Arthur (
paradoxlol) wrote2010-09-13 12:32 am
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[This is Arthur. This is Arthur leaning against a closet door, his suit slightly rumpled (in fact, there's a tear in one of his sleeves), his hair out of place. Still, he carries himself like this is PERFECTLY NORMAL. Oh yeah, and he's holding a pool cue. Before he speaks, Arthur smooths his hair back.]
To the library staff: sorry. I left a few books out of place. I'll come by as soon as possible to put them back.
[From the closet, there's suddenly an outburst of loud banging and intermittent swears. Very creative swears. Arthur rolls his head back against the door and then throws an irritated look over his shoulder, as though the closet's occupant can see, before turning back to the camera.]
Blonde. Female. [BANG BANG. There's probably a "cocksucker" there, too.] About five foot... one? [He holds the cue out horizontally, five feet from the ground, to illustrate.] I'd say... twelve years old?
Does she belong to anybody? Or do we often receive unsupervised children?
[OOC: After THIS THREAD. Arthur was trying to find somewhere secure to put Mindy until she regained consciousness, but she woke up in his arms and started attacking him again, SO HE SHOVED HER IN THE CLOSEST ROOM: A RANDOM CLOSET.]
To the library staff: sorry. I left a few books out of place. I'll come by as soon as possible to put them back.
[From the closet, there's suddenly an outburst of loud banging and intermittent swears. Very creative swears. Arthur rolls his head back against the door and then throws an irritated look over his shoulder, as though the closet's occupant can see, before turning back to the camera.]
Blonde. Female. [BANG BANG. There's probably a "cocksucker" there, too.] About five foot... one? [He holds the cue out horizontally, five feet from the ground, to illustrate.] I'd say... twelve years old?
Does she belong to anybody? Or do we often receive unsupervised children?
[OOC: After THIS THREAD. Arthur was trying to find somewhere secure to put Mindy until she regained consciousness, but she woke up in his arms and started attacking him again, SO HE SHOVED HER IN THE CLOSEST ROOM: A RANDOM CLOSET.]
PSEUDOSPAM
Re: PSEUDOSPAM - SORRY GUYS.
Hey. Nobody's gonna fucking well hurt you if you give us five fucking minutes. Drop it already.
[This was surreal.]
PSEUDOSPAM - NO WORRIES.
And then Paddy grabs her arm, giving her a moment of stability. She switches her grip on the staff, instead trying to slam it down on Paddy's foot and break free.]
PSEUDOSPAM
Re: PSEUDOSPAM
PSEUDOSPAM
PSEUDOSPAM
We just want to talk.
[At least now they're finally in a better position to drag her to the common room. Please please please, Angelica, calm her down.]
Re: PSEUDOSPAM
And leave my foot alone. [See, now that was starting to hurt.]
PSEUDOSPAM
PSEUDOSPAM
PSEUDOSPAM - sorry I'm late! Assume the talk, or continue to play it out?
Lord, what was she supposed to say?]
PSEUDOSPAM - I'M ALL FOR PLAYING IT OUT. You're not late I'm just overeager. :c
PSEUDOSPAM - ahaha. Oh good, I was worried! Then I'll just reply.... :D
PSEUDOSPAM - YOU GUYS HAVE PERMISSION TO SKIP ARTHUR FOREVER
[NOW SKIP HIM.]
Re: PSEUDOSPAM - PADDY WANTS IN.
PSEUDOSPAM
PSEUDOSPAM
I am not sure where you think you are presently, but what-ever that place may be, this is not it.
Surely you've done a little wandering. You might have noticed that you are on a ship, but not a ship that would strike you as familiar. Worth noting is that there are over a hundred occupants living here upon this...barge, and most of them have woken up only to find themselves here, the same as you.
What is the last memory you have before you found yourself here?