crittersheep | CLOVER

CLOVER

[You're suddenly surrounded by shadows and howling winds, and feel a slash across your cheek--shadowy claw marks. All your powers, original, sheep, or otherwise, have been sealed off. You also find yourself shackled; shadowy tendrils keeping you in place, wrapped around your wrists and ankles.

And one of you, in the center is contained within an orb. You're free to move around, or maybe you fall asleep, as a small of amount of nightmare gas sedates you somewhat.

There is only one person allowed to move around freely--A Weed. Or if no Weed is present, one of you is released form your shackles, but chained at the throat.

A voice booms through the shadows. ]

You will tell me who deserves his Vengeance.

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...You know. We should go meet him together!

[ eyebrow raise? ]

It would clear the air to let him know we were friends.

That is... well, I know it's still early, but I wouldn't mind calling you 'friend'.

[ Suspicious. ]

I don't mind you callin' me that. As to clearin' the air...who knows? I can't say he always thinks about things in a way I get, but he doesnt always like my friends.

He doesn't?

Well...they've disagreed on some things and agreed on others...? Don't think he remembers any of 'em though so it ain't like it matters.

[ also the thing they agreed on was kidnapping so ]