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variety is the spice of life

Who: Everyone who wants to be here!
What: Total Recall 2014
When: The first week of the event, roughly April 9th-16th, give or take a few days depending on your character's timeline.
Where: All over Luceti, presumably
Summary: Chaos! Madness! Unreasonable happenings! You know the drill. Alternatively: characters wake up and sigh because god, not this again.
Rating: Varied. Anything frisky goes to appointments as per usual, chums.

Due to the size and variation of this event, it's probably best to have several logs for it to avoid one getting overcrowded and broken. Feel free to have your characters post their own entries, of course, if you'd prefer- you're more than welcome! This is for people who like to consolidate. Another log ought to be posted around the 16th for round 2.

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[Oh, he's in a girl's bedroom. Well, there's a first time for everything, apparently. He rolls his eyes as he gets to his feet, dusting off his uniform.]

Wow, calm down, Goldilocks. I didn't wind up in here by choice! Those damn malnossies have been throwing me all over the place today.

[Ugh! What an uppity jerk! She had thought - or hoped - that by the color of this man's hair he would've been a little more like...well, like her kind, but Norma's found out there are strange beings here that aren't at all what they seem, and she can't even trust their appearance to what she would back home. It's really confusing, and extremely frustrating.]

That's not my name! [Though she won't disclose her Ferines name to anyone but a true Ferines.] And I don't care how you showed up or whatever noses are throwing you around! I'm about to throw you out if you don't do it yourself!

Hey, I'm about as pleased as you are with this whole situation. Just point me to the nearest exit, and I'll leave you to PMS in peace.

[Ugh, what a strange, uncivilized way to talk! Norma's absolutely certain this person isn't one of her own...definitely not with such a strange way of speaking, and those clothes! But this is getting progressively frustrating - she can't even trust the people she would automatically think so trust...people that appear the same as herself.

Without a word, she points toward the door. There's your exit, now get lost.]

[And get lost he does! He makes his way straight for the door and--]

[Suddenly he vanishes!]

[But just as he does, there's an ominous thunk from one of the nearby drawers.]

[...investigate?]

[WHOA WHAT. What just happened?! Jumping back an inch, Norma moves to inspect the area where that strange man just disappeared from...only to turn her head back towards the sound in her wardrobe yet again.

That can't possibly be... No. No, this level of oddity can't possibly come full circle like this. This strange magic just isn't possible, is it? Sure Norma's found out there are some weird people here, and they use stranger magic, but...no. Surely not!

... <__< Slowly, she narrows her eyes and opens her drawers...]

[And when she opens the drawer, all she'll see is clothes. That is until...]

[A HAND SHOOTS OUT!!]

[THIS IS A REAL TAG!!]

[SCREAMING. SO MUCH SCREAMING. NORMA IS SCREAMIIIIIING.

Before she slams her drawer doors closed on the hand sticking out.]

[Too bad Norma because this hand knows what's up. As soon as the drawer starts to close, a second hand shoots out and grips the edge of the dresser, holding it open.]

[And then s l o w l y opening it back on it's own.]

[THIS TOO IS A REAL TAG!!]

[MOTHER OF NERIFES SHE IS SO DONE WITH THIS BULLSHIT, FUCK THIS PLACE.

Yelping yet again, the poor blond jumps backwards and scurries over her bed. Flopping over the other end of it, she covers on the other side, hiding behind it and waiting to see what happens. Honestly, if this is some sort of sick Orerines trick, she really will set her wardrobe on fire. There's only Orerines clothes in it anyway...and she's not heavily inclined to care much for those garments.]

[Well hopefully she isn't too set on setting it on fire, because the next thing that comes up... is a head. The head of that boy from before, this time looking just plain confused. He feels like he just crawled out of sock purgatory.]

...okay, if you're over there, where does that put me this time?

[Peeking over the edge of her bed when she hears that familiar voice, Norma grimaces at the sight of that rude and annoying Ferines faker from earlier. She stands right up, her wings puffing up irritably, and stomps her foot hard on the floor. What the heck is going on here anyway?!]

What are you playing at?! Why can't you just leave?! Why is it that you always end up back in my dresser, huh?!

Wait, wait, back up! I'm in a-- [He reaches down and feels around the bottom of the open drawer and OH GOD WHERE IS HIS BODY OH GOD]

[He starts scrambling up out of the drawer, pulling up his legs and sitting up on top of it... and then reaching an arm down into the drawer.]

[It makes contact with a soft knock.]

[!?!?!?!?]

.........do you really think I'm doing this wacky stuff on purpose!?

Edited 2014-05-15 04:45 (UTC)

[Norma's unaware of hat's going down inside her dresser drawers, though she is still bothered that he's even in her dresser in the first place. Even if it's filled with all sorts of strange Orerines clothes she's none too fond of, there are other...erm, d-dainties in there.]

How should I know?! You're the one suddenly appearing in there all of a sudden! [She's never seen or heard of magic like this before, Norma has no idea how to explain it. Besides, placing the blame on this jerk is far easier than accepting he's not at fault.] Can't you do something to get out?! I'm not going to keep you here forever! I'll push you out the window if I have to!

...the window? If it gets me the hell out of here, I'll take it!

[MAYBE THAT COULD WORK he's just gonna hop off the dresser and head towards it, not even turning to look at Norma.]

What floor are we on, Blondie?

First.

[She was tempted to lie and say it was the highest floor ever and shove him out herself - especially at that hideous nickname - but she keeps her hands to herself. The faster he got out, the faster she got rid of him. The house she stayed in was only single story, thankfully for Broshikyo here.]

If you break your neck falling out, there really is no excuse for your kind.

Yeah, whatever, Tits. I'm out of here. [YEAH THAT NICKNAME JUST HAPPENED

But don't worry, he's leaving now. Popping right out the window, and thankfully escaping without reappearing in anymore strange places.]

[CHFJVHHDR--?!

OKAY, FUCK THIS GUY. Norma chokes out something (maybe a curse word in Relares, maybe nothing at all), and flings the nearest object she can grab after the retreating figure in hopes of knocking him in the skull before he goes. Sadly, she does not get that delicious satisfaction, and is just left stomping and cursing loudly.

WHAT A RUDE PIECE OF TRASH!! A GODDAMN DISGRACE TO THE VERY IDENTITY OF THE FERINES PEOPLE.IF SHE EVER SEES HIM AGAIN, SHE'S GOING TO STRANGLE HIM.]

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