BLUEBELL

[crittersheep]

[You're in a neighborhood of six homes, each roof matching the color of the six teams. Of course, you are carrying the key to your own house, and you'll find yourself walking to the front door as background music begins to play to match your new, bright technicolor life.

You feel the urge to go inside and once you're in, the compulsion is gone. Once you walk in, you will notice that your joints have been replaced with ball joints and your skin feels more like porcelain. Even if you're covered in fur or feathers, they have a smoother texture that feels more fake than anything. Your movements might also be a little bit stiffer than what you're familiar with, but nothing hurts. Despite everything, you still FEEL like you're in a human body (or whatever body you normally have).

Your clothes are also matching the role that you've chosen, but there's additional lace and frills attached to the hems and such.]

"Oh-waa-aa . . . I woke up, wowaa-aa-aa... Okay, okay, lets have fun...? I had a dream about family sitcoms so we can do that . . .

Ummmmuuu . . .

Will you pick a room for me...? Zzz..."

Comments

DISCUSSION

[crittersheep]

Re: DISCUSSION

[chasseurdebeaute]

Bonsoir, Mademonsieur Mouton! How lucky that you've woken!

[debug_mode]

[waves]

Hi there! Can't wait to have fun with you!

Are you happy to see me?

[truth field]

[chasseurdebeaute]

Oh! Mademoiselle Vagabond, you are joining me today? It is a pleasure to spend time with everyone in the pasture! Fufu, though I heard you had an altercation of some sort with our Crescendo?

[debug_mode]

He's a terrible person. Just so you know.

[chasseurdebeaute]

I have never met anyone so terrible that I did not like them, but I shall take your warning to heart.

[debug_mode]

Are you the type who would play with a girl's heart?

[chasseurdebeaute]

Are you asking if I am the sort who would use my abilities on someone without asking, Mademoiselle?

[debug_mode]

Hey, don't you turn this around on me.

I'm not forcing you to feel anything.

[chasseurdebeaute]

Fufu, your moue of displeasure is quite striking!

[debug_mode]

I don't know what that means, but he really hurt me. Based on his own jumped-to conclusions, guilt-by-associations, and complete willingness to take advantage of my feelings.

So... yes. An 'altercation'.

[chasseurdebeaute]

I believe you.

[debug_mode]

Thank you.

But you still defend him.

[chasseurdebeaute]

I'm afraid I can't provide the pleasure of gossiping about his flaws, as he is my adorable flockmate, but you may visit your revenge upon him if it will soothe you?

[debug_mode]

Your shepherd gives me handouts. We'll call it a bribe.

[chasseurdebeaute]

How generous of you to consider it so!

[debug_mode]

Just keep them coming.

[truth field off]

You know. I like to be able to eat.

[chasseurdebeaute]

Do you not garden or forage?

[debug_mode]

Of course I do.