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foolishmortals2018-01-28 11:08 am
grimgrinningghosts) wrote in foolishmortals2018-01-28 11:08 am
Week 4
[Two more people died this week. Two children. And they died because of a freak accident. Despite all your protests, Randall refused to let Jane get away despite being innocent.
But there is a tiny ray of hope now, which comes in the form of the mirror. Now that the mirror is public information, you can see people you care about, even if they are dead and trapped in hell. Not only that, but you now now that someone is trying to save you all from the predicament that you're in. And this time there's a good chance that he won't turn out to be a heartless mass murderer!
Still, the ideas for the plan are vague and you have no idea when you will actually get out. It's hard to keep up hope when your only chance of living might still end with you horribly killed, isn't it?
At least you have a new floor and the ability to wash your clothes now.
26 guests remain.]
[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]
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But there is a tiny ray of hope now, which comes in the form of the mirror. Now that the mirror is public information, you can see people you care about, even if they are dead and trapped in hell. Not only that, but you now now that someone is trying to save you all from the predicament that you're in. And this time there's a good chance that he won't turn out to be a heartless mass murderer!
Still, the ideas for the plan are vague and you have no idea when you will actually get out. It's hard to keep up hope when your only chance of living might still end with you horribly killed, isn't it?
At least you have a new floor and the ability to wash your clothes now.
26 guests remain.]
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pool
Oh. Nevermind. He stares at the jello pool, debating whether or not he should still jump in. Then he spots Lekmet in...a...bathing suit?]
What's the point of wearin' it if you're just gonna get wet?
[And jello-y.]
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I have to wear something! It feels weird without my robes.
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[Says someone who never, ever wears clothes.]
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[HE DEFINITELY MEANS WEIRD SATANIC TATTOOS OR EMBARRASSING CLUMPS OF FUR.]
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I--I guess that is pretty important, yeah.
[He turns away from Lekmet, a bewildered expression on his face. Louis cautiously leans down to take a sniff of the pool jello. Smells heavily of chlorine and citrus.]
Blech. You can't even eat this stuff.
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It tastes bad, buuut I may have eaten some already.
[Good job diffusing the awkwardness, goatman.]
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I mean, I can't say I'm one to judge, but also...why?
[He's going to poke at the jello, now. After a minute, he submerges a single finger in it.]
This is sort of gross. Cool, but gross.
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[He shrugs, nonchalantly. He's eaten Negaduck's jello monstrosities before, and is quite surprised it's not poisoned beyond tasting bad.]
Right? I'm hoping it'll turn back to water soon, though. Swimming seems nice.
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[God, that seemed like a long time ago, even though it had only been a few weeks. The murders had definitely taken a toll on him emotionally.
He definitely enjoyed Lekmet's friendship, being the only animal-like creature that was more or less his size. The rodents were great, but he constantly feared he would inadvertently crush them. Except for maybe Rocket and Minnie, but they were different.]
It's been too long since I've swam in a big place like this...maybe by tomorrow this stuff'll be cleaned up? Things 'round here have a knack for returnin' to normal later.
[He starts to submerge his whole arm into the jello and scoops out a handful of it.]
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The plus side is, no more necessarily eating cans and that I'm temporarily free of Commission duties.
[The food here is actually pretty good! His priorities sure are elsewhere.]
I'm sure it will- I get the feeling that the life guard here is going to keep his boyfriend busy.
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[Now that makes him pause and glance towards the rule sign.]
Wait--Arrow? Are you sure we're talkin' about the same person? Who'd like that stuck-up ol' coot that much?
[He's just going to. Slowly. Descend into the jello and start sinking immediately.]
Um. This was a bad idea.
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[He doesn't go into detail; it's probably not important.
Somewhere in another multiverse, the writer questions the creator of this show's worldbuilding.]Probably in strange ways- There's so much tension between him, Rocket and Negaduck so strong you could cut it with a butter knife.
Actually, maybe that's a mental image nevermind- Oh no!
[Time to Hold]
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[louis: is hold
That still doesn't stop him from sinking even deeper into the jello. Gators are quite heavy. This was definitely a really bad idea.]
Oh, jeez. It's gonna take forever to get this jello outta my scales.
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[It's out there somewhere.]
I'd give it maybe twelve hours before this pool goes back to normal. Probably less--
[He is but an old goat and trying his best! Lekmet attempts to fly out the pool while carrying Louis. He's probably going to continue awkwardly holding him. Smart.]
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Ech. Now I smell like oranges! And, um, chlorine I guess.
[He tries to wipe off a little bit but it ends up sticking to his claws, as well.]
Hm. I guess a bath's in order later. With regular water.
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When I get my hooves on Negaduck, I'll drop him in the pool.
There's an open shower over there- I don't think it'll have jello so you're good! ...Need help?
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[haha...louis you have no idea]
Oh, they do? That's a relief.
[He tilts his head to the side.]
Sorry, what? Didn't catch that last bit.
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[
muffled screeching from the future]Oh! I-It's nothing, don't worry. H-Haha!
[He's backtracking from the last bit, fidgeting nervously now. Think, think think.]
W-Want to go grab food later? After you're done. [NAILED IT]
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Sure! Could use something to get rid of the taste of jello outta my mouth. Meet you in the kitchen in an hour?