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sheep_game2023-10-14 11:35 am
RITUAL 13 - the MOST high-stakes ritual of war and bloodshed
WHO: All y’all!
WHERE: The pasture!
WHEN: Day 38, high noon
[ dang! it’s been a while since any of the little empty-vessel sheep gained sentience and personalities, right? well . . . today you might find yourself pulled towards the fountain area in the middle of the meadow, where two little Rose sheep are very active, very aware, and capering on the rim of the fountain! one is wearing a headband with fake kitty ears and the other is wearing a headband with fake puppy ears.
also there is blood on the ground and they have fully summoned a demon already, each twin patting the head of the respective animal they favor. oops. there's two large, empty pet food bowls sitting on the ground in front of them as well, which is a little weird.
they speak in unison:]
“Did you know; did you know?”
[the cat-eared one smiles, very sharp.]
"Some rituals lately had a bit of a bite--wouldn't you say, Tot?"
[the dog-eared one is more... well, hangdog, though you think it might be exaggerating a little.]
"It's so easy to let yourself get distracted by emotions..."
"That's no excuse, Tot! All that energy, all that conflict--for what? Nothing serious happened."
"How could there have been…? There was… no food involved. At all."
"Eeeeexactlyyyyyy!!"
[the cat-eared sheep hisses. the dog-eared one staggers in despair and looks on mournfully, little sheep hoof held up earnestly over its heart.]
"...what if they had a reminder of what's really worth fighting for, Tater?"
"You don't think-- the food bowl-- they might really-- after a thousand years?!"
"Take a deep breath…! Even waiting since the beginning of the universe, we remember what's important…”
[and, once again together:]
"We're all made of meat!"
[they beam at you, little fangies prominently on display.]
"--oh yeah, if you didn’t catch it, my name’s Tater! Meow!"
"And my name’s Tot… woof…!"
"Do your best; the CatDog Demon is very hungry! Eeheeheehee!"
RULES | ROOMS | ENDGAME | WINNERS & PRIZES & PENALTIES
WHERE: The pasture!
WHEN: Day 38, high noon
[ dang! it’s been a while since any of the little empty-vessel sheep gained sentience and personalities, right? well . . . today you might find yourself pulled towards the fountain area in the middle of the meadow, where two little Rose sheep are very active, very aware, and capering on the rim of the fountain! one is wearing a headband with fake kitty ears and the other is wearing a headband with fake puppy ears.
also there is blood on the ground and they have fully summoned a demon already, each twin patting the head of the respective animal they favor. oops. there's two large, empty pet food bowls sitting on the ground in front of them as well, which is a little weird.
they speak in unison:]
“Did you know; did you know?”
[the cat-eared one smiles, very sharp.]
"Some rituals lately had a bit of a bite--wouldn't you say, Tot?"
[the dog-eared one is more... well, hangdog, though you think it might be exaggerating a little.]
"It's so easy to let yourself get distracted by emotions..."
"That's no excuse, Tot! All that energy, all that conflict--for what? Nothing serious happened."
"How could there have been…? There was… no food involved. At all."
"Eeeeexactlyyyyyy!!"
[the cat-eared sheep hisses. the dog-eared one staggers in despair and looks on mournfully, little sheep hoof held up earnestly over its heart.]
"...what if they had a reminder of what's really worth fighting for, Tater?"
"You don't think-- the food bowl-- they might really-- after a thousand years?!"
"Take a deep breath…! Even waiting since the beginning of the universe, we remember what's important…”
[and, once again together:]
"We're all made of meat!"
[they beam at you, little fangies prominently on display.]
"--oh yeah, if you didn’t catch it, my name’s Tater! Meow!"
"And my name’s Tot… woof…!"
"Do your best; the CatDog Demon is very hungry! Eeheeheehee!"

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Nothin' wrong with that, right? A little balance? Or somethin'?
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If ya believe in yourself, they shouldn't mean anythin'.
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Unfortunately for your advice, I never need to play the odds. I simply stack them in my favor.
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then laughs ]
You act like a lot of guys I know. Kinda like that 'bout you.
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I can assure you I'm better than the other guys you know.
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You're sayin' you're better than all of 'em?
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...though I don't think I'm all that similar to any of them.
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[ in a good way. probably ]
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I suppose that's not an incorrect assessment. You should have said that from the start.
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Buuuuut maybe next ritual... I'll find a way to do more than just a lil' hot dog donation.
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I mean, if I wanted to threaten, I'd just say 'I'm gonna get you'.
Buuuut we can keep it a surprise. Surprises are good!
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I'll look forward to it, anyway.
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I'm a doin' guy.
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But I do wonder how long you can act without thinking before you get yourself into trouble.
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I think thinkin' too much is a problem too. Just go with the motion of the ocean.
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For example, I'm great at squeezin'~
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