New Species Event - Mass Interaction Log

[lucetimods]

Who: Anyone!
What: All in here
When: Today, Tomorrow, Until April 2nd
Where: Anywhere in Luceti!
Summary: People in Luceti wake up as something they weren't before. An elf, a gremlin, a vulcan, or perhaps a mermaid? Try living in someone else's shoes... if they can even wear those.
Rating: Not recommended for those with weak constitutions, raging hormones, shipping goggles, or people just too cool and attractive for this kind of thing.

No need for LJ Cut! Mass action style stuff all around town. You can use this if you don't want to make a post. Or you can make a post anyway. Have at!

Comments

[simplestgift]

I haven't found the right one yet. [Even he's not sure what he means by this.] Damn this. I don't want to end up anyone's miniature maidservant.

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

That's what a brownie is, I'm afraid.

And I think it will help you feel a bit less high strung.

[simplestgift]

[A tiny, high-pitched groan, and he wipes at his eyes.] I can't hide in my own flat until I turn back?

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

Are you the only one who lives in your flat?

[simplestgift]

Yes...

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[Giles gives a draconic version of a shrug.]

Well, I suppose it's worth a try.

[simplestgift]

[The little guy looks miserable.] I'll only want to go out and clean again.

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

Cleaning is going to be a very persistent instinct, yes.

The goal is to find...[His tail swipes absently at the air as Giles tries to put his thoughts into words]...a more controlled mess than the entire village. Something you can focus on that won't drive you absolutely insane.

[simplestgift]

Just one house. Doesn't seem so bad. [He looks wistful.] What else is there to expect?

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

Well, if you find someone you can stay with for a while, it's important that they pay you for the cleaning you do.

Bits of food and fabric and the like. Things you can make use of while you're this size. Nothing very much, but payment for services rendered is very important to a brownie.

[simplestgift]

Not payment. Gifts. [He doesn't know why the word bugs him.] So I shouldn't do all the work, and they should give me gifts if they want me to stay around. Have I got it right?

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

Gifts. Of course. My mistake. [But no, he remembers that brownies don't like "payment". "Payment" acknowledges their existence.]

Yes, that's right.

And after you've explained yourself, you'll probably feel a bit better if they leave you to your own devices without...well, "interfering" is probably the best word.

[simplestgift]

[He's slowly relaxing with this. This isn't gonna be so bad.] All right. I think I can live with that.

[He looks up, then deadpans,] Are you some sort of dragon, or just a very large cat?

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[And another shrug.] Your guess is as good as mine.

But even very large cats don't normally have wings.

[simplestgift]

Neither do men, Mr. Giles. [Welcome to Luceti?]

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

If by "man" you mean "human male", then that isn't really applicable at the moment, is it?

[simplestgift]

By "man," I meant "humankind," Mr. Giles. We have wings here, you know.

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[...]

Oh. Right. Of course.

I forgot.

A-And there is Foot, of course - she has wings.

[simplestgift]

And--

[Never mind. He's not supposed to tell people Katie can turn into a cat. DIVERSION! He rubs a very tiny bare foot.]

I stepped on something sharp.

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[...okay, then.]

Sorry to hear that.

[simplestgift]

It isn't too bad.

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

I hope not. I'd hate for you to have to clean with an injured foot.