After Dinner
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Aug 15, 2024 12:23 pm
OOC:
As Parish, I would like to choose the question, "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?"Aug 16, 2024 8:04 am
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As Gertrude I'll go with the question "Should i get a real job here?"
Last edited August 16, 2024 8:05 am
Aug 16, 2024 8:34 am
The dirty dishes loom large over the quiet and kitchen. Gertrude and Parish prepare to get to work, grateful for one another's company as they ponder the questions on their mind. Perhaps others will join them soon...
Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 4 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 15 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 0 tokens
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
OOC:
Gertrude's Question: "Should i get a real job here?" - 4 tokensParish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 4 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 15 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 0 tokens
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
Aug 16, 2024 9:09 pm
Gertrude doesn't know where to put herself, it feels like an age of silence and while she enjoys the quiet it still feels uncomfortable... maybe she's not the only one with troubles weighing down on her.
"It's, ummm, it's quieter in here isn't it." she hesitantly opens.
"It's, ummm, it's quieter in here isn't it." she hesitantly opens.
Aug 16, 2024 9:57 pm
Rag-and-Bones enters the kitchen, chuckling softly. He'd snuck right into the bed & breakfast in his cunning disguise, easy as pie! Nobody knew that he was Yazeba's arch-nemesis, destined to destroy the world!
His disguise? He was wearing a...skeleton costume over his actual skeletal body. The costume's filling was cotton, enclosed in a plastic shell, and thicker than it should've been; it made him look...not muscular, since he had no muscles, but like he'd been chugging milk non-stop to develop incredibly large bones.
And it was hot wearing this disguise. No, he didn't sweat, but his marrow felt "wacky" if he exerted himself too much.
He stops when he notices Parish and Gertrude. His beady (fake) eyes scrutinize them coldly, along with the towering stack of dirty dishes.
"Don't you all have slaves...I mean servants...to handle this mess? And how many dishes are there?!"
He disdainfully pokes a stack of gooey plates with a doubly-bony finger. The stack wobbles to the left...then the right...then a plate slides off and falls to the floor, breaking into a dozen pieces.
The skeleton glares at the shards as if they had somehow harmed him.
"Ah, no great loss. I'm sure they were cheap anyway. And destruction is necessary; you can't create without first destroying something. Even a painter ruins a blank canvas when he begins a masterpiece. And...uh...anyway...."
"My name's Cal Cium. Call me Cal."
His disguise? He was wearing a...skeleton costume over his actual skeletal body. The costume's filling was cotton, enclosed in a plastic shell, and thicker than it should've been; it made him look...not muscular, since he had no muscles, but like he'd been chugging milk non-stop to develop incredibly large bones.
And it was hot wearing this disguise. No, he didn't sweat, but his marrow felt "wacky" if he exerted himself too much.
He stops when he notices Parish and Gertrude. His beady (fake) eyes scrutinize them coldly, along with the towering stack of dirty dishes.
"Don't you all have slaves...I mean servants...to handle this mess? And how many dishes are there?!"
He disdainfully pokes a stack of gooey plates with a doubly-bony finger. The stack wobbles to the left...then the right...then a plate slides off and falls to the floor, breaking into a dozen pieces.
The skeleton glares at the shards as if they had somehow harmed him.
"Ah, no great loss. I'm sure they were cheap anyway. And destruction is necessary; you can't create without first destroying something. Even a painter ruins a blank canvas when he begins a masterpiece. And...uh...anyway...."
"My name's Cal Cium. Call me Cal."
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Whoopsie: Drop a soapy dish, and break it. Take token from "How many more dishes are left?" Give it to Parish. Think that's how it works?Aug 16, 2024 10:52 pm
Parish looks over at "Cal" and then back to Gertrude. "Well it was.' He murmurs then turns back to the skeleton. "We all help out here, Mr Cium. Many hands make light work after all." Parish looks the skeleton up and down. "Did you not find dinner to your liking? Looks like you could use some meat on those bones."
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Bingo, Give some fatherly advice. Take a token from Gertrude's question.Aug 19, 2024 5:20 pm
Amelie hears the crash! They zip into the kitchen in Skate Mode, but only to find shards of—
Yazeba’s heirloom china!
"Oh… I am late for my duty."
The maid-bot’s fingers and thumbs and lower legs are covered in greenish stains from weeding the garden. Amelie wasn’t shirking. It simply isn’t possible to be in two places at once!
Maybe if I didn’t push the cloning machine down the grand stairwell…?
Yazeba’s heirloom china!
"Oh… I am late for my duty."
The maid-bot’s fingers and thumbs and lower legs are covered in greenish stains from weeding the garden. Amelie wasn’t shirking. It simply isn’t possible to be in two places at once!
Maybe if I didn’t push the cloning machine down the grand stairwell…?
Aug 19, 2024 7:37 pm
Gertrude, rushes over to help Amelie, grabbing a dustpan and brush,
"You're not late, we're early - everyone else is still eating dinner. You should take a moment for yourself, I'll clean this up"
She cleans up the broken china with some haste before Amelie takes over.
"You're not late, we're early - everyone else is still eating dinner. You should take a moment for yourself, I'll clean this up"
She cleans up the broken china with some haste before Amelie takes over.
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Bingo - Make myself useful, taking a token from my own questionAug 19, 2024 9:30 pm
Cal tries to hide his disgust at Parish's suggestion to help clean. Such mundane, dirty tasks were for peasants, not people of his stature!
Then Amelie and Gertrude rush around to clean up his mess, and he smiles. So helpful, selfless, and apparently naive! They'd make excellent minions!
(He currently only has one minion, a rat named Ratto. The rat is burrowed into his skeleton suit around his right hip, hopefully sleeping, or at least lazing. If Ratto hopped out of his hiding spot and made a ruckus while Yazeba was around, the witch would know his true identity in an instant!)
"Oh, you all are so...useful. Alas, I would aid you, but my...uh...arm bones are a bit creaky."
He raises his right arm and makes a (he hopes) surreptitious creaking noise with his teeth, but this shouldn't fool anyone.
"And you know, I've had this problem for some time, but I've heard that Yazeba's spellbook has all sorts of fantastic spells. Perhaps one of you can direct me to it? Or better yet, retrieve it for me? No need to bother Yazeba; I'm sure she has enough on her plate running this bed and breakfast. And I'm certain her spellbook has something to heal me!"
Then Amelie and Gertrude rush around to clean up his mess, and he smiles. So helpful, selfless, and apparently naive! They'd make excellent minions!
(He currently only has one minion, a rat named Ratto. The rat is burrowed into his skeleton suit around his right hip, hopefully sleeping, or at least lazing. If Ratto hopped out of his hiding spot and made a ruckus while Yazeba was around, the witch would know his true identity in an instant!)
"Oh, you all are so...useful. Alas, I would aid you, but my...uh...arm bones are a bit creaky."
He raises his right arm and makes a (he hopes) surreptitious creaking noise with his teeth, but this shouldn't fool anyone.
"And you know, I've had this problem for some time, but I've heard that Yazeba's spellbook has all sorts of fantastic spells. Perhaps one of you can direct me to it? Or better yet, retrieve it for me? No need to bother Yazeba; I'm sure she has enough on her plate running this bed and breakfast. And I'm certain her spellbook has something to heal me!"
Aug 20, 2024 10:31 am
[ +- ] Chapter Status
Gertrude's Question: "Should i get a real job here?" - 2 tokens
Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 4 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 14 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 0 tokens
Gertrude: 1 token
Parish: 2 tokens
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 4 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 14 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 0 tokens
Gertrude: 1 token
Parish: 2 tokens
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
Aug 20, 2024 1:29 pm
Amelie is very sure that Cal is trying to steal from their boss. But the only time Amelie has ever jumped to conclusions was the time they stepped on the Jump to Conclusions Mat to dust a chandelier during Mr. Boggs’ party, and they accidentally won the game by ‘jumping’ to the YES! conclusion. This ruined the party. Jumping to conclusions is wrong.
So rather than assume and accuse……the robo-maid totally avoids words like ‘steal’ and ‘Yazeba’s’ and ‘spell’ and ‘book.’ "Creaky limbs, you say. I have just the thing."
Amelie reaches into their apron’s middle drawer and whips out a blue canister with a red straw. At first glance, it appears to be an ordinary can of WD-40. That is, until the maid-bot rotates their hand so Cal can read the label.
WD-41
"It is not available in stores," Amelie says. "Please identify the creaky spot."
So rather than assume and accuse…
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Whoopsie! Change the subject, give a token to Gertrude who can learn how ineffective it is to dodge an important topic.Amelie reaches into their apron’s middle drawer and whips out a blue canister with a red straw. At first glance, it appears to be an ordinary can of WD-40. That is, until the maid-bot rotates their hand so Cal can read the label.
WD-41
"It is not available in stores," Amelie says. "Please identify the creaky spot."
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Aug 20, 2024 9:43 pm
Viv swirled in after dinner, it had been quite delightful true but now everyone was gethering together in a big group to do something else. Viv prefers to be on the edges and outskirts of things so she's in the kitchen. "Oh, that is quite the pile of dishes. I can assist if you like."
She moves on over to the sink and the first thing she pulls up is a disgusting hairball. Where did this come from? She tosses it into the trash and moves on to actually washing a dish.
She moves on over to the sink and the first thing she pulls up is a disgusting hairball. Where did this come from? She tosses it into the trash and moves on to actually washing a dish.
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Whoopsie: Dredge up something best forgotten.Aug 21, 2024 9:25 pm
Cal glares at this robot (?) and shakes his head so hard he actually does creak, totally for real this time.
"WD-41? Now, I'm not familiar with this, but I am familiar with WD-40. And that's not supposed to be used on living creatures! It's to help with rust, to loosen up metal things, to lubricate, and so on. I may be a skeleton (a bigger skeleton, don't judge me), but I'm still alive!"
"Plus, you say it's not available in stores, which is very suspicious. If it's so great, why can't the public purchase it? I bet it's harmful, perhaps even fatal! I have a mind to contact the EPA, the FBI, OSHA, DARPA, maybe even NIAMS!"
In his agitation, he flails his arms around...and again knocks over dishes. This time, it's not just one, but an entire stack. At least ten plates smash onto the kitchen floor, scattering shards everywhere.Again he looks at the pieces as if they were at fault, but then realizes he should tone down his outrage. Breaking a single plate was one thing; breaking ten was quite another. He didn't want to completely alienate these folks; after all, he still needs minions.
"I am..."
Five seconds pass. Then ten. Then fifteen. This was harder than anticipated.
"...sorry for the mess."
He doesn't offer to clean up, though, maintaining some of his elitism.
"WD-41? Now, I'm not familiar with this, but I am familiar with WD-40. And that's not supposed to be used on living creatures! It's to help with rust, to loosen up metal things, to lubricate, and so on. I may be a skeleton (a bigger skeleton, don't judge me), but I'm still alive!"
"Plus, you say it's not available in stores, which is very suspicious. If it's so great, why can't the public purchase it? I bet it's harmful, perhaps even fatal! I have a mind to contact the EPA, the FBI, OSHA, DARPA, maybe even NIAMS!"
In his agitation, he flails his arms around...and again knocks over dishes. This time, it's not just one, but an entire stack. At least ten plates smash onto the kitchen floor, scattering shards everywhere.
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Whoopsie: Drop a soapy dish(es), and break it. Take token from "How many more dishes are left?" Give it to Parish. Same thing!"I am..."
Five seconds pass. Then ten. Then fifteen. This was harder than anticipated.
"...sorry for the mess."
He doesn't offer to clean up, though, maintaining some of his elitism.
Aug 21, 2024 10:54 pm
Gertrude shoots "Cal" a glare, you'd think the effect would be lost behind the mask, but she somehow makes it work. She steps pointedly in front of him, aggressively clearing the shards of broken pottery.
"If you're not going to help, you don't have to be here - go eat your dinner, or entertain yourself in your room, or something..."
"If you're not going to help, you don't have to be here - go eat your dinner, or entertain yourself in your room, or something..."
Aug 21, 2024 10:56 pm
Totes_McGee says:
"…I have a mind to contact the EPA, the FBI, OSHA, DARPA, maybe even NIAMS!"OOC:
WHOOPSIE!⚡️ Get passive-aggressive about it.
Taking from the question: "Should i get a real job here?"
Who can learn? Well, Parish might most value the lesson: never agitate a person who is handling several breakable objects. And bonus: he also knows a great company to order plates from.
Aug 21, 2024 11:30 pm
[ +- ] Chapter Status
Gertrude's Question: "Should i get a real job here?" - 1 token
Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 4 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 12 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 0 tokens
Gertrude: 1 token
Parish: 5 tokens
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 4 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 12 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 0 tokens
Gertrude: 1 token
Parish: 5 tokens
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
Aug 22, 2024 7:16 pm
She quietly cleans up the broken dishes then begins cleaning some more. She is the quiet lake with barely a ripple. As is her way she’s out of the way and quiet. No boats are being nudged, let alone rocked.
Gertrude gets a token
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Whoopsie: Lapse into silence.Gertrude gets a token
Aug 22, 2024 8:04 pm
It's clear Cal has thoroughly irritated the group. But is he going to back down? He is not.
"Hypocrisy! I thought this was supposed to be an accepting group, yet you cruelly ostracize me over a few broken plates! And that's after trying to poison me with this black market WD-41 substance!"
"I'll show you all! Nobody insults Ra...Cal Cium!"
He grabs the bottle of dishwashing liquid (Dawn Ultra? Or does Yazeba keep some weak off-brand stuff?) and rushes out of the kitchen!
"Let's see you all clean those dishes now! You'll never get that grease off without soap!"
Too late, he considers the possibility that there's another bottle in the cupboard, or wherever. Or that resourceful folks could find a way to still clean. Or that the sink was possibly sudsy enough, and no more dishwashing liquid was needed.
Details! He was still a daring, dangerous thief who'd cunningly derailed the group's efforts. He clomps down the hallway, holding the bottle tightly under his arm like it's as valuable as a diamond.
"Hypocrisy! I thought this was supposed to be an accepting group, yet you cruelly ostracize me over a few broken plates! And that's after trying to poison me with this black market WD-41 substance!"
"I'll show you all! Nobody insults Ra...Cal Cium!"
He grabs the bottle of dishwashing liquid (Dawn Ultra? Or does Yazeba keep some weak off-brand stuff?) and rushes out of the kitchen!
"Let's see you all clean those dishes now! You'll never get that grease off without soap!"
Too late, he considers the possibility that there's another bottle in the cupboard, or wherever. Or that resourceful folks could find a way to still clean. Or that the sink was possibly sudsy enough, and no more dishwashing liquid was needed.
Details! He was still a daring, dangerous thief who'd cunningly derailed the group's efforts. He clomps down the hallway, holding the bottle tightly under his arm like it's as valuable as a diamond.
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Bingo: Run off with something I'm not supposed to have. Keep my token for now.Aug 23, 2024 9:32 pm
"What?!" Gertrude just stares after the peculiar skele...man, as he runs off. "does he really think we're going to chase him for soap?"
Aug 23, 2024 10:12 pm
Amelie replies, "We do not have to. The B&B is amply stocked." The robo-maid steps over to the supply cabinet and produces a new bottle of premium brand dish soap.
Aug 24, 2024 9:55 pm
Parish shrugs his shoulders. "If I'm right, I know exactly who that strange skeleton man is and he very much has no idea what is going on at any time." Parish sighs. He really does throw all of us into sharp relief though, doesn't he? All of us here helping because its the right thing to do or because it needs to be done, or even just to help out others. That's what really keeps a place like this running. That;s what's being a found family is all about." Parish smiles at them all. "How many dishes are left?"
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Bingo Dispense fatherly wisdom. Take a token from Parish's question. Take a token from the Scullery question. Place 5 tokens on the Big Question.Aug 24, 2024 11:55 pm
Gertrude looks at Parish and blinks slowly, "Found family, I like that... all the residents here are better than my family ever were... even Yezeba, grumpy as she is. You don't know how much you all mean to me."
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Bingo - Give a genuinely sweet compliment, take a token from Parish's quesitonAug 25, 2024 8:47 pm
Cackling, Cal skids to a stop and looks behind him, eager to see his foes in hot pursuit. But the hallway is empty and silent.
Damn! He was hoping to prove his superiority by outsmarting them during a chase, but they weren't cooperating! They'd probably already found a new bottle of dishwashing liquid, and were laughing at his pointless theft!
"Insignificant buffoons! You think you've got one up on me, but you're sorely mistaken!"
He tosses the bottle aside, and it thunks against the baseboard before rolling to a stop. Thankfully, the plastic doesn't rupture, so nobody has to clean up yet another of his messes.
He then reaches into his costume, grabbing for Ratto. He pokes around in the wrong spot for a few seconds before remembering where his rat minion is located. Finally he pulls her out and holds her in his bone-hand. The rat had been sleeping, per his instructions, and now blinks at him and yawns, wondering why his plans had suddenly changed.
"OK, Ratto, my faithful minion, new mission for you: reconnaissance!"
"Rats!"
This is the only word Ratto utters, but Rag-and-Bones believes he can divine different meanings based on her intonation and body language. In most cases, he's deluding himself.
"Don't give me any backtalk! We must be flexible in the face of adversity!"
"R A T S!"
"Enough! As I said, I need you for reconnaissance. Walk down to the kitchen and eavesdrop on those imbeciles who are cleaning dishes like ignorant peons. It's down the hall, second door on the left. Someone is sure to mention something about Yazeba and her spellbook!"
"ℝ𝕒𝕥𝕤!"
"And do not allow yourself to be seen! We must maintain this Cal Cium disguise!"
"Ⓡⓐⓣⓢ!"
"Oh fooey!"
Though Ratto apparently has reservations, she does as commanded, and skitters down the hallway. But either she didn't understand all of Cal's instructions, or chose to deliberately ignore them, because she abandons all stealthiness. Instead, she walks right into the kitchen and stares up at the cleaning crew.
"🇷🇦🇹🇸!"
It comes across as welcoming.
Damn! He was hoping to prove his superiority by outsmarting them during a chase, but they weren't cooperating! They'd probably already found a new bottle of dishwashing liquid, and were laughing at his pointless theft!
"Insignificant buffoons! You think you've got one up on me, but you're sorely mistaken!"
He tosses the bottle aside, and it thunks against the baseboard before rolling to a stop. Thankfully, the plastic doesn't rupture, so nobody has to clean up yet another of his messes.
He then reaches into his costume, grabbing for Ratto. He pokes around in the wrong spot for a few seconds before remembering where his rat minion is located. Finally he pulls her out and holds her in his bone-hand. The rat had been sleeping, per his instructions, and now blinks at him and yawns, wondering why his plans had suddenly changed.
"OK, Ratto, my faithful minion, new mission for you: reconnaissance!"
"Rats!"
This is the only word Ratto utters, but Rag-and-Bones believes he can divine different meanings based on her intonation and body language. In most cases, he's deluding himself.
"Don't give me any backtalk! We must be flexible in the face of adversity!"
"R A T S!"
"Enough! As I said, I need you for reconnaissance. Walk down to the kitchen and eavesdrop on those imbeciles who are cleaning dishes like ignorant peons. It's down the hall, second door on the left. Someone is sure to mention something about Yazeba and her spellbook!"
"ℝ𝕒𝕥𝕤!"
"And do not allow yourself to be seen! We must maintain this Cal Cium disguise!"
"Ⓡⓐⓣⓢ!"
"Oh fooey!"
Though Ratto apparently has reservations, she does as commanded, and skitters down the hallway. But either she didn't understand all of Cal's instructions, or chose to deliberately ignore them, because she abandons all stealthiness. Instead, she walks right into the kitchen and stares up at the cleaning crew.
"🇷🇦🇹🇸!"
It comes across as welcoming.
Aug 25, 2024 10:45 pm
Amelie observes the critter, which Yazeba may have warned them about.
"Family. I understand why Cal is upset now. It is likely, albeit only a 51.4% probability based on statistical data on non-traditional pets with non-traditional owners, that Cal worries we do not accept his Ratto as family."
Amelie squats down to pet the rat.
"You are beautiful, Ratto. You are family."
⭐️ Process a feeling (Rodent Fondness!) not in your index.
I will take a token from Parish’s question.
"Family. I understand why Cal is upset now. It is likely, albeit only a 51.4% probability based on statistical data on non-traditional pets with non-traditional owners, that Cal worries we do not accept his Ratto as family."
Amelie squats down to pet the rat.
"You are beautiful, Ratto. You are family."
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BINGO!⭐️ Process a feeling (Rodent Fondness!) not in your index.
I will take a token from Parish’s question.
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Aug 26, 2024 8:26 am
[ +- ] Chapter Status
Gertrude's Question: "Should i get a real job here?" - 1 token
Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 1 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 8 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 5 tokens
Amelie: 1 token
Gertrude: 4 tokens
Parish: 2 tokens
Rag-and-Bones: 1 token
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 1 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 8 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 5 tokens
Amelie: 1 token
Gertrude: 4 tokens
Parish: 2 tokens
Rag-and-Bones: 1 token
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
Aug 26, 2024 11:59 pm
Viv smiles at the happy feelings. Then she spins her hands and has the water start helping to wash the dishes. Amelie, Parish, Gertrude, and the rat are busy processing their feelings so she just helps out.
Coin removal from Gertrude’s question
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Bingo: Quietly make things easier. Coin removal from Gertrude’s question
Aug 27, 2024 12:45 am
OOC:
Gertrude's question has no more tokens on it, so we now go around the table answering the question for ourselves, as best we can: "Should I get a real job here?" It's up to each person whether they answer it aloud or just in their head.Aug 27, 2024 1:09 am
"I must say that over the years, I have found many ways to pitch in here. Night guard, life guard. Lots of guarding really until I tried my hand at cooking. Just keep doings until you find something that feels right. That becomes your job. How many dishes are left?" Parish asks.
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Aug 27, 2024 1:45 am
"A maid’s work is never done. So why ask if I should get a real job? Because my job is not ‘real’ in the sense it is not humanly possible.
"Therefore, one might interpret a real job as one that is real in the human sense. Ideal work conditions for a human would include a work-life balance. I could fit Rodent Fondness into my life and tea parties with Hey Kid IV.
"So should I get a real job?" Amelie thinks a moment. "I should not. I am programmed to toil endlessly. Therefore, I choose to do what I should not. In moderation." They pet the rat once more and get back to work.
"Therefore, one might interpret a real job as one that is real in the human sense. Ideal work conditions for a human would include a work-life balance. I could fit Rodent Fondness into my life and tea parties with Hey Kid IV.
"So should I get a real job?" Amelie thinks a moment. "I should not. I am programmed to toil endlessly. Therefore, I choose to do what I should not. In moderation." They pet the rat once more and get back to work.
Aug 27, 2024 2:26 pm
She could stop being a resident and actually get a real job here. There was a nice pond out back that she could live in or maybe just keep her current room? Hmm, the idea almost has merit but, she's the Lady of the Lake and sooner or later someone is going to want an arm glittering in Samite to hold a fabulous sword aloft from a lake so that they can fulfill their destiny.
She sighs to herself deciding that she has a job even if it's not exactly a monday through friday sort of gig. She'll continue to be a guest here though. She continues to clean asking, "How many dishes are left?"
She sighs to herself deciding that she has a job even if it's not exactly a monday through friday sort of gig. She'll continue to be a guest here though. She continues to clean asking, "How many dishes are left?"
Aug 27, 2024 7:22 pm
"Maybe I should just... do this. I know cleaning is Amelie's job but she seems so busy. I could wash the dishes, do laundry, clean around a bit. I dunno, I already impose on Yezeba so much, she's been generous enough to let me stay in the laundry room without paying rent, asking for money for helping out seems like a big ask." Gertrude's more talking to herself than asking for input and then gets embarrassed when she remembers she's in company.
"I mean, I guess."
"I mean, I guess."
Aug 27, 2024 7:35 pm
OOC:
@Totes_McGee may still answer Gertrude’s question for themself, but in the meantime, we can continue on with more Bingos and Whoopsies to make progress on the remaining questions.[ +- ] Chapter Status
Gertrude's Question: "Should i get a real job here?" - 0 token
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Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 1 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 6 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 5 tokens
Amelie: 1 token
Gertrude: 4 tokens
Parish: 3 tokens
Rag-and-Bones: 1 token
Viv: 2 tokens
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
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Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 1 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 6 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 5 tokens
Amelie: 1 token
Gertrude: 4 tokens
Parish: 3 tokens
Rag-and-Bones: 1 token
Viv: 2 tokens
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
Aug 27, 2024 10:45 pm
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I believe the scullery question should be at six and Parish should have one more token as Viv and Parish both asked how many were left.Aug 28, 2024 12:05 am
Since Rag-and-Bones/Cal is absent from this scene, Ratto will answer this question...in her head. A real job? Here? In the sanctuary of her master's nemesis? Inconceivable!
Ratto already has a job, anyway: #1 Minion. She (mostly) likes her position, and she doesn't question Rag's determination to bring about the apocalypse. There was anti-rat sentiment everywhere; before she met Rag-and-Bones, Ratto had nearly been exterminated several times by pest control technicians. Maybe things would be better for rodents after the slate was wiped clean, and the world was rebuilt anew.
That being said, Rag could be an insufferable megalomaniac, and his planning sometimes left a lot to be desired.
(This being thought by the rat who just waltzed right into the kitchen, possibly blowing Cal's cover...but I digress.)
She also wished he could be more generous and loving...so when Amelie calls her "beautiful" and "family," something stirs within her tiny rat-brain.
"Rats!"
The closest translation of this would be "Thank you!"
Feeling happy and full of camaraderie, the rat swiftly crawls onto the kitchen counter...then dives into the soapy sink! She bursts to the surface after a beat, a fork in her hand. Floating on her back, she cleans the fork as best she can with teeth, hands/feet, and tail, then tosses it into the adjacent sink to be rinsed and dried.
No, she's not betraying Rag-and-Bones by helping everyone clean! She can still eavesdrop, maybe trick someone into spilling the beans with a persuasive "Rats!" In fact, by helping clean, she's lulling them into a false sense of security. They'll have no idea an enemy spy is in their midst!
(At least, that's what she tells herself....)
Ratto already has a job, anyway: #1 Minion. She (mostly) likes her position, and she doesn't question Rag's determination to bring about the apocalypse. There was anti-rat sentiment everywhere; before she met Rag-and-Bones, Ratto had nearly been exterminated several times by pest control technicians. Maybe things would be better for rodents after the slate was wiped clean, and the world was rebuilt anew.
That being said, Rag could be an insufferable megalomaniac, and his planning sometimes left a lot to be desired.
(This being thought by the rat who just waltzed right into the kitchen, possibly blowing Cal's cover...but I digress.)
She also wished he could be more generous and loving...so when Amelie calls her "beautiful" and "family," something stirs within her tiny rat-brain.
"Rats!"
The closest translation of this would be "Thank you!"
Feeling happy and full of camaraderie, the rat swiftly crawls onto the kitchen counter...then dives into the soapy sink! She bursts to the surface after a beat, a fork in her hand. Floating on her back, she cleans the fork as best she can with teeth, hands/feet, and tail, then tosses it into the adjacent sink to be rinsed and dried.
No, she's not betraying Rag-and-Bones by helping everyone clean! She can still eavesdrop, maybe trick someone into spilling the beans with a persuasive "Rats!" In fact, by helping clean, she's lulling them into a false sense of security. They'll have no idea an enemy spy is in their midst!
(At least, that's what she tells herself....)
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Bingo: Be helpful, but in the service of a nefarious plot. (Ratto version.)Aug 28, 2024 1:17 pm
Parish chuckles despite himself at Ratto's antics. "That's the spirit, Ratto. Many hands make light work and all that." Parish looks down into the soapy dish water and spies the iron cauldron that Yazeba's insists he uses for soup. Steeling himself he seizes the cauldron, flexes his froggy muscles and heaves it up to give it a good scrubbing. Unfortunately, it almost immediately slips out of his soapy hands and slams back into the sink. Water splashes everywhere and there is a disturbing sound of breaking glass and stoneware.
Parish peers sheepishly at the carnage he has wrought. "Oh dear. How many dishes do you think are left?" He asks starting to the asses the damage.
Parish peers sheepishly at the carnage he has wrought. "Oh dear. How many dishes do you think are left?" He asks starting to the asses the damage.
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Whoopsie Bite off more than I can chew. Take a token from my question and give it to Gertrude. Take a token for asking about the dishes. Place two tokens on the big question. Last edited August 28, 2024 1:18 pm
Aug 28, 2024 1:49 pm
[ +- ] Chapter Status
Gertrude's Question: "Should i get a real job here?" - 0 token
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Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 0 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 5 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 7 tokens
Amelie: 1 token
Gertrude: 5 tokens
Parish: 2 tokens
Rag-and-Bones: 1 token
Viv: 2 tokens
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
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Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 0 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 5 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 7 tokens
Amelie: 1 token
Gertrude: 5 tokens
Parish: 2 tokens
Rag-and-Bones: 1 token
Viv: 2 tokens
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
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Parish's question has no more tokens on it, so we now go around the table answering the question for ourselves, as best we can: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" It's up to each person whether they answer it aloud or just in their head.Aug 29, 2024 9:50 pm
Parish grabs a pair of tongs and starts fishing out shards of glass and cracked plates. "I suppose this could be seen as a sign." He muses to himself. "Trying to do more does not always lead things being better. I should just keep at it. After all no has asked me to do more."
"Though something new to do might be nice." He murmurs out loud.
"Though something new to do might be nice." He murmurs out loud.
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Aug 30, 2024 12:15 am
Amelie answers the question silently.
Can I do more to keep this place afloat? Yes. By focusing on what matters most: the people and other nonhumans that count as people to me, especially those who may be in need of services.
I will do more to keep this place afloat by keeping Ratto afloat.
And so, Amelie continues with their maidly duties, but secretly, they are both dishwasher and Rat Lifeguard. They watch over the rat in a way that is not obvious to her (unless rats have ways of sensing this sort of thing).
⭐️ Make someone's life easier without them realizing. Taking a token from the How Many Dishes Left question.
Can I do more to keep this place afloat? Yes. By focusing on what matters most: the people and other nonhumans that count as people to me, especially those who may be in need of services.
I will do more to keep this place afloat by keeping Ratto afloat.
And so, Amelie continues with their maidly duties, but secretly, they are both dishwasher and Rat Lifeguard. They watch over the rat in a way that is not obvious to her (unless rats have ways of sensing this sort of thing).
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BINGO!⭐️ Make someone's life easier without them realizing. Taking a token from the How Many Dishes Left question.
Aug 30, 2024 9:20 pm
Ratto doesn't realize she has a designated lifeguard...but she can sense Amelie's "aura of helpfulness," or whatever term you want to use. Actually, the minion would be (mildly) offended if she knew Amelie was hovering over her, because every self-respecting rat is an excellent swimmer!
She continues cleaning cutlery, since other items are too large for her to handle, while occasionally letting out a satisfied "Rats!"
Meanwhile, Rag-and-Bones lurks, and he shall answer this (to him) absurd question.
Keep this place afloat? Seriously?! He wants nothing more than to reduce this B&B to ashes. If he could get that cold-hearted witch Yazeba to shed even a single tear, it'd be worth it.
But not before he retrieved her spellbook, of course. Destroying this place before accomplishing that would foil his long-term plans. He didn't know any other spellcasters who'd learned and transcribed the Apocalypse Incantation.
Anyway, he's now angry (and yes, a bit worried) that Ratto hasn't returned from her recon. Had she been taken prisoner by those fiends? Or even killed? Rats were misunderstood creatures, always on the chopping block!
He creeps down the hallway, and slowly peers into the kitchen. Super stealthy. Nobody would ever notice him. (Delusion alert.)
At first, he can't see Ratto, because his minion is still frolicking in the suds. But then the rat climbs up onto the counter to dump more cutlery into the sink.
Was she...helping clean?!
Betrayal! Cruelty! Foulness! The laughing, trickster fates were again out to ruin him!
He rushes down the hall, now creaking like a tree bent by a hurricane. Maybe he could use that WD-41, but his mind is on other things.How could he get his revenge on all of them at once? He couldn't fight them solo, even without his bulky costume. Maybe collapse the ceiling on them...?
No, he had an even better idea: poison the water supply! That would stop their dish-cleaning (and their lives) for good!
Now he just needs to find some lethal poison, and figure out the plumbing. Is it standard stuff, with pipes, a water heater, and a buried line connected to some water distribution source?
No, it couldn't be that easy. This place was magical, built and controlled by Yazeba. It probably had a convoluted system that pumped water from the aether or somewhere....
It didn't matter! He'd figure it all out, and get his revenge!
She continues cleaning cutlery, since other items are too large for her to handle, while occasionally letting out a satisfied "Rats!"
Meanwhile, Rag-and-Bones lurks, and he shall answer this (to him) absurd question.
Keep this place afloat? Seriously?! He wants nothing more than to reduce this B&B to ashes. If he could get that cold-hearted witch Yazeba to shed even a single tear, it'd be worth it.
But not before he retrieved her spellbook, of course. Destroying this place before accomplishing that would foil his long-term plans. He didn't know any other spellcasters who'd learned and transcribed the Apocalypse Incantation.
Anyway, he's now angry (and yes, a bit worried) that Ratto hasn't returned from her recon. Had she been taken prisoner by those fiends? Or even killed? Rats were misunderstood creatures, always on the chopping block!
He creeps down the hallway, and slowly peers into the kitchen. Super stealthy. Nobody would ever notice him. (Delusion alert.)
At first, he can't see Ratto, because his minion is still frolicking in the suds. But then the rat climbs up onto the counter to dump more cutlery into the sink.
Was she...helping clean?!
Betrayal! Cruelty! Foulness! The laughing, trickster fates were again out to ruin him!
He rushes down the hall, now creaking like a tree bent by a hurricane. Maybe he could use that WD-41, but his mind is on other things.
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Whoopsie: Be temporarily defeated. Give my token to Viv, because why not?No, he had an even better idea: poison the water supply! That would stop their dish-cleaning (and their lives) for good!
Now he just needs to find some lethal poison, and figure out the plumbing. Is it standard stuff, with pipes, a water heater, and a buried line connected to some water distribution source?
No, it couldn't be that easy. This place was magical, built and controlled by Yazeba. It probably had a convoluted system that pumped water from the aether or somewhere....
It didn't matter! He'd figure it all out, and get his revenge!
Aug 30, 2024 9:26 pm
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Forgot I have to take a token from one of the questions before giving it away. Is "How many dishes are left?" the only one left?Aug 30, 2024 10:04 pm
[ +- ] Chapter Status
Gertrude's Question: "Should i get a real job here?" - 0 tokens
Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 0 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 3 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 7 tokens
Amelie: 2 token
Gertrude: 5 tokens
Parish: 2 tokens
Rag-and-Bones: 1 token
Viv: 3 tokens
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 0 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 3 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 7 tokens
Amelie: 2 token
Gertrude: 5 tokens
Parish: 2 tokens
Rag-and-Bones: 1 token
Viv: 3 tokens
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
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@Ysolde,@spinningdice still need to answer Parish’s question. There are only 3 questions left on the dishes question which means the Big Question is coming up soon. Anybody may place tokens on it from their own stash before the question is answered. You need at least 13 tokens on it to get the Memento for completing this chapter. :)Aug 31, 2024 4:53 pm
Gertrude thinks that she's small, shy and can't really contribute, she ponders as she goes back to the dishes, she should help out though. She's been overlooked living in the laundry room and taking of their food, drink and generosity.
Maybe she's making all this too complex, why not just ask Yazeba what is needed?
Maybe she's making all this too complex, why not just ask Yazeba what is needed?
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May as well drop all my tokens on the Big Question? Is there any reason not to?Aug 31, 2024 7:06 pm
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Any Leftover tokens you have can be used to mark tracks on your Journey, but since Gertrude’s Journey doesn't have a track, then yes, it makes sense to put them on the Big Question instead! Sep 3, 2024 1:08 pm
[ +- ] Chapter Status
Gertrude's Question: "Should i get a real job here?" - 0 tokens
Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 0 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 3 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 12 tokens
Amelie: 2 tokens
Gertrude: 0 tokens
Parish: 2 tokens
Rag-and-Bones: 1 token
Viv: 3 tokens
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
Parish's Question: "Can I do more to keep this place afloat?" - 0 tokens
"How many more dishes are left?" - 3 tokens
Big Question: "Where am I supposed to fit in?" - 12 tokens
Amelie: 2 tokens
Gertrude: 0 tokens
Parish: 2 tokens
Rag-and-Bones: 1 token
Viv: 3 tokens
Chapter Whoopsies:
Drop a soapy dish, and break it.
Change the subject.
Lapse into silence.
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3 dishes left still! :)Sep 4, 2024 12:54 pm
Viv continues cleaning dishes. She wonders briefly how she can help keep the Bed & Breakfast afloat but, the answer is quite obvious. She will continue boarding here and paying Yazeba. Few people knew it but she was connected to all water and where there was water there were ship wrecks.
So, she would continue paying with gold and this place would be just fine. "How many dishes are left?"
So, she would continue paying with gold and this place would be just fine. "How many dishes are left?"
Sep 5, 2024 7:33 am
As our erstwhile dishwashers take stock of the kitchen, they realize that the towering mountains of dirty plates that had once seemed insurmountable have now dwindled to mere foothills. Their toil is almost at an end...
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Two more tokens to go!Sep 5, 2024 10:34 am
Amelie uses one of the remaining dishes (which happens to be a bowl) to scoop up Ratto. "Enjoy your bubble bath, Ratto. I will assume full responsibility for washing and drying both dish and rodent."
⭐️ Anticipate and avert a potential mess.
I suppose I can dump all of Amelie’s tokens on the big question!
Amelie’s asks herself, how many dishes are left?
DISHOMETER
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—only one!
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BINGO!⭐️ Anticipate and avert a potential mess.
I suppose I can dump all of Amelie’s tokens on the big question!
DISHOMETER
_______________
—only one!
Sep 5, 2024 3:00 pm
Parish plucks out the last pan, dries it off and stares at it for a long moment. In the gleam of the metal, he remembers how the sun would shine off freshly polished armor and almost hear the impatient snort of horses ready to away to adventure and where the road may take them. Parish sighs and puts away the pan on the drying rack. "How many dishes left? That was the last, yes?
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I will take the last token and place it on the big question.Sep 5, 2024 3:10 pm
Yes, Parish. That was the last dish! You look at the empty sinks and feel a sense of satisfaction. But there is still one Big Question nagging at you...
"Where am I supposed to fit in?"
Big Question: 13 tokens
Amelie: 3 tokens
Gertrude: 0 tokens
Parish: 2 tokens
Rag-and-Bones: 1 token
Viv: 4 tokens
Everyone will now go around to answer the Big Question, as best as they can. Give a short answer, if you have one--out loud or in your head. Then we will wrap up the Chapter!
"Where am I supposed to fit in?"
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Unless people want to add another 4 tokens onto the Big Question to get it to 20, Amelie and Viv would likely be better off holding onto their tokens to help advance their Journeys. So as it stands now the final totals look like this:Big Question: 13 tokens
Amelie: 3 tokens
Gertrude: 0 tokens
Parish: 2 tokens
Rag-and-Bones: 1 token
Viv: 4 tokens
Everyone will now go around to answer the Big Question, as best as they can. Give a short answer, if you have one--out loud or in your head. Then we will wrap up the Chapter!
Sep 5, 2024 7:16 pm
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A token surplus? I will hold onto mine, in that case!"I am supposed to fit in the box that I came in. But I came in pieces. In order to be whole, I must remain out of the box." After some hesitation, they opine: "I prefer to remain out of the box."
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Sep 5, 2024 10:35 pm
Rag-and-Bones is off somewhere, scheming, pouting, and skulking. It doesn't appear that he'll enact his dastardly water-poisoning plan, as the cleaning crew is now wrapping up.
Ratto will answer this question, with a confused "Rats!"
She likes Amelie's concern and gentleness...but still feels loyalty to Rag-and-Bones. The ol' skeleton was tough, sure, but sometimes you needed toughness. It was a cruel world, after all. But to be tough and callous all the time? Hmm.
Could she still be Rag's minion, while also helping these people? It didn't seem possible; it appeared Rag had already determined that they were enemies. Like Yazeba, the "heartless witch" he was always bellowing about.
So Ratto doesn't have a clear-cut answer to this question. She'll just keep meandering along, and hope everything works out. Not the most assertive plan, but she is a minion, and not used to coming up with complicated, paradigm-shifting plans.
Ratto will answer this question, with a confused "Rats!"
She likes Amelie's concern and gentleness...but still feels loyalty to Rag-and-Bones. The ol' skeleton was tough, sure, but sometimes you needed toughness. It was a cruel world, after all. But to be tough and callous all the time? Hmm.
Could she still be Rag's minion, while also helping these people? It didn't seem possible; it appeared Rag had already determined that they were enemies. Like Yazeba, the "heartless witch" he was always bellowing about.
So Ratto doesn't have a clear-cut answer to this question. She'll just keep meandering along, and hope everything works out. Not the most assertive plan, but she is a minion, and not used to coming up with complicated, paradigm-shifting plans.
Sep 6, 2024 8:25 am
"We like you out of the box Amelie, as for me - I fill the gaps, I guess. I'll do what's needed where I need to. At least until I can get up the courage for Yezeba to give me a proper job." she looks around the kitchen, it feels lighter, without the dishes piled up, having time to ruminate.
Sep 6, 2024 1:38 pm
"I thought I had found my place to fit in." Parish muses. "I traded armor for rubber gloves, my sword for a cooking pot, and cared for my people with meals instead of grand quests." Parish sighs. "But I am still a knight and I yearn for bigger things." Parish scratched at a gray spot on his hand and frowned when he realized in wasn't a stain but simply how his hands look now.
Sep 8, 2024 11:08 pm
"I agree you are better out of the box." As for Viv she’s not sure where she’s supposed to fit in. She would like to stay here and be with the people who she likes quite a bit but, there were still heroes out there, still swords that needed to be given. Even if those swords were metaphorical rather than sharp steel, it was her hand that gave them out and it was her duty to ensure new heroes would receive those needed weapons. Maybe though, just maybe, she could come back here after each time?
Sep 9, 2024 6:42 am
And so, each person in the kitchen felt a little more confident in their place in this world!
Of course, we mustn't forget about Rag-and-Bones! His first foray had been foiled, but I get the feeling we haven't seen the last of him around the B&B!
Of course, we mustn't forget about Rag-and-Bones! His first foray had been foiled, but I get the feeling we haven't seen the last of him around the B&B!