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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selfpreservationist: (selfish father of men!)

Re: S

[personal profile] selfpreservationist 2020-11-03 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
[raven has it. he's not going to miss it]

Oh.
young_atlas: (that we're living on)

Re: S

[personal profile] young_atlas 2020-11-03 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Coughing after the cackling.]

Is that seriously necessary? Ohohoho- [Coughs.]
selfpreservationist: (albions coast is sick silent;)

Re: S

[personal profile] selfpreservationist 2020-11-03 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
Be grateful it isn't anything worse.

[coughs up some petals, as an example]
young_atlas: (is all we have)

Re: S

[personal profile] young_atlas 2020-11-05 11:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Looks at the petal.]

[Shrugs. OKAY FAIR.]