Ritual. . .?

[wooliefrand]

WHO: ALL
WHERE: THE PASTURE
WHEN: Day 60, Morning

[GOOOOOD MORNING it's been a nice few days, and it's even starting to warm up slightly--oh, wait, never mind. Thick black clouds gather in the sky, and there's a rumbling thunder, with stray lightning bolts here and there. The rain alternates between freezing cold but sparse and just sheets of downpour.

Well if you're determined enough you can still go about your business! Though looking out your window you might catch Blossom running back and forth to SOMEWHERE and also....a tree suddenly in the middle of the pasture. Nothing notable about it for now though.

Anyway how yall doing.


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[debug_mode]

... [stares at]

What should've been obvious?

[truth zone!]

[eelfatedcrown]

The ram? Isn't that why you were pointing?

Oh right, I'm still in Crescendo's body.

[debug_mode]

No, I'm laughing at him while he isn't awake to threaten to scorch me. Maybe I should see if I can still do something similar?

[storm clouds start to gather...]

[eelfatedcrown]

Perhaps this wouldn't be the best time to press your luck.

[STAFF IS STRUCK. HOLY FUCKING SEVEN.]

[debug_mode]

... [Oh wait, all that stuff he's wearing and holding that should immediately show he's rose and a shepherd and also the truly said "I'm still in Crescendo's body," thing.]

Oops.

[eelfatedcrown]

[That was nothing, you saw nothing. Clears throat.]

My apologies. This is just a temporary swap.

[debug_mode]

[she'll drop her truth field]

Ahaha. I must look pretty mean, too...

In my defense, I have good reasons to hate Crescendo, and he doesn't usually approach me.

[eelfatedcrown]

I should have remembered your [cute] little rivalry. How careless of me.

[debug_mode]

...Wait, what? Where'd you hear about that?

[truth field again! >( ]

[eelfatedcrown]

Is this a serious question?

[debug_mode]

[crosses her arms!!]

[eelfatedcrown]

My little cat is an open book. It's quite apparent.

[debug_mode]

Bah.

[She'll drop the truth field]

What was going on, anyway?

[eelfatedcrown]

A ritual, what else?

[debug_mode]

Normally weeds are tangentially "invited" to rituals.

...Hey, if I wrote something on your body, would Crescendo see it later?

[eelfatedcrown]

I wouldn't allow you to write it, so it doesn't matter.

[debug_mode]

Aw! C'mon! Something harmless, like "I smell." A helpful reminder for him to bathe.

[eelfatedcrown]

We are looking after each other's bodies for a day. It would be a breach of trust to allow that, humorous as it might be.

[debug_mode]

Just turn around and close your eyes for a second. Out of sight, out of mind.

[unlittledcat]

[Stumbling upon these two together, and he gets an uneasy feeling.]

Stay away from him.

[debug_mode]

[There's a tiny double-take before she glares at him.]

Oh yeah? Or else, what? It's a free country isn't it?

[unlittledcat]

Because you are a selfish, vile, obnoxious, untrustworthy, delusional fanatic, and because I do not like you. I do not want you anywhere near me or my body.

[eelfatedcrown]

I mean I suppose it's a free... whatever this is.

Now, now, let's not have any altercations here, hm? I wouldn't have let her write on you, it's fine. Your Name has been helpful to Rose and myself in particular recently, so I don't mind some polite conversation.

[debug_mode]

[waving her hands around Crescendo's body.]

Does this bug you? Does this bug you? I'm not touching you.

[unlittledcat]

Funny. She has been nothing but violent, manipulative, and a hindrance toward me and my own.

[He levels her with an unimpressed look but chooses not to deign her with another response. Instead, he moves forward to heft Leviathan up beneath an arm.]

Your questionable choice of company is yours to keep. But you can keep it once you are no longer inhabiting my body.