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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[timey_wimey]

[ blink. blink. his mouth might have fallen open slightly to from where he was about to answer before the whirlwind of Kefka and Felt swarmed into and through the room. ]

I think... our answer just ran straight in here. Don't you? [ he looks straight at himself before grinning. he feels a bit of running coming on - specifically after Kefka and his lime green pursuers - and well, love the running. ] Fancy chasing after it?

[pinkishgray]

Can't help but agree. [This is the part where they run away.

He likes this part.] Come on then--

[Wait a second. He thinks he knows that paisley lightning bolt shaped blur.] What are we waiting for?

[Bolts.]

[sandinmyboots]

Hahahaha!

[Kefka's still got his magic invisibility turned on, which means that the bullets pass through him like, well, air. The coat's been getting increasingly neon as Kefka and the Felt break time and space with their shenanigans, but Kefka likes it. There's something fantastic about a chase! Now to get out of here and to lob some fireballs at these guys when he gets a chance.]

You can't catch me, suckers! This coat is mine now!

[timey_wimey]

[ oh dear. it certainly does sound like everyone's favourite god of chaotic chaos has got himself into a bit of a pickle this time. and looks and feels like it too - looking at that coat he's sporting, the double of the one he was just admiring, is giving him a hell of a headache. and not just because of the flashing neon colours. looking at physical manifestations of time going wonky hurts, darn it! ]

Makes a change to be the one chasing after something rather than being chased for once, doesn't it? [ because casual danger dialogue while running is how the cool time lords do it. ]

[pinkishgray]

[It's like being near-sighted and farsighted all at once. While looking at a very loud, neon sign that blinks. He's trying not to look at it, but it's like trying not to think of pink elephants while visiting a zoo that specializes in pink animals. He tries to shout apologies and pardon mes to the people he may or may not be bumping into depending on where they're looking, and it's almost like running in a loop that twists in the middle.]

Could do with a change every now and then, mind. Watch out for the lamp.

[vendetta_itinerary]

[Inexplicably, Kefka might feel himself getting punched from the past now.]

[sandinmyboots]

Ow!

[ASDKFLJ;A WHAT THE HECK he's gonna toss a fireball in that direction. AND SOME MORE FIREBALLS FOR FELTS but not for Doctors, he can aim.]

[timey_wimey]

[ he ducks the lamp, just in time - nice save there, Five. he looks back again just in time to see Kefka throwing fireballs everywhere.

he's going to set fire to the entire mansion if he's not careful. ]

Think it might be the fire hazards we have to worry about more than the errant furniture, somehow.

[pinkishgray]

Don't suppose there's an extinguisher 'round here?

[Down down up up left right left right b a start.]

Must be a way to slow them down.

[vendetta_itinerary]

[Did somebody call for an extinguisher? Because a disgruntled someone just popped out of a fire that started now, and he certainly is carrying one.]

[sandinmyboots]

[ENJOY SOME ICE SPIKES, SUCKER]

[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?