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paradisa2013-10-02 05:44 pm
silentrunning) wrote in paradisa2013-10-02 05:44 pm
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032 - AAAAAAH! (Backdated to this morning)
[Chell is not a happy camper this morning. She'd made a wish for some breakfast, but her eggs had showed up raw, her bacon cooked to a hard crisp, and her toast soggy. So, she'd gone down to the kitchen to get herself some cereal, and was returning with it to her room...
The first thing she noticed was that her door was standing open. Well... That was odd. But not tooo unexpected, seeing as the castle seemed out to get her today.
The second thing she noticed was that there were miniature pumpkins all over her room, including one sitting right on top of her fishtank, though the Magikarp had slept through it... as usual.
She wandered on into her room, set down her plate of food on the desk... and THAT is when she noticed the third thing.
Her dog, one Target Jazz Fluffybutt, was standing in front of the desk, entire butt wagging, staring up at the shelves above the desk. And sitting on the top of the shelves above the desk, as if he owned the place, was a black-footed ferret. And Chell's journal, lying open on the table next to her bed caught her surprised squeak.
A few moments later, she grabbed up a pen and wrote the following.]
Two things, residents. First, what the heck is up with the Castle today? I came back to my room and found it filled with PUMPKINS!
Secondly, is anybody missing some sort of little fuzzy animal?
[She sketches the ferret into her journal. As she finishes sketching, he climbs down from the shelves and is running pel-mel across Chell's desk. And her dog, always one to try to make friends, is trying to lick him. Chell sighs.]
WHAT is this day coming t---
[And as she's about to finish that sentence, one of the raw eggs on the plate of food she'd wished up earlier flies across the room and smashes into a wall.]
[Feel free to come and find Chell in the middle of this mayhem, or to talk over the journals.]
The first thing she noticed was that her door was standing open. Well... That was odd. But not tooo unexpected, seeing as the castle seemed out to get her today.
The second thing she noticed was that there were miniature pumpkins all over her room, including one sitting right on top of her fishtank, though the Magikarp had slept through it... as usual.
She wandered on into her room, set down her plate of food on the desk... and THAT is when she noticed the third thing.
Her dog, one Target Jazz Fluffybutt, was standing in front of the desk, entire butt wagging, staring up at the shelves above the desk. And sitting on the top of the shelves above the desk, as if he owned the place, was a black-footed ferret. And Chell's journal, lying open on the table next to her bed caught her surprised squeak.
A few moments later, she grabbed up a pen and wrote the following.]
Two things, residents. First, what the heck is up with the Castle today? I came back to my room and found it filled with PUMPKINS!
Secondly, is anybody missing some sort of little fuzzy animal?
[She sketches the ferret into her journal. As she finishes sketching, he climbs down from the shelves and is running pel-mel across Chell's desk. And her dog, always one to try to make friends, is trying to lick him. Chell sighs.]
WHAT is this day coming t---
[And as she's about to finish that sentence, one of the raw eggs on the plate of food she'd wished up earlier flies across the room and smashes into a wall.]
[Feel free to come and find Chell in the middle of this mayhem, or to talk over the journals.]
dictated;
It never misses a holiday.
Re: dictated;
[She grumbles back but with a resigned sigh.]