it's a mingle!

[wotanon]

Who: imeeji!
Where: imeeji!
When: day 439ish?

[ do you have effects from the game? do you have errands to run? chaos to cause? what's up my lads can i get an ups in the chat ]

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[at_heart]

[ Look, admittedly there's no traffic around here except for them, but that's still one of the most suspicious things he's ever seen in his life.

Apppppproaching. In an undertone, ]

And when the cake eats me, I will have deserved it.

[heavenlyvisitor]

[ ...........................?

Ah---!

Nothing is happening, so far.

It seems, maybe, it's just free cake ... ? ]

[at_heart]

[ Uh-huh. ] [ He's definitely in range now, close enough to touch the cake, but he's not actually touching it. Ducks down to get a better look at it, breathe in the smell — which seems normal probably, but he's immediately exasperated with himself because what the hell would he know, did he think he'd be able to smell poison. ]

[heavenlyvisitor]

[ it smells like cake! it has strawberries on it! ]

[at_heart]

[ He's not gonna eat it, but he is going to poke it. Which might be just as bad, who knows. ]

[heavenlyvisitor]

[ wow, it's cake! it's like nothing bad at all is going to happen! maybe he should just try some...? ]

[at_heart]

[ It's a single slice of cake on a table in the middle of a road with no one around, it would be less suspect to him if it were glowing.

This time less to himself than to the open road, his voice completely flat: ]

Wow, it's so tempting, how can I possibly resist.

[ Are there handy utensils to cut it up with, because if they're aren't he's gonna consider using his actual sword. There will be so many #regrets. ]

[heavenlyvisitor]

[ wow who are you talking to, the cake? thats really weird, haha? there's no one here?

there's a fork on the plate! it's so ready to go! ]

[at_heart]

[ Gonna use the fork to cut into the cake.




And then poke it more, sorry cake. ]