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unknownseas2021-02-13 06:30 pm
scouserer) wrote in unknownseas2021-02-13 06:30 pm
(too late) you're at the party
[Well, it's safe to say that trial fucking sucked. Therefore, some sort of afterparty is in order. Constantine is admittedly not good at throwing parties without some sort of liquor or other drug involved, but that's where Data and Sylvando guide him.
First order of business--invites. Upon returning to your rooms, crumpled pieces of paper have been taped to the doors. Written in poor handwriting is the following:]
meet at the lounge
bring whatever you want
[Simple, but effective. The lounge itself has been livened up a bit with Sylvando's help. Some nicely patterned fabric has been draped around on the tables to liven up the place a little, and snacks from the café and vending machines have been placed out for people to peruse.
A few supplies from the first aid room have been gathered, as well, for those who may need it. But perhaps the help is unnecessary, as tomorrow will likely bring another New Years Eve. And with it, another week of despair and frustration.
But for now, they can forget about that and pretend that all that matters is the present.]
First order of business--invites. Upon returning to your rooms, crumpled pieces of paper have been taped to the doors. Written in poor handwriting is the following:]
bring whatever you want
[Simple, but effective. The lounge itself has been livened up a bit with Sylvando's help. Some nicely patterned fabric has been draped around on the tables to liven up the place a little, and snacks from the café and vending machines have been placed out for people to peruse.
A few supplies from the first aid room have been gathered, as well, for those who may need it. But perhaps the help is unnecessary, as tomorrow will likely bring another New Years Eve. And with it, another week of despair and frustration.
But for now, they can forget about that and pretend that all that matters is the present.]
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[And now he has to sleep with one of those nearby even if it's under the desk -- and worse, he has to sleep while Jasper is equally close to the Strabby. Putting himself in risk? Fine, but Jasper being there will worry Filbo to no end]
I guess the cucumber you showed during the trial isn't like that! Since...it has weapons and all. Why would a cucumber suddenly grow limbs and try to attack people?
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[HE SAYS, LIKE THAT'S COMPLETELY NORMAL]
There are monsters that disguise themselves in order to lure in unsuspecting adventurers, though they tend to want people to open them instead of... eat them. What do these "Bugsnax" do if you eat them...? Is it a case of possession?
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[Just like Jasper said it so plainly during the trial when Filbo commented that, haha.
Filbo seems to take a moment to think of how to word things, but...hey, this is his roommate. The one he should try to keep as safe as he can while in the confines of the room. What option does he have to be honest?]
N-Not quite. But, uh...Bugsnax, their effects are physical and mental. When you eat one, a part of your body turns into some of what you eat, so it'd be strawberries for a while. It goes away as long as you don't eat more Bugsnax! So that's why they also, uh...they also attack your insecurities and your problems and everything to--to make you think Bugsnax are the way to tackle them, so you eat more, and...
[......]
...I don't think it'd drive someone more likely to kill, but I'm sure you understand how having your problems picked on by bugs in here of all places can go really badly, right?
[Admittedly, Filbo is considering outright killing the little Strabby -- it's a lot more trouble than it's worth, but he doesn't know for certain what will happen when he does. Will it stay dead? Will something be left? Will it divide or something and then there'll be two? He just doesn't know and finding out right now seems so risky]
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[...you know... he doesn’t exactly know what Mordegon’s true form is yet... or how much he can shapeshift...
...
Did he turn himself into...]
...well, I can... I can imagine...
[...............]
Hmm hmm hmm ha ha ha ha haaa! Oh, dear, I do not mean to make light of it, but ha ha ha!
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[It's rare for Filbo to show a face of such profound bemusement, but there it is]
...Jasper?
[Well at least Jasper isn't freaking out, he thinks. Laughter was not a reaction he expected, but it certainly is better than despairing or freaking out. He'll take it as...he doesn't even know how to take it]
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[DEEP BREATHS.]
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[It was a not a great time]
...it also is a long story. Nevermind. The point is that I don't wanna take any chances. It may seem like a bit too much since it's, you know, just a strawberry no matter how big it is? But I don't wanna put either you or me or anyone else in danger. Especially you since you're in this room too.
[Filbo can accept himself being in some danger, but Jasper is a different story. If anything happened to Jasper and Filbo could have done something about it he'd feel incredibly guilty about it]
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[Which are also horrifying but he's buried everything deeply enough to be able to make jokes about it.]
But in any case, I will be certain to keep an eye on every strawberry I eat from here on out to make sure it has no... eyes of any sort. You have my word on that.