Jauntside end Week 1 | Warning: comments will probably start talking about Atma

[blinktomissit]

Hey, so, uh... [be cool be cool] not to harsh anyone's magic school vibe or anything - how's that whole 'dark wizard' thing working out for you guys anyway? - but I've just got a uh, just a... teeny tiny question about something that you know, may have been overlooked in the whole mission statement thing that I feel like is probably worth asking a couple questions about. Nothing big, nothing big, just. You know. Wondering what the hell is up with the room full of corpses. Anyone got a uh - any ideas about that? They like [oh hey is it possible for a telepathic voice to become a bit strained and squeakier? he is sounding more and more wigged out the longer he rambles]-- spares, or something?

[OOC: Warning again! Comments may or may not end up containing Atma (cannibalism virus) explanations.]

Comments

[fruitknife]

Oh, so it takes two people actually sayin' it for you to pay attention? [Never mind Chie doing the same thing through a different route - she can't cook for shit but she has no reason to lie about someone else's food.]

[blinktomissit]

Well I believe it's actually four if you want to keep count like that. [and how he's keeping count seems like something of a talent to Taako, because he has experience in telepathic communication and even he's having some trouble keeping all the voices straight] Just how widely known is this, ah, phenomena? Should we have been issued a safety brochure? What about a little pamphlet: 'Meat-Eaters and You, Creating a Sustainable Flesh System For All'?

[fruitknife]

Yeah, yeah. [Well some of those responses weren't there earlier. So sue him.]

It's only a couple people and they take care'f themselves like the rest of us do. I don't care as long as nobody asks me to cook it again.

[blinktomissit]

[It's hard to keep track of a dozen telepathic conversations at once. He feels you on that.]

Yeah, you know... I - I think that's a pretty reasonable line to draw, there. Not gonna fault you for that one.

[fruitknife]

[He did try to cook for Lupa once - or, well, for one of his friends by proxy. All fun and games until the PTSD kicked in. Who knew scent memory could be such a bitch.]

You gonna get outta their fridge, then?

[blinktomissit]

That ship done sailed my dude, I don't know about you but my first thought upon encountering a pile of bodies isn't to keep hanging around. What if they start moving, you know? That's not Taako's idea of a good day.