Imeeji Idol Productions ([personal profile] idolpro) wrote2020-11-02 05:07 am

PPP; S.3, T.3

The clock strikes twelve and everyone will find themselves inexorably drawn to a seat; the once-empty place marking now bears their name on it. The place settings and food items all vanish in a spray of glitter, and the In the middle of the tables what appears in their stead are--two fancy gold chests, one inlaid with red jewels and the other inlaid with blue jewels (neither of which can be opened yet) as well as what looks to be a game board and, of course, a single dice. The long, billowing curtains draw down around each table and--you'll find yourself unable to leave your table, or see or hear anything beyond it other than the background music which continues to play.


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young_atlas: (the Children of the Sun)

Re: Raven

[personal profile] young_atlas 2020-11-03 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
I'm S.

If it gets worse, there's a couple of positions that make it easier to breathe? [Not sure what else he could suggest with FLOWERS IN AIRYWAYS.]
selfpreservationist: (over many a tangled spray)

Re: Raven

[personal profile] selfpreservationist 2020-11-03 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
You can call me Raven.

I'll be fine... probably.

[cough. rose petals]
young_atlas: (that we're living on)

Re: Raven

[personal profile] young_atlas 2020-11-03 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Nnnngh.]

Just say if it gets worse.
selfpreservationist: <user name="oira"> (the busy bee has no time for sorrow.)

Re: Raven

[personal profile] selfpreservationist 2020-11-03 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
I shall, do not worry.
young_atlas: (we have shamed so far)

Re: Raven

[personal profile] young_atlas 2020-11-03 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
Okay.

[He always worries.]