([personal profile] wants_the_phd) wrote in [community profile] sheep_game2024-01-22 01:07 pm

Winding down

WHO: Roses and ?
WHERE: Rose barn
WHEN: Post-ritual evening 54 through morning 55

[Whew.





Whew.]
finalbows: Glancing at the viewer over his shoulder, mouth hidden by his sleeve. (Default)

[personal profile] finalbows 2024-01-23 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
Wonder what they're going to do when they run out of rivers.
finalbows: (anchorite)

[personal profile] finalbows 2024-01-23 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
I think Blossom has to have a trade deal with one of the staff, or something...
finalbows: (build yourself a funeral pyre)

[personal profile] finalbows 2024-01-23 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
Depends on the world.
Gaia had a population in the hundreds of millions and immense biodiversity.


...When I was about ten, anyway.

If they're Gaian, I might have to wait and see if anyone starts pointing and saying "You! You're the man responsible for the death of my people!" or something. If they're Terran...

...
With a Terran, it would be immediately obvious.

And... with where I was before I came here... it would also be obvious. We numbered less than the conversant populace of the pasture.
finalbows: (his voice in my ear)

[personal profile] finalbows 2024-01-23 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
Seeing as you didn't believe in the soul when we met, I supposed I'm not surprised your mind doesn't immediately jump to the idea of eternal torment for the wicked and deceased, but where I really happened to be was--

Oh, the kitty-cat's turning back! My goodness. Over and done with. I wonder what Minuet force-fed it.

...

You don't think it was...
Edited 2024-01-23 06:04 (UTC)
finalbows: Glancing at the viewer over his shoulder, mouth hidden by his sleeve. (Default)

[personal profile] finalbows 2024-01-23 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
Hold on, they're still in the middle of resuming their previous skeletal structure.
Edited 2024-01-23 06:12 (UTC)
finalbows: (three little birds were on my doorstep)

[personal profile] finalbows 2024-01-23 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ smiles softly without looking up. ]

You know... too much gratification makes for a numbed audience.
finalbows: (three little birds were on my doorstep)

[personal profile] finalbows 2024-01-23 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
...and, I've decided since then...

[ his eyes aren't on her. his attention is feigned completely to be on the Lily Situation. but his words do anything but match that. ]

You get your tan-talizing new secrets... when I get to have real fun. Because I did so like how your irrepressible curiosity tended to keep you invested.
finalbows: (more slattern times)

[personal profile] finalbows 2024-01-23 07:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ what's that? give you the tools to trrrryyyy and enact his demise but make absolute 1000000% certain they're gated behind giving up your principles and using magic?


deal ]
Edited 2024-01-23 07:45 (UTC)
finalbows: Glancing at the viewer over his shoulder, mouth hidden by his sleeve. (Default)

[personal profile] finalbows 2024-01-23 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's like puzzle solving figuring out a good way. and traps are just puzzles most people don't know they're trying to solve. and you KNOW how he feels about building traps!! ]
finalbows: (third debase)

[personal profile] finalbows 2024-01-24 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
....shorter than Styx. Damn. It IS Lethe.

--Chaos, Minuet, don't put your MOUTH on him he's covered in muck!
finalbows: (another day older and deeper in debt)

[personal profile] finalbows 2024-01-24 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
...Ugh, and now we've been cut off. Lilies and their illusions.
Edited 2024-01-24 04:37 (UTC)
finalbows: Laying on his belly on a beas, quietly reading a book. (repose)

[personal profile] finalbows 2024-01-24 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ pouting ]

No. The Lilylord obviously would have had someone on hand to do the force-feeding already if it was.