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foolishmortals2018-02-04 12:34 pm
grimgrinningghosts) wrote in foolishmortals2018-02-04 12:34 pm
Week 5
[...So that was a mess. All of it was a mess, and things don't look to be improving any time soon. With tensions at an all-time high and conditions worsened, it seems pretty safe to say that this whole week promises a great deal of foreboding atmosphere.
But, hey, things aren't entirely bad. Just as Randall promised, you're now able to leave the Manor!
Just don't stay out there for too long. There's still a lot of you, and you just can't afford to lose numbers.
24 guests remain]
[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]
[OOC: and don't forget to fill out this week's activity check!]
But, hey, things aren't entirely bad. Just as Randall promised, you're now able to leave the Manor!
Just don't stay out there for too long. There's still a lot of you, and you just can't afford to lose numbers.
24 guests remain]
[OOC: and don't forget to fill out this week's activity check!]
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Oh. Oh. He drops to his knees, staring into the darkness. It's cold. He can't stay out here for long. He hears something--someone?--out there, and can't help but calling out.]
H-Hello?
1/2
As soon as it's noticed, it flies off, vanishing into the void.]
2/2
[Hey, goatman, maybe it's not a good idea to jumpscare an alligator whose maw could cover Lekmet's entire head.]
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[He jumps a sheer three feet into the air, tail sticking straight up into the air like a frightened cat. He turns to run into the foyer before accidentally slamming his snout against the closed door and falling on his back.]
What the hell are you doin' out here?!
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I was looking around! There's not much to look at.
Could've sworn I saw something.
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Well, don't get carried away--you definitely don't wanna get stuck out here. What if someone locks you outside?
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[He then perks up all of a sudden, in the midst of dead silence]
Did you hear that? It sounds like someones screaming out there.
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[He falls silent for a minute, listening to the darkness.]
What are you talking about? There's only whispering out there.
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[It's like another jumpscare that only Lekmet could ear; right in his ear too.
Karma, probably.]I CAN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT IT'S SAYING!
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L-Lekmet, there's nothin' out here! W...Why don't we go inside, y-yeah?
[He starts tugging at his hoof, trying to drag him back into the foyer.]
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Lekmet. Lekmet! Are you okay?!
[poke the goat]
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Perhaps some drink in the kitchen might help?]
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He tugs Lekmet along hurriedly, occasionally glancing back to see if the goat's doing okay.]
Okay, we're gonna head to the kitchen, okay? Gonna help calm you down.
[When they reach the kitchen, Louis goes to fetch a glass of water and holds it out for Lekmet. WATER FIXES EVERYTHING RIGHT]
Here. Take this. S'like when you n' Minnie helped me out, right?
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Ever seen a goat blush? It's not exactly possible, but he does heat up a bit. He drinks the whole glass before speaking.]
Hhhhhhyeah!
...I think it left? Is it gone?
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Yes. It's gone. I don't think...it's a good idea to head out there again, yeah?
How are you feelin'?
[His expression shows concern--probably moreso than usual.]
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Strange how the manor feels much, much safer than... y-yeah..
[He pulls his cloak and wings closer for warmth.]
I feel a bit cold. That thing must be some kind pf psychic spell.
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[He takes back the empty class and places it in the sink.] Here, why don't we get some blankets or somethin' you can wear? Maybe that'll help. Even if its a spell, it's gotta wear of sometime, yeah?
[He starts walking off, then gestures for Lekmet to follow. He makes his way towards the bedrooms.]
What number is your room, again?
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[Wow, he's really out of it. Lekmet's room is fairly organized and clean; all his items are arranged neatly on a table. There's some food as well, especially beignets and chicken nuggets.]
I hope so. This thing can't maintain magic this powerful forever.
[He's mumbling now, still dazed. Would it be strange if they did that post-afterparty thing again? That was the coziest sleep he's had, ever. Anyhow, the goat's super chill with sharing his personal space, half-expecting to share a bed with the gaytor.]
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[He pushes the door open and immediately catches sight on the beignets. Pulling Lekmet inside, Louis lets go of his hoof and goes to retrieve the blankets from the bed. He drapes them around him like a thick, multi-layered cloak.]
There! Looks comfy. I'll take my payment in the form of a beignet. Now, if I was warm-blooded, I'd hold ya 'till the chill went away.
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Please help yourself to all of it, if you'd like. I should look for a recipe for it in the library sometime.
I appreciate the sentiment, Louis, Thank you. I'll offer the same, if you ever need a living space heater, feel free to stop by here-- Minnie too, if she wants-- anytime.
[Smooth as silk, man.]