"Then how did we end up here?"
"Was it a natural occurrence? Did we just happen to fall into wormholes that naturally appear and also happen to change us in major but harmless ways?"
"Because that seems unlikely to me!"
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone else"I'd assume the latter, honestly", said Mikaela, "Freaking out over it won't accomplish anything."
"Easy for you to say. You're not going crazy." Erin interjected quietly, with a certain steel to her voice.
[forum cryptid: it/it's]...Crazy how exactly? O__O'
[Steps slightly away from Erin]
Erin turned their head.
"Do you really want to know?" they asked, pushing their door open.
Edited by ImmortalFaust on Jul 4th 2018 at 7:01:43 AM
[forum cryptid: it/it's]Megan, for her part, was staying out of the conversation, and was doing her damnedest to seem like she was meditating intently while sitting in the seiza style, thinking on... something. She probably was just trying to not say anything that would blow her cover right now. Someone might notice that the pose was slightly different in several ways from the actual seiza position, or perhaps they wouldn't. It would depend on if they looked for that or not.
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalous"Well I really want to know."
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone elseErin flicked the lights in their room on, and-
-Paper all over the walls, floor to ceiling-
-inscribed with an unsettling, measured script in cursive-
-not a space of active imagination but a visual cacophony of ink and parchment-
-Only their bed remained somewhat untouched by this apparent obsession-
[forum cryptid: it/it's]Megan slowly turned her head, just enough to crack open one eye and get a glimpse of what was going on. The Council would probably want to hear about this sooner rather than later, given the amount of crazy going on in just the one room. Even from the tiny bit she could see, it was... remarkable.
She turned her head back around before anyone looked over at her, and continued listening in.
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalous“Y’know,” Teddy’s voice chimed up from behind Megan, “you look really creepy acting like that.”
It’s not entirely clear when she got to this conversation.
Megan, not expecting anyone to actually notice her, jumped a bit, although it was really closer to almost falling over onto the floor before she awkwardly managed to spin around to face Teddy.
"I... uhh... ah, fuck it, was it that obvious?", she said after a moment, a slight flush of color going to her face.
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalous"Do all of our rooms look like this?"
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone else"no." They replied plainly, holding up an ink-stained hand.
"I've been busy."
[forum cryptid: it/it's]"Ok but why?"
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone else"You tell me. I never picked up a pen before in my life."
Erin spoke bluntly, wiping off their hands, resigned to the open fruits of their unprovoked obsession.
[forum cryptid: it/it's]"Ok see, this shit is exactly what I'm talking about! This person just never once writes anything and then they get dumped into this place and start scribbling all over the walls?"
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone elseDaydre wanders into the hall behind Riley and accomplishes two things.
1. He sees the inside of of Erin's room and utters a small but shocked "Oh my god,"
2. He notices there's a new person and trips over himself trying to get away before they see him.
off the shits"Yes," she says, her expression clearly spelling out 'doy', "yes it was. You don't have to be all lurky, y'know. If you're curious about their room they're kinda showing it off right now. No need to be super awkward about it."
Erin shrunk back, retreating into themself as Riley talked, eyes darting back and forth between everyone involved.
[forum cryptid: it/it's]Daydre similarly starts trying to creep away before Riley sees him, mouthing an "I'm sorry" at Erin as he goes.
off the shits"Sorry... I just wanted to try and gather my thoughts a bit, but then I got interested in what erin was doing... I should probably go out for a bit, actually. I've been meaning to go take a little walk for a few days. Mind if I go for a bit?," Megan said. She wasn't lying, although there may have been a some kind of ulterior motive behind her wanting to take a walk.
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalous“What am I, your mom? ‘Course you can leave the house, it’s not like anyone’ll stop you.”
"Well, off I go then. I'll be back soon enough — although, admittedly, my idea of 'soon enough' can sometimes be a few hours. Cya soon," she said, before grabbing her longsword from where she had left it, sheathed and leaning against the wall. She gazed in erin's room for a moment, and paused to say, "That is... a lot of ink. Can't say I can make any sense of all this, though."
Internally, however, she thought, Gods, that's sending shivers all the way down through my soul... Probably doesn't bode well, but we'll see...
She also paused to hear any other remarks on the room, and then headed out for a bit.
Edited by OmegaShadowcry on Jul 9th 2018 at 11:30:58 AM
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalous"Well, neither can I." Erin replied back carefully, measuring her words.
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"Riley, please, there's nothing to gain in assuming we've been abducted with no solid evidence", said Mikaela, although the claim did warrant some thought. How did we all end up thronged here? It could have been perpetrated by someone... But this is a very nice play and we have all been living rather independently, no harm has befallen us.