RITUAL 32 - never have i ever

[manwhofelltoearth]

WHO: you
WHERE: around the pasture
WHEN: morning 86

[so how are we doing, everybody? feeling a little more together? feeling a little furry, floaty, or both? well–don’t mind this newer Weed who’s just climbed up on a big rock, clapping his mildly bloody hands together to get your attention.

is that a new demon hovering around him? well–this might as well happen.]

‘Scuse me! I’m Father Argent, if we haven’t previously met. I know this is a little presumptuous and all, but it seems like most people could use a pick-me-up right now? So my friend over here and I have, well, arranged something. I hope you’ll indulge us today!

[and a little ripple of movement goes through the surrounding area, transforming it – the colours of this part of the pasture go pastel, and everything gets bubbly. rocks are now round and bouncy, the grass loses its edges and looks more like a carpet of fat succulents, fences look and feel kinda like pool noodles. you can bounce around without damaging anything, if you build up enough momentum, but even without doing that it’s just…nice to hang out on, soft and springy. there’s also some random clear spheres hanging here and there in the air, filled with small round crunchy snacks and drinks like popcorn, or pork rind and grain puffs, or gummies, or cold water, or weak beer. not enough to fill up on or really get drunk, but something to munch and keep you refreshed.

y’all are stuck here for a bit! and even if you’re not in immediate range or holed up indoors, you might feel the pull to come see what’s up – or simply be teleported into the ritual zone, in a bright popping flurry of bubbles.]

rules | turn-in | winners and prizes

Comments

[throughbamboo]

Oh, I'm gonna.

. . . [he snorts, grinning] 'Bout why an' for the carpentry talk. 'S a new skill of his I didn't know 'bout.

[jerkalope]

You can always teach an old dog new tricks.

Especially if there are cute little puppies around rolling over him all the time and barking for attention.

[ Cres is the chihuahua. but Lyra gives off labrodoodle vibes. ]

[throughbamboo]

'M impressed, honestly, he's gettin' up there.

[he says, six years older because of timeline hijinks]

They really want his attention that often, eh? 'S cute.

[jerkalope]

One day I'm going to tell him I can hear his knees creak after he idly threatens me.

[ ears flick in consideration ]

Between the trauma games and the flocks imposing a compulsion to be around each other, seeking out something to balance it is the least they can manage.

[throughbamboo]

Heh. If there's anyone who don't have creaky knees, it's him.

There's a compulsion? [he makes a face, but] That's true. It's good for 'em.

[jerkalope]

Hmm, yes. They're supposed to get twitchy and ill at ease the longer they stay away from each other. I imagine that's why sometimes the sheep kidnap some of them and put them to sleep for long periods of time, because if they were conscious it would be a low grade kind of torture.

Weeds don't have that issue. We stay around each other for the pleasure of each other's conversation~

[throughbamboo]

Hell of a way to get 'em to stay workin' together. [he does not like it, nope] I knew 'bout the sleepin', but I guess the kidnappings work in the flocks' favor for that.

[a soft snort]

There's some good conversations to be had.

[jerkalope]

If not for the ignominy of being outmaneuvered by a bunch of sheep.

Have you met many of the other Weeds, Nue? Like Father Argent?

[throughbamboo]

Gotta balance it out.

Met him when I got here, but not properly. But otherwise I've only met a couple - you, Flare-chan, Edgelord, an' the new one that just got here.

[jerkalope]

[ a nose twitch ]

Faith? Or the naked lady?

[throughbamboo]

The new naked lady? I gave her my coat.

[jerkalope]

Heh, how chivalrous of you. Don't suppose you have a spare shirt to go with it though? Or pants? Clover gets the baggy kinds, so they're kind of a one size fits all.

[ yes he already assumes you share clothes with your bro if possible ]

[throughbamboo]

Nah, just what I've got now. Wouldn't ask Clover to spare nothin', 'd rather help her get clothes than trouble 'em.

[he'll never tell]

[jerkalope]

[ he just has to watch for wardrobe discrepancies! ]

Flocks usually have plenty to spare, clothes-wise. But if you feel that's overstepping, I get it.

[throughbamboo]

Mmm, even so. 'S a little oversteppin' for me, but I like ta earn shit myself.

[jerkalope]

You aren't helping Clover with their chores and hunting already? I'd say that would be earning your keep.

[throughbamboo]

In return for 'em lettin' me stay there, yeah. But clothes an' all, that I can get on my own.