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Foolish Mortals Mod Account ([personal profile] grimgrinningghosts) wrote in [community profile] foolishmortals2017-05-06 11:18 pm
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THE MOCK WEEK

[You find yourself waking in a large dressing room, incredibly spacious, but in intense disarray. The bed is comfortable enough, and each room seems to be equipped with a working bathroom and shower, so it's at least livable. But aesthetically, the place has hit the floor.

The horrifying clock
mounted on the wall reads 9 am. After enough searching, you'll find a large tourist-y map of the studio on one of the dressers. An ominous note attached to the map with a paperclip reads "12PM WAITING AREA". It's not like you have any choice in the matter, seeing as there doesn't seem to be any way out.

Upon exiting the dressing room, you note a crooked star attached to the door bearing your name. There are 24 others like this, bearing names that you may or may not recognize. A quick tour around the studio reveals it to be in a similar state of disrepair, but something doesn't sit...right with you. Though the place is certainly creepy, you get strange vibes as you explore the building. As you move about the dust-filled halls of the abandoned building, you may spot movement out of the corner of your eye, or hear strange noises from behind you. It's nothing to be worried about, though...right?

At the very least, you'll find some comfort. The projection room and attached theater still seem to be in working order, though you'll have to manually grab one of the reels off the wall and start the thing yourself. In addition, the waiting area and lounge are both filled with reading materials, and the later features a large stage and a microphone. The commissary seems to replenish itself with food whenever you take your eyes off of it, ensuring that we won't be going hungry anytime soon. There are also cabinets full of ingredients and a small kitchen should you not trust whatever your benefactor is placing out for you.

Fortunately for them, the smaller individuals amongst your party won't find a great deal of difficulty moving around. Though their beds remain oversized, there seem to be appropriately-sized staircases and escalators placed about in appropriate spots, so as to make their lives easier. After all, they can't just keep relying on the others to get up to the cabinets and such, can they?

While you're waiting to find out what the deal here is, you might as well come out and socialize.]

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returntodarkness: (♥ Every light must fade)

[personal profile] returntodarkness 2017-05-09 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ansem does contemplate this. Although not for any good means. No, the look on his face is a dark one. It can't mean anything food. He could alter things, come out on top with that wretched brat who ruined so much... Perhaps he could move plans ahead even more... So much possibility, but... ]

...Time travel like that is never without strings attached. Such is its very nature. It has rules. One would have to be a god to remove those rules or otherwise circumvent them.

[ Can you tell his canon point is 3D? Because it is. ]
rollerscoater: Spraying perfume. (Default)

[personal profile] rollerscoater 2017-05-09 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
The man's utterly mad. Even if he could do such a thing...

[Though everyone here does seem to be from different times...?]
returntodarkness: (♥ Welcome the darkness into you)

[personal profile] returntodarkness 2017-05-10 12:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ansem would say "other worlds." ]

He cannot. The rules of traveling the river of time are such that you cannot alter the course of history.