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1. 
[Congratulations, you lucky boy/girl/weird creature thing. There is a stranger approaching you with what looks like a diamond ring in his hand. He also seems very distressed.]
Oh, finally! You've got to help me, please. It's my mother, she's sick and I haven't enough money to pay for her stay. [He pushes the diamond ring towards you. Before you ask, yes, it's real diamond, the glass ring comes in later. He got a jeweler to help out.] All I've got is this ring. I'll give it to you for a part of what I bought it for. Just please, help me!
2.
[So it's...probably some time after the above, or maybe not even related to the above at all. But you're probably pissed off at Moist for something. Trouble is, at this point in time, he's a reformed criminal. Mostly.
...unless it's just for stealing pencils, in which case, he gets bored, okay?]
Right, are you sure we can't talk this out? We're both civilized here, after all. Right?
3.
[Hoo, boy. Something has definitely gone wahoonie-shaped here, otherwise you wouldn't be panicking. Perhaps it's got something to do with what looks like an angry mob forming outside, or maybe there's a pissed-off muscle-bound fellow looking for one of you, or, heck, you could even just be lost! It could be anything, really.
Yet...Moist is grinning. It's the kind of grin he gets only when he's got a trick cooking up his sleeve.]
I've got a plan.
((OOC: Please specify which game you'd like the setting to be in the subject line! That way things will be easier for me.))
[Congratulations, you lucky boy/girl/weird creature thing. There is a stranger approaching you with what looks like a diamond ring in his hand. He also seems very distressed.]
Oh, finally! You've got to help me, please. It's my mother, she's sick and I haven't enough money to pay for her stay. [He pushes the diamond ring towards you. Before you ask, yes, it's real diamond, the glass ring comes in later. He got a jeweler to help out.] All I've got is this ring. I'll give it to you for a part of what I bought it for. Just please, help me!
2.
[So it's...probably some time after the above, or maybe not even related to the above at all. But you're probably pissed off at Moist for something. Trouble is, at this point in time, he's a reformed criminal. Mostly.
...unless it's just for stealing pencils, in which case, he gets bored, okay?]
Right, are you sure we can't talk this out? We're both civilized here, after all. Right?
3.
[Hoo, boy. Something has definitely gone wahoonie-shaped here, otherwise you wouldn't be panicking. Perhaps it's got something to do with what looks like an angry mob forming outside, or maybe there's a pissed-off muscle-bound fellow looking for one of you, or, heck, you could even just be lost! It could be anything, really.
Yet...Moist is grinning. It's the kind of grin he gets only when he's got a trick cooking up his sleeve.]
I've got a plan.
((OOC: Please specify which game you'd like the setting to be in the subject line! That way things will be easier for me.))