should be whistling)

[personal profile] whistlenotchirp 2017-06-13 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
[He straightens his little jacket.] Didn't realize I wasn't allowed to dress up for the day...
terribibble: (he has no will of his own)

[personal profile] terribibble 2017-06-13 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
I didn't say you weren't, just -- I'm not used to seein' it, that's all, so it caught me off guard.

[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.]
whistlenotchirp: (This cricket's ready to talk you down)

[personal profile] whistlenotchirp 2017-06-13 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
Well, it was a gift, so, thanks for the compliment.

[A beautiful lady from the sky gave it to them and its swanky as all hell.]
terribibble: (a little bit nauseous)

[personal profile] terribibble 2017-06-13 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
You're welcome?

[Help]
whistlenotchirp: (Nobody listens to the conscience)

[personal profile] whistlenotchirp 2017-06-17 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Appreciated.

[Suffer forever.]
terribibble: (reduce him to a quantum state)

[personal profile] terribibble 2017-06-18 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
[He is pretty much resigning himself to suffering forever, yeah. Yikes.]

Well. [Awkward pause.] I oughta -- I should --

[He takes one awkward step backward. How do you disengage with a cricket?]
whistlenotchirp: (This cricket's ready to talk you down)

[personal profile] whistlenotchirp 2017-06-19 07:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh so he's sooooooooo uncomfortable to talk to. The nerve of young people. By this point, he just:]

Yeah, yeah, go on. Scoot! And think about what you did!