http://messagingly.insanejournal.com/ ([identity profile] messagingly.insanejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] slt_archive2011-04-03 06:12 pm

Game 140

Who: Anyone
Where: The Arena
When: Day 229, noonish
What: [On the throne today is a smiling youth, face ringed by black curls. He has a harp-like instrument in his lap and a pen behind his ear. It's been a while since any have seen him, but, perhaps, to the oldest and most keen observers here, he seems perhaps a touch thinner than last time. The Arena is not terribly decorated for his appearance, indeed, if not for the statue sitting there, one would not be sure this was really a call at all.]


Good afternoon, duckies, good afternoon! Who's ready for some wholesome (and platonic!) self-exploration and completely non-fatal fun, hmm? I know I certainly am.  Yes, I'm sure you've all been having just unbearable amounts of fun, but you know, let's just- . . .


[clears his throat]


Ahem. Sorry, I was saying, let's just slow it down.  Maybe, oh, I don't know, talk about our feelings a while.

((Technically, yes, this is a loser game, but anyone can play.))

Re: [CORVUS]

[identity profile] spiltbloodlines.insanejournal.com 2011-04-04 07:00 am (UTC)(link)
[...comes up to and clears his throat with a slight cough, paper in hand.]

I think of you as a good friend, even though we don't speak to each other as much as we might speak to others. I admire you for how you deal with your illness, and don't believe I deserve half the concern I've been given by comparison. ...I would miss you if I lost you, but I would welcome the pain because it's worth it, to have known you and had you as a friend.

[/awkward hodgepodge, holding out paper]

...And I suppose now I must give you a papercut.

Re: [CORVUS]

[identity profile] crossboundaries.insanejournal.com 2011-04-04 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
... [flushes, holds a hand out... drags it along the edge of the paper himself]

You're wrong ... but... [will tell you in your thread :x]