Event Log - Topsy Turvy

[lucetimods]

Who: You.
What: This.
When: Now.
Where: Here.
Summary: Weren't you paying attention?
Rating: Weird.

The Event is described here. So here's what you gotta do. Tag this post. Create yourself some threads with all your shenanigans and go to town on it. Also remember to tag your [canon] character name to the log!

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[lostinmyway]

We're in gy marden. [...She looks about a bit.] Everything seems to have grown up bice and nig last night.

[If it's big enough for Golbez to get lost in...then that's a bit of an understatement.]

[cladinthedark]

This all... appened hovernight?

[Oh great. Now she's got him doing it. He shakes his head and repeats the question.]

Happened overnight, I mean.

[lostinmyway]

[She nods.]

Yes, rat's thight. It was a sittle lurprising.

[And, for everyone else in the house, a lot surprising.]

[cladinthedark]

I can imagine...

Were any of your flowers even supposed to grow this large?

[lostinmyway]

Hmm.... [She looks around, extremely dubious.] I don't sink tho.

[cladinthedark]

Then how did this happen?

[Come on, Grune, surely even you can figure this out...

Oh Golbez, so surprisingly optimistic.]

[lostinmyway]

[Really, he should know better by now.]

Oh, I knon't dow. Do you?

[cladinthedark]

[He really should. Granted, he's not that surprised at Grune's answer.]

Well, I assume it's the result of a Shift.

...ngl I am seriously tempted to ask Roxy if she wants Norma to witness this conversation.

[lostinmyway]

[That is actually ringing a faint bell in Grune's muddled memory. It takes her a moment to sort through things, but then:]

Oh, yes, that's what Salbert aid.

[When he, you know, walked into her bedroom in the middle of the night.]

I am all for that.

[cladinthedark]

Albert?

[It's getting almost too easy for him to decipher these.]

I haven't spoken to him in quite some time... did he say something over the journals?

/heads off to PM her

[lostinmyway]

[She shakes her head.]

No, he tame to cell me. It was kery vind of him.

[And somewhere, he's facepalming.]

/APPEARS. 1/2

[bubblywishes]

[And be it through chance, misfortune, or just dumb luck - Norma suddenly bursts from a patch in the garden, holding an axe (yes, an axe. they have to get wood for their stove somehow) and swinging it wildly at a thorny tendril lurching after her.]

GET BACK, YOU NASTY LITTLE CREEP! I'LL KNOCK YOU INTO THE MOUNTAINS! [Swing!] And bury you so far into the bedrock you won't know how to grow back! Haha! Gotcha! [STOMPING ON THE PIECE, Norma cackles and cuts it again, proud of herself as she turns around and--]

2/2

[bubblywishes]

[--ohai.

Naked man. And...my best friend.

Just. Shooting the breeze.

In a garden filled with carnivorous plants and insects.







Y e p.]