⓪⑧ (sort of)

[docfoul]

DDD: Party for no discernible reason other than the White Text Guy having said so.



Whether you were invited, came of your own volition, were dragged here by some weirdos in green, or just popped up in the classic "community made you do it" fashion, you are now in THE FELT MANSION. And since Doc Scratch is and will always be an excellent host, you can count on having good food, drinks, and party games aplenty.

There isn't much he can do about the TIME SHENANIGANS, though. But you can steer clear of those if you know how. Unfortunately, there is no way to avoid the mansion's collection of A THOUSAND CLOCKS.

(Speaking of time shenanigans, you may also want to refer here for a rough explanation of what those shenanigans might be. But don't worry about it too much, really. You can just say something if you want to run into a Felt NPC and, hopefully, the shenanigans will be immensely fun for all.)

You should also feel free to START ANY NEW THREADS.

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[deathfangirl]

But not an accurate way?

[deathfangirl]

Right! Like...I wish I knew what he wanted from us. And whether he's really dangerous, or just creepy.

[touchofgenius]

He almost made me explode once. I think he's preeeetty dangerous, to be honest. [And Birkin also thinks he knows what Scratch wants but. He's not saying that in the polite company.]

[deathfangirl]

[Blinks] Explode? you mean, literally?

[touchofgenius]

Yeah. I was sitting in a chair, and then... BOOM! Gigantic explosion behind me. It flung me across the room. ...Granted I was in a wheelie chair so that might have added to the flying part.

[deathfangirl]

Wow! What blew up?

[touchofgenius]

Uh... The air...? I don't really remember, honestly. I was pretty much completely out of it that week. It was for that Seven Deadly Sins virus; I got stuck with sloth and couldn't. Really do much of anything, including remember things.

[deathfangirl]

Huh... I wonder what he did. I'm glad you didn't get hurt too badly, though.

[touchofgenius]

No one is happier about that than I am, trust me.

I think it was mostly just that he was inflicted with that virus too, as wrath. But still, it means he's pretty damn powerful.

[docfoul]

A narrow-sighted way, at least.

[selfished]

If you don't give me an answer, then you're just a brat that can't make a real argument.

[ponytailprince]

[...]

Someone who likes to tease and make fun of someone just because they're younger than them, calling them names even, clearly can't be mature enough to get any kind of respect back.

[and he reaches forward, grabbing a sausage.]

[selfished]

.... [ She's about to snap back, but then she sees him grabbing that mustache, and just.. her grin grows..

Feel free to go ahead and eat it, Kouji. Nothing suspicious here.. n_n ]

[ponytailprince]

[pauses....

..then he looks up at her...]

What is it now? I don't like that stupid grin of yours.

[selfished]

Ah, nothing.. [ still grinning!! ]

You were about to eat, right? Just go ahead already before it gets cold.

[ponytailprince]

[frowning.

biggest frown. Then he takes the sausage and... holds it out to her.]

You take a bite first, I'm still convinced it's poisoned. Especially with that expression on your face.

[selfished]

Sure, sure.

[ She doesn't seem fazed in the slightest, grin still in place once she takes the sausage and takes a bite, munching on it contently before swallowing. See, nothing wrong. ]

... Are you so sure you still want to eat from that one now, though? Some people might call that an indirect kiss! [ LAUGHING SO MUCH. ]

[ponytailprince]

[.............oh.

oh.

oh................ :( ]

I... I don't care. I'm not a kid, I told you. [BE STRONG KOUJI...!!]

[selfished]

[ HANG IN THERE, KOUJI.. n_n ]

Well, then go ahead! If you don't care, then you'll do it for sure, right? [ HEHEHEHEHE. ]

[ponytailprince]

[he...took the sausage back and.... stared at it. It was no big deal, it was... it wasn't even like a kiss or anything...! Whatever, he was the king of not caring.]

Wow you're annoying.

[and he took a bite as well, same side she did. So yeah, it was like an indirect kissu.]

[hot_shock]

An expert you say? Now I have to wonder about your technique. [Another sentient weapon...? Gives Birkin an odd look] Last time I checked it wasn't talkin'...unless it's a you thing then it's out of my hands.

[And once the E-Mag is in Birkin's hands, Reno sidles around behind him taking up a position that's no where near the business end of the rod. Now he'll just show you how to use it, which requires a little hands on tutoring, so excuse him.]

So you wanna hold it like this [and Reno shows him how his position himself and his hand, and where his fingers should be] That button activates it...you wanna keep it away from your body too...and if you wanna increase the voltage...there's a sliding knob there on the side...you just thumb it up or down.

[selfished]

[ Indirect kissu, never forget. BUT SHE'S STILL GRINNING since the indirect kissu was only one half of the plan and all, you know. ]

So.. who again said he wasn't going to eat any of the food since it was suspicious..?

[timey_wimey]

Yep, backup's good, backup I can do. In fact, I can do better than that, because the time paradoxes in this house are making my skin crawl all over, so if we run into anything even more wibbly wobbly than it should be I should be able to give an advance warning. Well. More or less.

[timey_wimey]

Kyouko Sakura, is it? Nice to meet you, I'm the Doctor.

[timey_wimey]

[ off-hand, to Five, like he's making an observation about the weather: ] I think someone heard you.

Right, yes, slowing down, slowing down is good! [ aaaaand he'll just be looking around the corridors as he keeps up the pursuit, wondering if there's anything he can knock over or pull down to slow down the Felt there... ] How about those terrible curtains near the end of the corridor?