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returninghope) wrote2011-09-22 07:25 pm
returninghope) wrote2011-09-22 07:25 pm
Regret 008; [Action - Afternoon]
[Good afternoon Luceti, it’s a beautiful day isn’t? There’s nothing that could ruin this lovely day in the square. Absolutely nothing, am I right?
Not even the giant, mountain of six-foot tall, icky, mud-colored slump of sludge trying to worm it’s way to the center. Or that absolutely foul smell that seems to be emanating from it. The creature, whoever or whatever it is, is lurching towards the fountain, leaving a trail of the oily, thick substance behind it. It doesn’t seem to be able to talk, and when it tries, there’s the faint sound of sputtering, coughing, and perhaps a bit of gagging going on deep in it’s center.
Unfortunately, there’s not enough water in the fountain to wash all of that scum away. Care to lend a hand, citizens?]
[ooc: Zan’nen’s come back from his kidnapping cosplaying as a Grimer! Just kidding. (Although that’s a simple way to put it.) He’s come back covered in nasty, sticky sludge. It’s not poisonous, although the smell is terrible. It’s layered on so thick, he’s about twice his normal thickness, and quite a few inches taller. It also tastes terrible... Eww. ]
Not even the giant, mountain of six-foot tall, icky, mud-colored slump of sludge trying to worm it’s way to the center. Or that absolutely foul smell that seems to be emanating from it. The creature, whoever or whatever it is, is lurching towards the fountain, leaving a trail of the oily, thick substance behind it. It doesn’t seem to be able to talk, and when it tries, there’s the faint sound of sputtering, coughing, and perhaps a bit of gagging going on deep in it’s center.
Unfortunately, there’s not enough water in the fountain to wash all of that scum away. Care to lend a hand, citizens?]
[ooc: Zan’nen’s come back from his kidnapping cosplaying as a Grimer! Just kidding. (Although that’s a simple way to put it.) He’s come back covered in nasty, sticky sludge. It’s not poisonous, although the smell is terrible. It’s layered on so thick, he’s about twice his normal thickness, and quite a few inches taller. It also tastes terrible... Eww. ]
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While they were gone, he tried to scrape at least most of the surface muck from his person, so that he didn't dirty every room he stepped in with a pile of the stuff. It was hopelessly caked in his hair, and walled to his clothing, but at least his face and hands had become somewhat recognizable, and most of the excess was now floating in the fountain. Ick.]
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Looks like we might need to get you to the lake afterall, then.
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Rikuto, why are you so dirty?