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[lucetimods]

Who: EVERYONE
What: Event stuff happening!
When: RIGHT NOW?? Can be starting on the 27th and onward.
Where: EVERYWHERE
Summary: Creatures and creations and whatnot from the Battle Dome are appearing all over. This is for the sake of having a mass log available for everyone, so have a free-for-all~
Rating: ...Unrated, too many people 8

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[gasconadead]

[ The 27th ]

[ Flynn woke up this morning on cold, hard stone. ... that was strange, seeing as he'd taken up residence in Community Building 7. Startled into wakefulness, he'd ended up in his feet before he was even fully aware of his surroundings. Once it sank in -- the tiny room he was in -- he went quite pale

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[not_a_bluesbro]

[Oh, you're climbing this particular roof? Then you won't be surprised when suddenly as Flynn reaches the top PREACHER IN YOUR FACE.]

Hello there!

I LOVE YOU [1/2]

[gasconadead]

YAAAAH!

[ Falls off the roof. ]

[gasconadead]

[ ... mostly. Only mostly. He's clinging by his fingertips and has a foothold on a window edge. It takes him a minute or two of fiddling and futzing about before his feet find purchase and he can actually boost himself back up, with a VERY IRRITATED EXPRESSION. ]

What the heck was that for?! I could have broken my neck! [ Hauls himself onto the roof proper and blows out a huge breath. Don't mind the frying pans, or the jug of oil, attached to his back. ] As if the monsters weren't enough, I run into people like you.

;u;

[not_a_bluesbro]

[You have a jug of shitty oil, I have a big awesome cross. You have no room for talking crap, padre. Wolfwood just gives him a slap on the back at that.]

Sorry, sorry--I've been scaring holograms off the roof for a while, now. It's pretty entertaining.

[OR HAS HE. You'll never know. Instead he just leans back on said cross casually.]

... Planning on cooking something?

[gasconadead]

... scaring. By what, saying hello to them?

[ This is the flattest, nastiest look in history. ] No! No, just -- forget it. --This is how I've been fighting, alright? It works. [ This glare dares you to gainsay him. ]

[not_a_bluesbro]

No, not always. Sometimes I see if they're crazy vengeful monsters and shoot them off.

[/trollface]

But it looks like it's been pretty calm lately, on this roof. Not much for the last few minutes. Lucky me.

[gasconadead]

... should I be glad I apparently don't look like a crazy, vengeful monster? [ Flat. so flat.

..... and continues to stare at him. ] Must be easy pickings from up here. [ ... that grouse in his voice seems to suggest Wolfwood is cheating. Or maybe he's just pissy he's been doing all his fighting down and dirty in the fray. ]

1/2

[not_a_bluesbro]

Oh, don't be mad at me that you spent so much time down there with them.

With your powerful frying pans.

[not_a_bluesbro]

[SUDDENLY HE PULLS A GUN FROM HIS WAISTBAND AND FIRES AT YOU.

...

Well, not at Flynn. There was a spider the size of a house looming behind him with its teeth bared wide at his pretty little outlaw head. :|]

1/2

[gasconadead]

[ ......... ]

[gasconadead]

[ Slooooowly. Just. Sort of. ... lies back on the roof. Jug of oil be damned. Frying pans also be damned. Extra damned, even. Tilting his head back. Whatever was behind him is gone.

He stays that way. Then he lifts a hand, index finger pointing straight up. ]

I think maybe I need to invest in some sort of sling shot.

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Oh, that calls for a troll grin.]

You think so?

I'm surprised you haven't ran yourself to the blacksmith, by now. They make pretty sturdy swords.

[gasconadead]

I didn't want a sword, alright? Jeez. [ Doesn't sit up, though he does fold his hands over his chest instead. ] You people. Aaaaalways judging the frying pan. Can't a man use kitchen utensils as weapons in peace?

[not_a_bluesbro]

Oh, so you would've been fine with a frying pan against a giant spider? [He motions towards the edge of the roof, clearly amused at the image.] By all means, then, I'll leave the next one to you.

Though I don't think there'll be much peace involved.

[gasconadead]

[ A HEAVY SIGH. ] Nothing like this exists in my world, alright? The worst thing I had to worry about were guards. Human guards! [ HAND GESTURE.... ] I can't help it this place is crazy!