wooliefrand (
wooliefrand) wrote2015-07-01 02:07 pm
IT'S CL-OVER
Who: Clover (and friends??)
What: What indeed
When: TBD
[GATHER AT THE FOUNTAIN ONCE YOUR PREPS ARE MADE AND TO BE SENT SOMEWHERE YOU'VE BEEN]
What: What indeed
When: TBD
[GATHER AT THE FOUNTAIN ONCE YOUR PREPS ARE MADE AND TO BE SENT SOMEWHERE YOU'VE BEEN]

Re: ANSWER/DISCUSS
Memory one: Clover Flock, Paper beats rock.
Memory two: Useless Priest, Scissors beats paper.
Memory three: Ceo, Rock beats scissors.
That should be the answer.
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GYAHAHAHA! Look at that, didn't even need to *cheat* this time.
You win, the little guy's yours. I'll just take what was owed. . .
[a bit more of his memory is shown. "What will you wager to save your flock?"
He hesitates, but then says defiantly, holding up his fingers. Two things. His eyes, and his humanity if he must. Anything to keep his Clovers safe. Anything. . .
He thought.
But he got scared.
It was a shadow wolf that took his eye.
He couldn't give up anything else. And so he ran, like a coward. Would Clover survive. . .? They didn't need someone as useless as him, right. . .?
From sanctuary to sanctuary, he'd drink the rest of his eternity away, trying to forget his flock. . .
[The demon snickers]
Don't know why he was so nervous. Didn't want his soul. His body is a good enough prize for me.
Ain't that right, Sham?
[PAYMENT: SHAM'S HUMANOID FORM.
STAY WEASEL'D BITCH.
But! Gambler Demon is good on his word. Clover will get their 'bonus' back at the Pasture.]
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Everyone finds themselves..............
back in Ceo's office. Sham is probably in someone's arm.
Ceo is just spreading his arms like WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK]
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So we'll be goin' now, seeya. Good mini-ritual. Enjoy the grapes.
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... Okay we did not plan that, I swear.
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You don't plan anything and yet you keep getting in my way! I am done!!
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[ Spinel salutes him, half-turned on her heels. ]
We're outta here! Seeya, Chrysanthemum.
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That.]
What--
2/3
a wind blows]
heck
3/3
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Bye Chrissy! Sorry for wrecking everything, but we're done here now!
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Badass, isn't he?
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Pleasure doing business, as always.
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Crying on him. They're fake tears right now but he doesn't need to know that.]
You little shit!
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[YOUR FUR IS GETTING WET SHAM, SHE'S RUBBING THOSE TEARS ALL OVER YOU]
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N,no!! Just leave me!! Augh. . .!
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[ Narrah is fifteen ]
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Seriously?
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