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

[starblaze]

Are you a friend of hers too?

[soulfist]

I would hope that we are, you'll have to ask her though.

[starblaze]

Well... we can still be friends, right?

[soulfist]

[ smiles~ ] Sure, that would be wonderful.

[starblaze]

I'm Black★Rock Shooter.

[soulfist]

What an interesting name. I'm Morrigan Aensland~

[starblaze]

[nod!] Nice to meet you. [can you tell she's trying too hard]

[soulfist]

It's nice to meet you too. [ smiles. all up in her grill as she pulls at one of her pigtails gently, letting the hairs thread through her fingers ]

Your hair is so nice and silky~ Do you like it here?

[starblaze]

[whoaaa there lady] Th-thanks...?

Um, it's interesting.

[soulfist]

[ it happens. sorry, sob ]

There are a lot of interesting people here to meet.

[starblaze]

[nbd, she's been chained up by DM before SO]

Yeah. It's a bit overwhelming.

[soulfist]

Aw, I'm sorry. You'll get used to it very quickly.

[starblaze]

Mm. That's what everyone is telling me.

[soulfist]

I mean, I wasn't used to it at first. But, now I am!

[starblaze]

How long did it take for you to get used to this?

[soulfist]

Um, not too long. Maybe a few weeks.

[starblaze]

... That isn't so bad, I guess.

[soulfist]

Not at all. If you ever need anything, let me know.

[starblaze]

Actually... I want to see the human world. Dead Master won't take me, though.

[soulfist]

Why in the world would you want to visit that? --Wait. You're not human?

[starblaze]

[she shakes her head]

[soulfist]

Huh. You did look human to me...

[starblaze]

I'm the same as Dead Master. [it's just that Shooter happens to be one of the few of her kind who doesn't have horns/claws/giant metal limbs]

[soulfist]

What are you both exactly?

[starblaze]

[they're Otherselves. but there's more than their connection with the humans- hell, some of them probably don't even have that human bond. there's no specific name for their kind other than Otherself.]

... Something meant to stay between life and death.