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smash_logs2012-02-13 08:53 pm
pineneedleseer) wrote in smash_logs2012-02-13 08:53 pm
Entry tags:
- !open log,
- chibiterasu (okami),
- chika/pikachu (pokemon),
- duster (mother),
- gold (pokemon),
- jeff andonuts (mother),
- jeff angel (hotel dusk),
- kanji tatsumi (persona 4),
- morty (pokemon),
- otacon (metal gear),
- parakarry (mario),
- ron delite (ace attorney),
- sable (animal crossing),
- sasha/charizard (pokemon),
- theo/empoleon (pokemon),
- vinnie/venusaur (pokemon)
oh, you're still very young . . .
Who: Morty and YOU!!!
What: Appropriate fortune telling
Where: Morty’s classroom
When: February 13th – time varies
Warnings: it depends???
Just as Morty promised, his classroom would/will be open all day the day of February 13th. The door is swung open and inviting you in is some pretty calming music. Maybe also the smell of incense and ~atmospheric lighting~.
Walking in, you’ll see that Morty has moved the students’ desks against the back wall of his classroom and has moved his desk to the middle of the room. All his usual crap and scrolls have been pushed off and hidden somewhere so the only thing sitting atop it is a intricate table cloth and a lit candle. There are two chairs on each side of the desk, one of which Morty is sitting in.
He’s not wearing his usual clothes. Instead, he has switched them out for more ... drapey gypsy-like clothes (he gets really into this stuff, okay, call him eccentric if you want. He has a soft spot for this stuff no matter how ridiculous as it is). His hair is pulled back and he may or may not be wearing lipstick. There’s ink on his hands and he’ll wave you on in whether you’re alone or with someone else:
“Come in, come in. Have a seat~”
((Have a seat, indeed! Go ahead and start posting – with a time in the subject line if you want – and it’ll go from there.
You can still post to this this entry; it is forever open.
Your dudes are free to come in and just chat Morty up or harass him too. Have fun! :D
ETA; RNG results for those who have posted are now up on that entry!))
What: Appropriate fortune telling
Where: Morty’s classroom
When: February 13th – time varies
Warnings: it depends???
Just as Morty promised, his classroom would/will be open all day the day of February 13th. The door is swung open and inviting you in is some pretty calming music. Maybe also the smell of incense and ~atmospheric lighting~.
Walking in, you’ll see that Morty has moved the students’ desks against the back wall of his classroom and has moved his desk to the middle of the room. All his usual crap and scrolls have been pushed off and hidden somewhere so the only thing sitting atop it is a intricate table cloth and a lit candle. There are two chairs on each side of the desk, one of which Morty is sitting in.
He’s not wearing his usual clothes. Instead, he has switched them out for more ... drapey gypsy-like clothes (he gets really into this stuff, okay, call him eccentric if you want. He has a soft spot for this stuff no matter how ridiculous as it is). His hair is pulled back and he may or may not be wearing lipstick. There’s ink on his hands and he’ll wave you on in whether you’re alone or with someone else:
“Come in, come in. Have a seat~”
((Have a seat, indeed! Go ahead and start posting – with a time in the subject line if you want – and it’ll go from there.
You can still post to this this entry; it is forever open.
Your dudes are free to come in and just chat Morty up or harass him too. Have fun! :D
ETA; RNG results for those who have posted are now up on that entry!))
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Vinnie had managed to deeply hurt the feelings of a good friend who wanted to be something more, and got chased around by a horny boar wizard-monster for the rest of the day. And all thanks to this apparent phenomenon of 'Cupidbots'... well.
After the extremely enigmatic comments of a certain godlady on his Valentine's prospects this year, the Venusaur was paranoid. Maybe it couldn't hurt to try out this fortune telling thing this year, in case it managed to illuminate something of the dreaded day to come.
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Morty could confidently say he did not see any of that repeating this year. But he also could not promise better results, or that this fortune telling session would make anything clearer. In fact, it might make things worse by throwing another name into into Vinnie's pool of possible love interests. But only if he took it to heart of course.
He offered his hand to Vinnie. "Let's get right to it then, shall we?"
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"Sure," he grumbled after a second, stiffly taking Morty's hand. The Venusaur felt distinctly out of place in this place, and the smell of burning incense made him uncomfortable. "Let's get this over with."
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And then he ended up with somewhat of a wry smile. "Well. You've got quite a trail of ladies behind you. I wonder if you're really just that oblivious or if you were purposefully ignoring them."
Morty hummed. "Not that it matter because things will be changing soon."
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"Wait wait, what's this trail you're talkin' about?" Vinnie stared at Morty dubiously. He knew about Dana, yeah, but one girl (even if she was a god) hardly made for a trail.
Was... WAS THERE MORE???
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"I'm seeing at least three girls." Well, maybe just three people didn't make for much of a trail either, but who knows how many ladies had been interested in Vinnie that Morty wasn't seeing. How many not-plants could he have possibly passed up before.