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[crittersheep]

WHO: all of you
WHERE: day 74
WHEN: through the day tbh

[there's trauma approaching in the distance but it ain't showing up quite yet THIS day!

it's a really beautiful day, actually. sunny and deeply pleasant weather. maybe sometime today people might return from a snadventure (snake adventure), or maybe not? the wildlife and your lil resident sheep are all perky and up and at 'em and full of energy. hopping.

what about you?]

Comments

[doggonemad]

Too easy, even.

Oi, ya've been here fer awhile now, right? Ya know anythin' about the first few Weeds that were here?

[stirtheblood]

I was one of the first few Weeds that were here.

[doggonemad]

Well shit! Pretty damn sure ya weren't the one lightin' shit on fire or kidnappin' kids or whatever.

[stirtheblood]

Nah, that was... Patches, I think they called 'im?

He got killed for real eventually, but not before they stuck him in the body of a fish for a while and Rose asked for a jail to make sure they had a place to stick all the bad apples.

I did blow that place up.

[doggonemad]

. . .

Okay, but you blowin' up a jail sounds like a public service.

[stirtheblood]

You could say that.

Did get pretty vandalized by Lupin n' some others even before I got there. Even most of Rose wasn't that mad about it. Seems like really only one of 'em was thinkin' like a "cop" about it.

[doggonemad]

Heh! Like the fuzz got a place here.

[stirtheblood]

He was tryin' to make one. But I shot 'im and blew it up.

[doggonemad]

Sometimes, ya gotta make a strong statement. That ain't so bad.

No, the shit I was hearin' sounds like it was that Patches guy.

[stirtheblood]

Yeah, that stuff was mostly that guy.

Lethe from Lily was a Weed 'round then too, he was the first one to wake up in a different collar. And Your Name was real mad about him "betrayin'" everyone... like he'd decided to do that or any of us wanted to be there in the first place. She's real into the color-codin'.

[doggonemad]

Oh yeah, I steer clear of that one. Seemed high maintenance to me — not my bag.

[stirtheblood]

She maintains herself fine, but she likes pushin' responsibility off on other people. Pretty sure she ain't too popular with the flocks either.