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croceamorsWho: Saix, some Dusks, and you whether you like it or not
Open: Open
When: 224
Where: Your room! Yep. ALT: around the Bastion
What: As it turns out, Dusks are assholes.
Format: I'll follow
Warnings:
Normally mornings in the Bastion are... routine and occasionally dull. That's just how it is.
Yet this morning, a few people might feel something... wet and cool on their face. Moving? The moment they open their eyes, they'll- Okay what the fuck is that. That might be all the thought they get to have before the Dusk Nobody suddenly vanishes in a swirl of Darkness and... Was it holding a sharpie in its hands?
...You might want to go take a look at your face in a mirror. Or give chase. One or the other.
Alternatively...
Whether you've been a victim to bored sharpie scribblings with your face on the canvas or just going about your day as normal, you'll suddenly find a golden retriever and another (or maybe even the same) Dusk Nobody nearly barreling into your kneecaps. The dog moreso than the Nobody, really. The dog looks up with a happy tail wag and what looks like a stick in its mouth before a sharp whistle has both creatures returning to Saix's side.
"Sorry about that." It sounds more obligatory than sincere.
Open: Open
When: 224
Where: Your room! Yep. ALT: around the Bastion
What: As it turns out, Dusks are assholes.
Format: I'll follow
Warnings:
Normally mornings in the Bastion are... routine and occasionally dull. That's just how it is.
Yet this morning, a few people might feel something... wet and cool on their face. Moving? The moment they open their eyes, they'll- Okay what the fuck is that. That might be all the thought they get to have before the Dusk Nobody suddenly vanishes in a swirl of Darkness and... Was it holding a sharpie in its hands?
...You might want to go take a look at your face in a mirror. Or give chase. One or the other.
Alternatively...
Whether you've been a victim to bored sharpie scribblings with your face on the canvas or just going about your day as normal, you'll suddenly find a golden retriever and another (or maybe even the same) Dusk Nobody nearly barreling into your kneecaps. The dog moreso than the Nobody, really. The dog looks up with a happy tail wag and what looks like a stick in its mouth before a sharp whistle has both creatures returning to Saix's side.
"Sorry about that." It sounds more obligatory than sincere.