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foolishmortals2017-05-06 11:18 pm
grimgrinningghosts) wrote in 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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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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OH YEAH?! And why's that?
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Oh yeah? Well, I've never even heard of a planet "California" before, so maybe your "United States" aren't so great!
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[Hey Hater's done a good somehow! Because that actually causes Anna to speak out again.]
Are you really a government official?
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...Of the United States?
[She's got a thought don't mind her]
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[Ok, she's thinking, she's thinking, gotta think, even if she doesn't know where this United States is she's got thoughts]
...so...does your United States government allow judges to just...kidnap people from other places without their knowledge? Because that doesn't sound like very judge-y behavior to me. In fact, you know what? I think he's got a point.
[She actually has to think a little like a princess for this. Thanks, Hater.]
Even if he's violent and rude and totally threatened to try and invade Arendelle, how can you hold him accountable in this place for anything he does when he's never even heard of your country? Or me? Or Elsa? We're not from the United States, we're from Arendelle! Or...the cricket, or the mouse...or...the deaver...
Actually, hang on, how many of us aren't from this United States place anyways?!
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I do what I want.
[thanks ron swanson]
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[Yeeeeah you're not a real judge are you]
Then I'll do what I want and find a way that isn't yours. I'm not murdering anyone, thank you very much!
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Sure, why not.]
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