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.

Comments

[exceedingwords]

[She is lingering where she feels the most secure. Which is of course, where the clothes are kept. Oh my, that coat...is so hypontising..]

[docfoul]

[Well, well. It's worth dismissing Stitch for a moment, Scratch thinks.

Do you like it?

[exceedingwords]

It's very colorful.

[And it makes her a little bit hungry...]

Let's pretend I didn't fuck up my HTML there

[docfoul]

You should see it when it's being worn. Quite the sight.

[exceedingwords]

The personage in it must be quite large.

[docfoul]

Oh, yes, he is.

[grimdarkseer]

[Ah. There's the person Rose hasn't realised she's been hoping she'd run into. (This is a lie. She knows she's been hoping to run into Kanaya, she just didn't want to admit that to herself in case of disappointment.

She walks in and, for lack of anything better to say, opts for the comfort of snark]

I think it might be a little big for you.