Caesar 'Bubble Blaster' Zeppeli (
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spellbinders2017-08-01 06:44 pm
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stop enabling me guys
Who: Various and sundry people. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Where: A park. Jamahz Grounds, located on the corner of look behind you a distraction.
When: The day in which fish start falling from the sky.
Open/Closed: Open. We're rolling threadjacking (assuming the people involved are okay with this: double check with them) mingle log style. Because I'm not going to organize a 6+ person thread otherwise. Because no. So pretty much there's a bunch of scenery porn here, and then go top level with whatever you want.
[Behold Jamahz Grounds. It's large. It's scenic. It's conveniently located. A bunch of coven members are there, perhaps because they realized that there's safety in numbers...more specifically in multiples of three.
And it wasn't a bad park. At the moment there was a theater group that was putting on a production of Waiting for Poldot, which consisted of an Alias and a Lynas waiting for their Eltos buddy who was apparently running late. Besides that, the sun was shining, if there were birds they'd be singing...overall a pretty nice day.
The lead actor of Waiting for Poldot was just talking about maybe going to get a cookie (the central conflict of this: do they wait or do they get a cookie and come back) when he was nearly hit by a decapitated shark that slammed into the ground and lay there twitching.]
Where: A park. Jamahz Grounds, located on the corner of look behind you a distraction.
When: The day in which fish start falling from the sky.
Open/Closed: Open. We're rolling threadjacking (assuming the people involved are okay with this: double check with them) mingle log style. Because I'm not going to organize a 6+ person thread otherwise. Because no. So pretty much there's a bunch of scenery porn here, and then go top level with whatever you want.
[Behold Jamahz Grounds. It's large. It's scenic. It's conveniently located. A bunch of coven members are there, perhaps because they realized that there's safety in numbers...more specifically in multiples of three.
And it wasn't a bad park. At the moment there was a theater group that was putting on a production of Waiting for Poldot, which consisted of an Alias and a Lynas waiting for their Eltos buddy who was apparently running late. Besides that, the sun was shining, if there were birds they'd be singing...overall a pretty nice day.
The lead actor of Waiting for Poldot was just talking about maybe going to get a cookie (the central conflict of this: do they wait or do they get a cookie and come back) when he was nearly hit by a decapitated shark that slammed into the ground and lay there twitching.]
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[Give him a moment here.]
I don't think that's part of the play.
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It doesn't seem to fit the tone, no. Unless it's meant to be a commentary on the pointlessness of trying to predict events. [That seems weirdly possible, for this play.] But I think it's likely they could use some help, yes.
[He's not making any particular move to help himself, though.]
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[Maaaaybe?]
I dunno, I'm worried. If I'm wrong they might get mad and I want to see how the rest of this goes.
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[he didn't spoil anything, f.f. literally just didn't know that was the plot.]
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It appears to be a psychological play about the nature of life. Do you not like that?
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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[Also terrible: the fact that while he's pretty sure that's not part of the play he can't say for 100% certainty that the shark is not part of the play because Palai culture is weird.]
It probably isn't. Though, honestly, given what we've seen so far if it turns out this is somehow part of their culture I wouldn't be too surprised at this point.
[Meanwhile, the Alias lead actor is falling to his knees. He's either having a moment in which he's contemplating his mortality and how close he came to getting squashed by decapitated sealife...or this is somehow a dramatic scene in the play. It's a little tough to call, really.]
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[...] ...what threw it... [...] We should watch our heads.
[Because. You know. Because.
Meanwhile, on stage, the actress is noticing her co-star seems to be kind of catatonic, and, perhaps sensing an opportunity, takes a step forward. And then another step forward! And then she starts on a commanding monologue, one that demands attention, asking what is a cookie. Really? What is a cookie? Is it worth leaving, when, as seen by the shark (which is apparently a metaphor for life coming at you fast) suddenly landing out of nowhere...the monologue might be getting a bit jumbled. She might've screwed up some. But she's going to recover. She's got this. She's going to use this as the way of getting the leading role of Roselet and Julio and Thorton. She's gonna go places now that her glory hog leading man is twitching because of the shark.]
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Hey Caesar... what's the appeal with cookies exactly? I don't get it. They seem to really like them.
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[Luxury goods like chips and snacks and even soda all had to be bought. Ermes was the only one who ever had money, but she hated sharing so it was always a bust.]
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[...]
...cake? [Eventually, he'll get the She's A Stand memo, and hopefully he'll know what a Stand is by that point, and that will explain a lot maybe (except not, it'll pose more questions) but for the moment...you poor, sheltered thing.] Gelato? None of this?
[Might be a little horrified on her behalf.]
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[She may be in a human body, but getting used to human food isn't so simple.]
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[Meanwhile, the actress is getting on top of the severed shark and, in all of her fierce glory, is chewing the scenery as she declaims the merits of pastries over fellowship. Meanwhile, the actor is realizing his spotlight is being taken. He's tugging her tail. "Hey," he says.
She's not listening. She's got the eye of the world on her.]