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foundationmods ([personal profile] foundationmods) wrote2018-11-29 04:47 pm
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GRAVEYARD

[On the instant of your death, you're suddenly outside of your body - probably staring down at the remains it's become.

Yet, you're not alone. For all of you (except Szayel), a young man appears from behind you, his face set into a firm, yet sad, scowl. His shaggy strawberry blonde hair is pretty eye-catching, along with the black and white Shihakusho he wears and the large sword on his back, even as he gently tries to lead you back into the lobby and away from what was once your body. You can still clearly hear and see the living, if you want to try - but they can't see or hear you.

'Welcome to the world of the dead in this Resort,' he says, quietly. 'Looks like you're stuck here with the rest of us.'

He hands you a tablet, just like the one you had before. "You'll need this if you want to keep talking to them,' he explains, looking sad.

It looks like you've passed on, and yet...You still feel like you have a role to play in all of this.]
blutsauger: (There's profit to be made)

[personal profile] blutsauger 2018-12-26 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[If Yoshi's going to room 202, Medic will keep following the oilcat to the greenhouse. Maybe he just wants catnip.]
blutsauger: (I’m not afraid to get my hands dirty)

[personal profile] blutsauger 2018-12-26 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[... Huh!

Medic watches for a little while from a distance, not wanting to disturb the oilfriend more than necessary.

But the spider lilies... Medic speaks up without thinking.]


The Jorogumo seems fond of those, as well.
perfeccion: (017 warm flesh)

[personal profile] perfeccion 2018-12-26 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Probably because of their common name -- spider lilies. They're quite stunning, aren't they?

[said to both medic and the oil creature]

Especially to see them bursting out of the snow... like splatters of fresh blood.
blutsauger: (Weigh heavy on my soul)

[personal profile] blutsauger 2018-12-26 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Medic accepts it gratefully, nodding at the oilfriend.]

Danke.

[He's. Not totally sure if the oilfriend is expecting him to eat it or not. He's gonna wait and see if the oilfriend indicates that he should eat the flower before he just fucking goes for it.]

Did you know the Jorogumo before, or do you both just have similar tastes?
perfeccion: (008 magic from the hand)

[personal profile] perfeccion 2018-12-26 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[Szayel whispers to medic]

I don’t think the flowers are poisonous, but I can cleanse you if they are. I think you should eat it.

blutsauger: (Even if things seem a bit perverse)

[personal profile] blutsauger 2018-12-26 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Looks at Szayel

Looks at the flower

Looks at the oilfriend

Honestly, there are very few stupid fucking things that Medic won't do just for the hell of it. Eating a maybe-poisonous flower is definitely something he's chill with doing to avoid offending an invisible cat creature.

He pops that fucking thing in his mouth like candy before Szayel even finishes speaking.]
blutsauger: (Desecrate those who rest in peace)

[personal profile] blutsauger 2018-12-26 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[did he fucking intimidate it

Medic winces, and looks around the room to see if there's any other possible causes for the oilfriend's sudden retreat.]
perfeccion: (007 bits and pieces)

[personal profile] perfeccion 2018-12-26 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Szayel opens his pocket dimension and gives Medic a small red fruit looking thing, about the size of a jawbreaker. It’s rubbery and inside it’s... uh. Meaty ]

In case I was wrong about the toxicity, my friend.
blutsauger: (Theres a grave robber at large)

[personal profile] blutsauger 2018-12-26 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[He gives it a Look[tm], and frowns at Szayel.]

I'm not a fan of medicine coming from any doctor other than myself.

[But...

Medic eats the fruit, raising his eyebrows and grimacing slightly at the unexpected Meatiness.]


I would also rather not die or be unbearably sick after this. You have my thanks.
perfeccion: (006 and pots and pans)

[personal profile] perfeccion 2018-12-26 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
It is merely a binding agent, like charcoal. But so much more efficie— [Then there’s a roar, and a scream, and Szayel takes off ]