Chapter Eighteen

[thebestseller]

Hey. Hey. Paradisa. It's the... second of the month, so you know what time it is? BETTING POOL TIME. I'll repeat the rules:

1. Bets are for the second castlewide incident that will happen during the month of January- since I was too drunk to get this up yesterday, and no cheating by retroactively guessing lots of alcohol everywhere.
2. I'll take bets for any amount from 1 to 100 Caisos.
3. Bets will be taken any time from now until the second event hits.
4. In the event that more than one person guesses correctly, the pot will be evenly split.
5. If nobody wins for the second event, I'll keep rolling the bets over til someone wins. If nobody wins, everyone gets their money back.

For the record, my money's going to be on a sudden burst of summer-like weather. If we can have Christmas in July, why not July in January, right?

... Also... Kate's still not herself. In case anyone was wondering.

Comments

[samson]

Ha. Yeah, there's a couple old-timers here. Three and a half for me.

[thebestseller]

3 and a half, really? How do you stand it?

[samson]

You know, you keep busy. It helps that I'm from a place that's pretty jacked-up to begin with, so.

[thebestseller]

So, out of the frying pan into the fire, so to speak.

Well, it is pretty easy to keep busy here, at least.

[samson]

More like I just went to another frying pan... it's a different brand of weirdness, but they're both pretty stupid, I gotta say.

[thebestseller]

I imagine after three years this would get pretty old, yeah- especially since you were in the thick of it before.

[samson]

Yeah. It's been a real experience.

[thebestseller]

My life seems pretty boring by comparison.

[samson]

Well, you're here, right? Exciting enough.

[thebestseller]

And how. It's like a treasure trove of writing inspiration.