Let's Play A Murder ([personal profile] letsplayamod) wrote in [community profile] letsplayamurder2025-08-17 03:09 am
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Week seven

After that particularly hectic trial, if it could even be called that, you were free to go your own way. The sun had set on Ferdinand and Omega's attempt to enact vengeance upon Typhon, and while your combined efforts were clearly enough to damage him, he managed to slink off with both of your former companions. No doubt, probably licking his wounds, or whatever the Titan plans to do in his refuge between the realms.

It's another new week on the island. Outside, things have continued to change - standing by the cliffs will reveal that not only has the water against the rocks receded further, but the entire ocean has as well. You hear birdsong in the distance, and even the plants have turned greener despite the drawbacks from Typhon's trickery. No matter the horrors everyone's experienced, it seems the island continues to grow healthier.

There's still time to enjoy the benefits that provides. Down on the deepest level, the stairs to... How odd. The stairs still refuse you passage. Looks like there's no new floor to investigate this week!

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Quark's Bar & Cafe
literarybehemoth: a VERY shocked expression. (nani the fuck????)

[personal profile] literarybehemoth 2025-08-20 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
...erm. Meow...?

[...HANG ON WAIT HE WAS DISTRACTED BY CAT TO CAT COMMUNICATION HE'S NOT GETTING OUT OF THE WAY AAAAAA-]
catsgothistongue: (In trouble)

[personal profile] catsgothistongue 2025-08-21 02:04 am (UTC)(link)

[Uh-oh spaghettios

Under normal circumstances, Ranma would try to be more aware of his surroundings. Or turn his body mid-trajectory to go over the kitty. Sadly, it's rather the norm for the universe to enact the rules of Murphy's Law upon him.

Therefore: Ranma's ankle turned a wrong way at the start of his jump, sending him off course and landing onto something that breaks his face's fall. Something floofy and round and... reeks of cat.

The pigtailed teen's movements go wooden as he rigidly lifts his head up, staring wall-eyed while his skin gradually blanches an ashen white.]
literarybehemoth: he is shocked in an angry kind of way. (i am UNDONE)

[personal profile] literarybehemoth 2025-08-21 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[aaaaaa]

...I'm fine. I'm not dead. There is no problem here.

[he says, trying to... pull himself up... and get away from ranma... but that did kind of knock the wind out of him...]