Event Log - Malnosso World

[lucetimods]

Who: Everybody!
What: A field trip for the entirety of Luceti!
When: October 27th, until the end of November 2nd
Where: The Happiest Place on the Moon, Malnosso World!
Summary: So you remember all those times Luceti was transformed into Luceti Land? Welcome to Malnosso World, Luceti Land's bigger, cooler brother. Be sure to keep all hands inside the rides at all times, and refer to your map if you get lost. Trust me, you'll get lost.
Rating: F for Fun!

Comments

[fightforthelost]

[That's a whole lot of questions all at once. Shepard just quirks an eyebrow and looks at her before pointing at the stuffed horse with his free hand.]

Do I look like the type that decorates my room with these things?

[scootch]

You could be. There's all kinds of people in the world.

[Who wouldn't want a room full of cute things?]

[fightforthelost]

[Shepard wouldn't.]

Anybody ever tell you that you're really difficult to deal with?

[scootch]

By just about everyone who's ever met me, yeah.

[This is nothing new.]

[fightforthelost]

...

[He'd facepalm if that was his thing.]

I have no use for it, I have no place for it, and I just don't want it. You're the first kid I've seen, so you get first crack at it.

[scootch]

...Okay, fine, I'll take your stuffed horse. Just don't try to take it back after I've got it!

[No take-backs on stuffed toys omgggg.

Not that she thinks he will, but he seems easily riled, and sassing is fun.]

[fightforthelost]

[He GLADLY holds it out for her.]

[And decides she at least needs some trolling for her sass.]

Maybe I didn't think this through. You going to give him a good home?

[scootch]

[Oho, so he has a personality beyond Disgruntled Badass.]

I don't know, maybe? I've never had a stuffed animal before.

[fightforthelost]

[It's not his fault nobody sticks around long enough to get to know him and see it, okay.]

If you've never had one, then you wouldn't be able to take care of him. Maybe I should find someone else.

[scootch]

[Gosh, he's wishy-washy, isn't he? That's funny.]

So first you're just dying to get rid of it, and now you're worried I won't look after it? Are you sure you don't want to keep it?

[fightforthelost]

[Mostly just screwing with her since she gave him the sass.]

I don't have the time to take care of it, but it's not like I want it to go to just any home.

[Alright, alright, he's done. He finally hands it over.]

You're welcome.

[scootch]

["Take care of it", he says. Like it's a pet.]

Uh, thanks, I guess. And don't worry- I've looked after a real horse. I think I can handle this.