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letsplayamurder2025-07-19 04:40 pm
phototraces) wrote in letsplayamurder2025-07-19 04:40 pm
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souls have been lost and the panic grows
[That... that was hell, actually. Wendy didn't like that at all. After the trial she... has to head to the kitchen and hopefully not find clay shit everywhere. She needs to do something to keep things under control. To keep things going.
She's not a great cook but she knows the basics. Meat. Bread. Cheese. Something warm for the belly to drink. She's nervous when she works but she's relentless. There's no asking for help from her as she makes a spread for everyone. Then... she's moving all of it not to the eatery but the bonfire.
Making makeshift tables around it and placing trays of food and drink. Even setting up a chair for Alex a good distance away from the fire but close enough that he can be part of things if he wants to.
Wendy, with her careful writing, writes up some notes and hands them out to everyone if she can find them or if not under their door.
Food at the bonfire and the area around it. Attendance not mandatory but it's probably better for all of us if we stick together. Bring more food and drink if you want.
Wendy
...She can't control other people but she can try to suggest.]
She's not a great cook but she knows the basics. Meat. Bread. Cheese. Something warm for the belly to drink. She's nervous when she works but she's relentless. There's no asking for help from her as she makes a spread for everyone. Then... she's moving all of it not to the eatery but the bonfire.
Making makeshift tables around it and placing trays of food and drink. Even setting up a chair for Alex a good distance away from the fire but close enough that he can be part of things if he wants to.
Wendy, with her careful writing, writes up some notes and hands them out to everyone if she can find them or if not under their door.
Food at the bonfire and the area around it. Attendance not mandatory but it's probably better for all of us if we stick together. Bring more food and drink if you want.
Wendy
...She can't control other people but she can try to suggest.]
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I dunno. It came out of the horn. I think it's...robot-adjacent?
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You don't say.
[Dryly, cause wow the eye roomba thing is a robot, who would've thunk it. Ranma goes to pet its head? Its body?]
Didja name it yet? [cause that's what everybody's been doing with their new companions from the horn of plenty]
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And Alex just. ]
...Misane named it.
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[... it isn't headbutting him so hes gonna assume it likes or at most tolerates the scritches.
Ranma stares at Alex expectantly.]
Go on...
[he wants to hear just how godawful the name is]
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Eyelex.
[ And Eyelex babbles cheerfully. That's its name!!! ]
1/2
2/2
PFFFFFFFFFFFFT--!!!!!
[Annnnnnnd there he goes, falling on his back guffawing loud enough to wake the dead... whom he'll join if he keeps laughing until he chokes.
rip bozo]
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Yeah, yeah, fucking laugh it up.
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[He is. He very much is, for a minute without interruption. Ranma tires himself out eventually, needing to stop for a breath. Still snickering under his breath.]
Thanks for the warnin'. Now I know who not to ask for names. [misane youre chill and cool in his eyes but holy shit that name could've used more workshopping. plus he truly considers you a friend because he's poking jabs at you]
Though, it isn't the worse name for a pet. Eyelex's actually sorta clever, better than others I've heard, like Mr. Green Turtle.
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No, the gator was green.
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[No words, just a flat, serious expression. Does this look like the face of someone who's joking?]
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[ Wordlessly, Alex shakes his head. ]
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[And in kind, Ranma stiffly nods his head. He ain't joking bud.]
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No.
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Yup.
[Drawling out that word with a click of the tongue. He couldn't make this shit up if he tried. The truth is wilder than any lie he could tell.]
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That almost sounds like a compliment.
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carter youDick.]no subject
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I don't own a gator! I just know a chick who keeps one as a pet and "guard dog". Scaly jerk've tried to take more than just my arms off anytime I run into it.
[Casually stated, like he's just describing an encounter with a rabid chihuahua.]
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