Day 36 Mingle

[hotnbothered]

WHO: Everyone
WHERE: Everywhere
WHEN: Day 36, afternoon to evening

[ things are probably happening in places. seems like a safe bet. ]

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[hotnbothered]

[ You may be alerted to the arrival of a new Weed by the sound of... yelling. Very shrill yelling. It does not seem to be directed at anyone in particular so much as a desperate appeal to some unknown force.

If you follow the loud noises to the source, you'll find one very pretty, petite young lady, clad in the tattered remains of what were once some incredibly elaborate yellow robes. ]

Who's behind this?! Show yourself! I'll have you know that kidnapping one of His Highness's Maidens is a crime punishable by death! You'll be executed! You hear me?! Return me at once! Hello?!

[wants_the_phd]

That's the spirit!

[electricflock]

[waits for her to reach a pause for breath. the screaming and yelling is all very reasonable, he wouldn't want to interrupt.]

Um...

[apothekitty]

[ she waits for her to wear herself out, then: ]

There's no harem here. You'll be fine.

[terraria]

No one will be listening.

( the speaker is a very pretty, very petite young man in white with large white wings. he carries a basket of ginger roots, mushrooms, and various wildflowers. )

There is no higher power or government here.

[debug_mode]

[she'll just wait for her to run out of breath.]

...Hello!

[rugpull]

. . .

Huh.

[stirtheblood]

[cheerfully]

Ain't no one managed to execute me yet! Addin' one more to my list o' crimes ain't gonna make much difference.

[wants_the_phd]

[Azdaja can be found hammering stakes around the perimeter of a newly-planted garden behind the clinic, using the back of a machete as a hammer. It looks like the rough beginnings of a fence is starting to take shape.]

[axingnicely]

[ checking out the garden.... ]

[rugpull]

Whoa this is looking good. Needa hand?

[apothekitty]

[ at some point, probably closer to evening, Maomao wanders over from the direction of Daffodil, pausing to observe the progress. ]

Oh, that's a good idea. Do you still need help?

[allomantic]

[there's a new girl in a rose colored collar near the fence! due to who she is as a person she's looking like she's deeply debating jumping it and running off despite the warnings she has received. she's hesitating enough that anyone can intervene, though.]

[wants_the_phd]

[supervising from a distance]

[axingnicely]

Pardon me... I don't believe we've met before.... but, ah, I must insist you do not venture out into the mist. It is dangerous.

[afineknight]

[ someone is smoking a cigarette nearby, nbd. ]

You might not want to do that, señorita.

[secondbornsun]

. . . What're ya doin'.

[catposting]

[ the weird rags-clad catman from before is strolling toward town from the other direction. floating behind him is a giant 10ft long floating disembodied fur tail, with four dead gatordawgs placed neatly on top. nods toward her, from the same polite distance as before ]

Oh, hey.

[rugpull]

Don't go inta the mist.

[electricflock]

[muffin's at the beach having a little cookout-for-one. he's got corn tea, a couple fish roasting on a campfire, and a sunset to watch.

sometimes a guy just wants to go outside and chill]

[rugpull]

...looks nice.

[rugpull]

[Biscuit is having a nice day, pretty cheerful. You might catch him in the laundromat doing the wash, in the Daffodil garden, or flying on his broom in lazy loops around the pasture]

[desudesudesudesu]

[ suiseiseki has fallen and she can’t get up… except that’s only half true. she’s holding her knee like she’s been gravely hurt, but all she did was get a little scratch. ]

[ does she look about to burst into tears anyway - absolutely. ] Help, I need some help.

[ if you do try to go help her you may find yourself tripping up ( and potentially eating dirt ) because there are a lot of gnarled roots in the surrounding area. on top of that sometimes an errant sheep might just jump in front of your path. ]

[finalbows]

<sub>[ ngl. angie has been purposefully avoiding the tiny talking doll like the plague because of what and who he is as a person. except now the doll has apparently INCURRED GRAVE DAMAGE just trying to navigate the unlikely outdoors life they're all living here. He looks around. They are the only ones here. There is literally nobody else. Jesus Christ. that is so fucking sad. Maybe he can just. Set doll on feet. Immediately leave before he gets too much heebie-jeebies.


without a word, he lands from his usual float a ways away. starts walking over toward her--

WHAM!

...catches one of his tall, heeled boots RIGHT in the perfect bend of a root mid-decisive "let's get this over with quickly" step and all 6'7 of him hits the ground. ]</sub>

[catposting]

[ yea why not. this fellow black collar walks over, vision obscured by a large cardboard box, and



falls flat on his face, box contents spilling out on the grass. enjoy the assorted sheep-sized felt ears ]