we have real furniture now

[stirtheblood]

WHO: Weeds + any onlookers
WHERE: Weed treehouse, and back and forth from Rose
WHEN: Day 101 morningish

[After a number of shenanigans with Rose, a bunch of assorted furniture appears! There's a big fridge and freezer, some shelves, a couple of tables, and some normal chairs. Edgelord works to carry all these things back to the Weed clubhouse. He can manage all of these things by himself, including jumping straight up to the treehouse platform holding a fridge, but if anyone wants to help out they are welcome.

Eventually, all these things are set up in the common room. Yes there is a common room. If you played wasn't before, then the snake added one at some point, don't worry about it.]

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[stirtheblood]

[You can catch Edgelord as he is carrying things, or kicking back once he has finished, leaning back in a chair with his feet up on a table.]

[jerkalope]

[ watching as he does manual labor ]

All hail the conquering hero, heh!

[stirtheblood]

Bringin' back our spoils of war. Is that a hero thing? I guess if ya won the war...

[jerkalope]

Yeah, if it's the opposite side it's pillaging, if it's the winning side it's rewarding yourself for a job well done. All about perspective.

[stirtheblood]

Then I'll take it.

[wants_the_phd]

[Carrying one single chair. Helping!]

Did you get everything you wanted?

[stirtheblood]

Ya should ask Flare that.

[wants_the_phd]

I'll ask her too. But you were the one who initiated this whole thing, remember. Are you satisfied?

[stirtheblood]

I've been livin' fine without chairs my whole life.

But yeah, I think it went pretty well.

[despair_to_live]

Whoa. Livin' large.

...Watch out for the poker table.

[stirtheblood]

Eh? Where'd that come from?

[despair_to_live]

I earned it. Me. Not a freebie! All me!

[stirtheblood]

Were they givin' out free tables somewhere...

[despair_to_live]

After a ritual.

[hotnbothered]

[ She does have gravity powers so she could theoretically help. But doing labor? Pssh!

Instead she is oh-so-helpfully standing around and shouting directions, hands on her hips. ]

A little more to the left!

[stirtheblood]

[Technically Edgelord has gravity powers too and does not need to lift a giant fridge with only his arms. But what fun is that.]

Tch. You got some high standards.

[He slides it a little to the left, though]

[hotnbothered]

If we went through all that trouble to get it, of course we should make sure it's arranged nicely!

[stirtheblood]

Eh, I thought it was pretty fun.

[hotnbothered]

Hmph. Of course you did. You got to kick down doors and shoot things.

[despair_to_live]

Hm...

[she gives her a glance over, little head tilt.]

[hotnbothered]

[ Tilts her own head in a "Right back at you" way, narrowing her eyes a little in a huff. ]

You're a new face.

[despair_to_live]

Of course I'm a new face. You think I want to be stuck here with talking sheep and sheep who smell like sheep, and demons demanding blood sacrifices, and everything else?

[wants_the_phd]

[She helped bring some small thing, like chairs, cushions, or plastic food storage containers or w/e, over in a wagon. She's not taking this shit up the stairs, though.]

Did you already get your dresser?

[hotnbothered]

Ah... I did, yes.

We were able to get quite a lot from that rite. Was it your idea?

[wants_the_phd]

It was Edgelord's, believe it or not.