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testrun_box2012-10-14 09:58 pm
gotmyending) wrote in testrun_box2012-10-14 09:58 pm
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#1
[Billy wasn't really paying attention in this potion brewing today. No surprise there. But now he's starting to mix things he thinks are right. They're not. What are they going to do - fail him? He's not really scared of that. Really, things like party class are more his speed. Would you like to stop him? Encourage him to continue?]
#2
[Billy's stopped in a hallway of the academy with a small dog, who he's having a one-sided conversation with.]
You got the paw thing down. Come on, you can do this. I know you can! Play dead. PLAY. DEAD.
[There's some accompanying hand gestures, but the dog just sits there calmly. Care in interrupt?]
#3
[You're Billy's roommate! Aren't you lucky. And today, he's tearing the place apart, your things included. Seems like he's lost something. He seems to be finding random things in the mess, one of them being a handgun, which he's now holding like it's nothing as he turns to you.]
Have you seen my journal?
[Billy wasn't really paying attention in this potion brewing today. No surprise there. But now he's starting to mix things he thinks are right. They're not. What are they going to do - fail him? He's not really scared of that. Really, things like party class are more his speed. Would you like to stop him? Encourage him to continue?]
#2
[Billy's stopped in a hallway of the academy with a small dog, who he's having a one-sided conversation with.]
You got the paw thing down. Come on, you can do this. I know you can! Play dead. PLAY. DEAD.
[There's some accompanying hand gestures, but the dog just sits there calmly. Care in interrupt?]
#3
[You're Billy's roommate! Aren't you lucky. And today, he's tearing the place apart, your things included. Seems like he's lost something. He seems to be finding random things in the mess, one of them being a handgun, which he's now holding like it's nothing as he turns to you.]
Have you seen my journal?
Re: 3!
Was it surrounded in flowers and you dotted your I's with little hearts?
[He grabs his bottle back.]
Yeah yeah. Throw me a goddamn intervention.
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[He also picks up a crowbar, looks is over, and then tosses it aside.] You're a mess, man. Look at this disorganization. That's a sign of a scattered mind.
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[He crosses his arms and glares. Not visible behind the mask, but you can probably feel it.]
You want me to organize my crowbars? What the hell for?
[Come on man, you're lucky he even washes those after hitting people with them.]