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grimgrinningghosts) wrote in
foolishmortals2018-03-05 12:33 am
PRE-ENDGAME REUNION LOG
[For those of you who've touched the box, congrats, you made a good call.
You find yourselves sucked in to a black void, The Hollywood Tower Hotel stands in the distance. Everywhere you look, you'll see familiar faces and...amusement park rides. That's fine. Everybody ride Mr. Toad's Wild Ride with their significant others.
You still have work to do. You need to prevent this from ever happening again. But, for now, you need to be happy. Have fun.]
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(OOC: Welcome, friends! Round 3, with the help of the now-redeemed(?) Hades, has made their way to Deadland. The survivors of Round 1 and 2 will arrive approximately half an hour after this. You have approximately two hours ICly before Rod, Hades, Mickey and Ghostave discuss battleplans.
This is our cooldown log before the This will be the last log you have from us until Sunday, where we'll kick off the first phase of our great big gay endgame week. Feel free to make as many toplevels as you want until then.)
You find yourselves sucked in to a black void, The Hollywood Tower Hotel stands in the distance. Everywhere you look, you'll see familiar faces and...amusement park rides. That's fine. Everybody ride Mr. Toad's Wild Ride with their significant others.
You still have work to do. You need to prevent this from ever happening again. But, for now, you need to be happy. Have fun.]
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(OOC: Welcome, friends! Round 3, with the help of the now-redeemed(?) Hades, has made their way to Deadland. The survivors of Round 1 and 2 will arrive approximately half an hour after this. You have approximately two hours ICly before Rod, Hades, Mickey and Ghostave discuss battleplans.
This is our cooldown log before the This will be the last log you have from us until Sunday, where we'll kick off the first phase of our great big gay endgame week. Feel free to make as many toplevels as you want until then.)

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[He scrutinizes the jar, practically pressing his snout against the glass.]
You made all of these? By hand? Holy cow, man! This is so cool! Wish I could do stuff like this. Seems like my claws are only good for playin' music, heh.
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Music, how could I forget?! We got a music room! Quick, you have your trumpet?
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Psh. You kiddin' me? Never take my hands--or tail--off it!
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[hm]
It didn't come with me. But I got a different banjo from this room, maybe we can try somethin 'out!
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[Wait.] You play the banjo?! Every New Orleans jazz band ain't complete without one! Lead the way, man!
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[Wheeee it's right by the entrance to the music room, ready for use.]
What kinda jazz do you play? Anythin' you wanna try out?
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[There are so many things of jazz to choose from]
Welllll, I guess I mostly do Dixieland jazz--after all, it's the hottest music in New Orleans!
I do wanna try out my favorite song, though. S'called Dippermouth Blues--goes somethin' like this.
[He takes his trumpet in his claws and plays a little bit of the melody, trying to give Wander a sense of the time and the key.]
Think you can riff off of that?
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Now that's a song.
[He starts up a series of chords that he felt at the beginning of that song.]
Start from the top!
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A-one, a-two, a-one, two, three--!
[The music reverberates throughout the halls of the hotel. Tonight, Hell is celebrating the return of new and old friends!]