Jonathan Harker (Bram Stoker's original novel) (
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unknownseas2022-06-16 04:06 pm
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Totally Normal Garden Party and not an escape meeting
[It's Friday afternoon, and the party is almost ready. Jonathan, with the help of others, have arranged a quaint table setting in the garden, adorned with various flower arrangements. The spread of food seems quite impressive if not... somewhat strange with some of the offerings. Floyd brought takoyaki (careful, some of them have hot sauce in them!), Jason brought donuts, Hadoka brought some scrambled eggs, although not enough to feed all 25 citizens, Brett brought finger sandwiches, Joy brought some fancy flatbread, Mille brought fancy little cakes and pastries, The Undertaker brought some bone shaped biscuits, and Adamon brought some mushroom risotto. For drinks, Jonathan brought over several pitchers of lemonade, enough for everyone at the party and then some.
Nandor also brought ice cubes and Misfire brought one (1) lemon.
If anyone is hesitant about coming, Jonathan will gently find them and tell them that the party "really means a lot to him", with added details about the true nature of the party if they are still resistant. There were really only two people he was keeping this a secret from.
Just before five o'clock hits, Jonathan finds himself looking increasingly nervous. Anxiously tapping the table, looking around for anything suspicious, and taking a quick swig from his flask that he got from the pool to calm his nerves. For those who think that this is just a garden party, this might not exactly look like the most normal behavior ever.
It's a few minutes past five and, once Jonathan does one last look around to make sure everyone is here, he gently taps his glass of lemonade with a spoon and stands up, clearing his throat.]
Thank you all for coming to the party! I have told this to a few of us, but I was not entirely honest when I wrote the invitation. While, yes, part of my motivation is to grow more familiar with the rest of the citizens here, my true purpose is much more vital. I organized this meeting so we can discuss how to escape from this prison the Mayor has placed us in, and I intend to do so before any casualties occur.
I do not want to burden everyone with the details of my life, but I had been held captive before, and I know the horrors of letting my captor know of my escape plans, and that is why I had to be secretive about this. I do not want our opportunities for escape to close because we let it slip that we're trying to leave, and I ask everyone to be similarly secretive about this.
But, on the bright side, we have the numbers I didn't have back at the Castle, and I am confident with our combined efforts we can overthrow the Mayor and get back to our homes before too long!
[And with that, Jonathan sits back down in order to begin the meeting in earnest!]
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Nandor also brought ice cubes and Misfire brought one (1) lemon.
If anyone is hesitant about coming, Jonathan will gently find them and tell them that the party "really means a lot to him", with added details about the true nature of the party if they are still resistant. There were really only two people he was keeping this a secret from.
Just before five o'clock hits, Jonathan finds himself looking increasingly nervous. Anxiously tapping the table, looking around for anything suspicious, and taking a quick swig from his flask that he got from the pool to calm his nerves. For those who think that this is just a garden party, this might not exactly look like the most normal behavior ever.
It's a few minutes past five and, once Jonathan does one last look around to make sure everyone is here, he gently taps his glass of lemonade with a spoon and stands up, clearing his throat.]
Thank you all for coming to the party! I have told this to a few of us, but I was not entirely honest when I wrote the invitation. While, yes, part of my motivation is to grow more familiar with the rest of the citizens here, my true purpose is much more vital. I organized this meeting so we can discuss how to escape from this prison the Mayor has placed us in, and I intend to do so before any casualties occur.
I do not want to burden everyone with the details of my life, but I had been held captive before, and I know the horrors of letting my captor know of my escape plans, and that is why I had to be secretive about this. I do not want our opportunities for escape to close because we let it slip that we're trying to leave, and I ask everyone to be similarly secretive about this.
But, on the bright side, we have the numbers I didn't have back at the Castle, and I am confident with our combined efforts we can overthrow the Mayor and get back to our homes before too long!
[And with that, Jonathan sits back down in order to begin the meeting in earnest!]

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No thank you.
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...Okay. This is Rain. [ Ame. Translated for your convenience. ] He's from home. He- ...Oh. [ Well heck he guesses this is something he should share. ] He...came out of the vending machine, but he seems unharmed. I...guess it's magic?
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[That...actually startles Adaman a bit, and boy, he does not like that?]
Thank Almighty Sinnoh he did not come to harm, but I cannot fathom containing a creature in such a thing for so long. He must have been awfully lonesome in there...
If I may, how long have you had him for? He's quite the precious creature.
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Ah, um... Well, he just crawled outta it yesterday... B-but back home, before that it was...maybe a month and a half?
[ Rain nuzzles into Hodaka's elbow. Little guy is small enough that he can do that pretty easily. The bell around his collar jingles. ]
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[No wonder he's such a teeny bean; about the size of a baby Eevee. Still, Adaman's expression is bright.]
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Oh they're precious. Do you mind if I pet him?
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Just be careful. He's really young.
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And he starts tearing up.]
He's so precious.
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[ Seo Dawon pauses and looks out to whoever's near. ]
He was handcuffed at the start of this. [ Actually he should check on that—] Did you get that fixed?
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I- I am not, I- that's none of your business!!
[ It's exactly what he shouted at Seo Dawon before. This time it's a little more panicked. ]
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[brett strangewoods says acab!]
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Time to focus really intently on his cat instead of either Brett or Obi!! ]
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[Aiba has to acknowledge that, yeah]
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[ ...he might just be teasing him tbh, given his amused expression. ]
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You think... [ And then there's that glare again. ] Never. I never... I'd never...!
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[ He's honestly way too calm for all of this, an easy smile on his lips despite Hodaka's bristling. ]
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[Also why are you talking like this is a video game]
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Probably. [ A beat. ] I'm not actually being serious.
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