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paradisa2013-03-14 08:20 pm
silentrunning) wrote in paradisa2013-03-14 08:20 pm
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018: Splat! (It's Warfare) (Backdated to this morning)
[It all started with a wish. Just a simple one. Nothing too horrible. Just a hungry Chell who didn't feel like going down to the kitchen. She wished for a bowl of cereal. Perfectly good breakfast food, of course... Only to receive... a pie?
Chell stared at the pie for a long moment. What the heck. This hadn't been what she wished for. But it was a nice-looking pie. Chocolate even, and Chell was fond of chocolate. But not today. She'd wanted cereal. So she wished again.
And the Castle spat out a cereal pie. Seriously. Lucky Swarms with their cute little bee-shaped marshmallows, covered in a nice fruit spread and baked into a piecrust.]
What the hell?
[Chell muttered to herself. Begrudgingly she sat down to eat the chocolate pie, eying the dubious Lucky Swarms pie. What was she going to do with that?
Picking up the pie pan, she gave it a toss. Lucky Swarms splattered all over her wall with an appetizing splat. Hmm. That's not a bad idea!
Gathering up her journal, she creeps down to the lobby. OH good. There's nobody around. Picking up one of the tables, she overturns it and crouches behind it. If she's going to do this, she needs a barricade.
That done, she makes probably the most preposterous wish ever. She wishes for a pie. And leaves the type to the Castle's discression.
That done, she opens her journal and writes.]
Mmm. This is good pie.
[And then she sits back to wait.]
[OOC: Come to the lobby and you'll have a pie in the face.]
Chell stared at the pie for a long moment. What the heck. This hadn't been what she wished for. But it was a nice-looking pie. Chocolate even, and Chell was fond of chocolate. But not today. She'd wanted cereal. So she wished again.
And the Castle spat out a cereal pie. Seriously. Lucky Swarms with their cute little bee-shaped marshmallows, covered in a nice fruit spread and baked into a piecrust.]
What the hell?
[Chell muttered to herself. Begrudgingly she sat down to eat the chocolate pie, eying the dubious Lucky Swarms pie. What was she going to do with that?
Picking up the pie pan, she gave it a toss. Lucky Swarms splattered all over her wall with an appetizing splat. Hmm. That's not a bad idea!
Gathering up her journal, she creeps down to the lobby. OH good. There's nobody around. Picking up one of the tables, she overturns it and crouches behind it. If she's going to do this, she needs a barricade.
That done, she makes probably the most preposterous wish ever. She wishes for a pie. And leaves the type to the Castle's discression.
That done, she opens her journal and writes.]
Mmm. This is good pie.
[And then she sits back to wait.]
[OOC: Come to the lobby and you'll have a pie in the face.]