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Thirty Fourth PSI
Apr. 14th, 2011 11:06 pm( Preluding events.... )
[action 1]
[Lucas is on his hands and knees, crawling around! In the middle of his yard, in the middle of your yard, in the middle of the sidewalk, and, uh. In the middle of the road, blocking traffic obliviously! His walking table is intelligent enough to stand in front of him so in case any cars come, Lucas is not run over but swerved around, instead. None have so far, though.]
[action 2]
[The scent of the stinkbug is strong in your house! Whether this is because the stinkbug is actually hiding in your house or because Lucas is covered with the stench and is rummaging through your cabinets is up for debate.]
[action 3]
[Lucas is nowhere to be found for this one. Instead, you now have a rather grotesquely large bug crawling on your hand, legs, or if you're feeling particularly adventurous, head and face. If you play this one right, you may become privy to a bizarre and moving tale . . . The stinkbug is the keeper of memories, telling the truth of the story behind the formation of the Nowhere Islands, Lucas's home.]
[voice]
[That night, when all the commotion had died down, Lucas will make a call that he continually toggles between public and private before he finally decides he has nothing to lose.]
So . . . Um. Everyone knows that there's a dance coming up by now, right? ...It sounds like it might be fun. After everything we've gone through . . . maybe it will be a good opportunity to relax and get to know more people. ...I didn't want to go to the last one, but it turned out to be pretty OK.
[After some more awkward hemming and hawing, eventually, Lucas gets to the point.]
I, ah. Actually, I'd like to ask a favor. I-I . . . I'd like to ask.... That, um. It'd be nice if -- . . . Possibly. It's OK if there's no one who can, b-but if anyone could teach me how to dance........
[action 1]
[Lucas is on his hands and knees, crawling around! In the middle of his yard, in the middle of your yard, in the middle of the sidewalk, and, uh. In the middle of the road, blocking traffic obliviously! His walking table is intelligent enough to stand in front of him so in case any cars come, Lucas is not run over but swerved around, instead. None have so far, though.]
[action 2]
[The scent of the stinkbug is strong in your house! Whether this is because the stinkbug is actually hiding in your house or because Lucas is covered with the stench and is rummaging through your cabinets is up for debate.]
[action 3]
[Lucas is nowhere to be found for this one. Instead, you now have a rather grotesquely large bug crawling on your hand, legs, or if you're feeling particularly adventurous, head and face. If you play this one right, you may become privy to a bizarre and moving tale . . . The stinkbug is the keeper of memories, telling the truth of the story behind the formation of the Nowhere Islands, Lucas's home.]
[voice]
[That night, when all the commotion had died down, Lucas will make a call that he continually toggles between public and private before he finally decides he has nothing to lose.]
So . . . Um. Everyone knows that there's a dance coming up by now, right? ...It sounds like it might be fun. After everything we've gone through . . . maybe it will be a good opportunity to relax and get to know more people. ...I didn't want to go to the last one, but it turned out to be pretty OK.
[After some more awkward hemming and hawing, eventually, Lucas gets to the point.]
I, ah. Actually, I'd like to ask a favor. I-I . . . I'd like to ask.... That, um. It'd be nice if -- . . . Possibly. It's OK if there's no one who can, b-but if anyone could teach me how to dance........
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