FRANKIE GAME - WEEDS

[crittersheep]

[ The sudden fridge arms have dumped you all into a small lounge. It's uncomfortably cold.




The fridge door slams shut behind you. There's a single long black couch, facing a wall that's just a whole BUNCH of TVs, each showing a similar small square & white chamber containing members of a different flock.

Beneath the TVs lay a neat row of holes, with color-coded tin cans on strings hanging out of them.

_{Also hid beneath the couch is a white, wedge-shaped button.}

The Fridge Demon will let you rummage around in the fridge for chilled snacks and refreshments if you knock on the door and ask, but for now, you're not going anywhere. ]

INTRO | RULES OF PLAY | TIN CANS | ENDGAME MINGLE

ROOMS: lily | bluebell | daffodil | rose | thistle | clover | peony | weeds

Comments

[worsethingshappen]

[swipes a thumb through the blood on the couch cushions and tastes it idly, sitting down next to her]

What a show.

[finalefantasy]

[it tastes like LIQUID DESPAIR but also like a drug high where they see the cosmos. don't drink too much]

Don't expect it every time.

[worsethingshappen]

[hell yes]

I like being surprised.

[finalefantasy]

[stretches her legs out a bit, wincing]

We have nothing against your enjoyment of it.

[worsethingshappen]

That's the nicest thing I've heard today!

...

Hey, want to send bits of him to that flock he was mouthing off about? They must need extra help with him gone.

[finalefantasy]

[peers dispassionately over at Edgelord's prone bod]

At least one.

Poetic of him to assist directly, no?

[worsethingshappen]

That's exactly what I was thinking! Allow me.

[THEY'LL GO RIP HIS ARM OFF FOR HER, SURE LOL]

[finalefantasy]

[thanks Venus you're a bro]