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sheep_game2024-06-09 10:58 am
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WHO: Bluebell + Guests
WHERE: Bluebell
WHEN: Day 84 - Post game
[ Welp. We lost and failed to vote properly in the last round after some confusion. We really Bluebell'd it.
Time to recover.]
WHERE: Bluebell
WHEN: Day 84 - Post game
[ Welp. We lost and failed to vote properly in the last round after some confusion. We really Bluebell'd it.
Time to recover.]

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Otherwise, he buries himself beneath his covers for the next several hours up in his room.
Eventually, he makes his way to the kitchen, lacking both ears and tail. Sitting at the table he pushes a couple of berries around his plate, staring blankly down at them. He tries to eat, but after a while:]
Would you like the rest of this? It turns out I do not have much appetite right now.
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Shindo! I'm so sorry, I don't know what happened! Things went down without me!
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. . . Toccata-san. It is a good thing that you missed the ritual. I would never have hoped for you to be there.
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Come in.
[It's a little muffled, and his voice sounds a touch strained as he clears it, attempting to wipe at his eyes, sitting up beneath the covers of his bed while attempting to make himself look presentable.]
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Are you sure...?
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Mm. It turns out I am not very hungry.
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How are you holding up, Rubato-senpai.
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he also has a bottle of whiskey tucked under his arm. ]
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Hannya and… [ oh, right, manners. he steps back inside. ] oh! Sorry. Come on in.
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Jack?
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gaysguys are just... chilling. ]...the tables in here are kind of like beds. Maybe we can just bring a few pillows and blankets down here and nap. [ he doesn't feel like going upstairs and climbing the towers and yadda yadda yadda. the morgue is comfortable-ish. ] And I still need to clean up in here. Where's Vibrato? Where's Staccato?
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He settles for cooking at some point, or else hunting down Bluebells wherever they've holed themselves up. ]
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He's humming happily to himself and writing a musical composition. On the wall.]
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Oh shit, I can chew on his hair from this height. Oh hell yes. Oh fuck yes. ]
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… [ he eventually snaps out of it, because the door is beeping for him to shut the damn thing. ] Huh, oh, r- right… [ looks over at minuet sheepishly. ] Sorry.
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They can’t see all that tho they’re just eating hay. ]
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What a shame my equestrian skills are quite amateur.
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Oh- company.
[He had decided to sneak down for some tea. But here he is in his pajama's looking like a mess.]
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And if Bluebell misses him, they'll still find a couple of platters of arepas and empanadas left in the kitchen with a note: "Help yourselves! -Ananke" ]