[ITP: wafflepuppies :D]
[There is a table outside. Atop is a pile of whistles. They come in many colors you'd expect, and many you wouldn't. It's hard to tell if they're made of plastic, metal, painted wood, or some other material. By the table is an anthropomorphic personification of insanity. She's got a whistle and is tweeting it between her lips. Coming up to her out of absolutely nowhere are dog-sized, dog-shaped waffle... things. They woof and arf and sniff around.]
Hooray for wafflepuppies! You guys made it here! Somehow I knew the whistle was somewhere between my realm and here. Then I realized...
Um. I realized... I real...
What was it, again? Maybe it had to do with being in a person a different way the way my sister gets to be a person every once in a bluggerbunk. I bet THAT helped me find it.
[It's Tuesday. Do you need a wafflepuppy whistle?]
((ooc: going to bed. will run post all day Tuesday once I am up. back!!!))
Hooray for wafflepuppies! You guys made it here! Somehow I knew the whistle was somewhere between my realm and here. Then I realized...
Um. I realized... I real...
What was it, again? Maybe it had to do with being in a person a different way the way my sister gets to be a person every once in a bluggerbunk. I bet THAT helped me find it.
[It's Tuesday. Do you need a wafflepuppy whistle?]
((ooc: going to bed. will run post all day Tuesday once I am up. back!!!))