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entrancelogs2017-11-21 08:44 pm
mviw) wrote in entrancelogs2017-11-21 08:44 pm
[open] On the surface of the waters
Who: Ford & YOU! / Closed prompts for the GF cast, Alphys & Elizabeth
Where: Ford's room on the third floor. / A WALK WITH A DOG. Throughout the mansion grounds!!
When: After the event.
Rating: PG/PG-13 for mentions of death, language. Will update if needed.
Summary: After a few days, Ford revives from his second death.
The Story:
A) A PRIVATE MESSAGE TO THE PINES FAMILY, WENDY, FIDDLEFORD, ALPHYS, ELIZABETH
Hello everyone. I regret to inform you that I died during the event. Stanley found me. This is my second mansion death. I will be telling the good folks in the library but right now I'd really like to rest before I do anything else exciting. Haha, weird for me to say that, right? I still have a surprise or two up my sleeve.
I'll be fine, but if any of you want to see me, you know where to find me.
Hope the rest of you fared better in that bathhouse than I.
- Stanford
B) FORD'S ROOM, WITH HIS GENTLE MENAGERIE OF 3 ANIMALS (CLOSED TO STANLEY)
[Coming back to life is painful, and doing it in a bed is a vastly different experience from reviving in a cold pile of leaves in a winter forest.
Stanford's old bones and muscles strain and his lugs painfully suck in a gulp of air. His chest heaves and he coughs, splutters and grunts before he can actually sit upright in his bed, clutching his chest.
He's greeted by a happy (though alarmed) bark from Newton.
The last thing he can remember is trying to fend off his Shadow--a great horrifying transformed thing, robotic and demonic, all kinds of abominable and very inhuman. Difficult to beat, apparently, judging by the six laser cannons that were able to easily finish the real Stanford off.
He hadn't gone without a fight, but if you die while fighting, does it really matter how well you did it as you still lost?
Ford runs a hand through his hair and gropes around for his glasses.]
C) A MAN & HIS DOG.
[From anywhere between the third floor to the library to the dining hall to the beach, even, can be seen an old man walking his dog--a big silver sable German Shepherd trotting along.
You might catch the dog getting excited and breaking away from Ford to chase after a squirrel
or perhaps you'll see Ford break into a jog with his dog in tow.
If you're lucky and down by the beach, you'll notice that the small research vessel docked there named Stan O' War II belongs to Stanford, who's decided to go up on deck and make sure everything there is fine.]
Where: Ford's room on the third floor. / A WALK WITH A DOG. Throughout the mansion grounds!!
When: After the event.
Rating: PG/PG-13 for mentions of death, language. Will update if needed.
Summary: After a few days, Ford revives from his second death.
The Story:
A) A PRIVATE MESSAGE TO THE PINES FAMILY, WENDY, FIDDLEFORD, ALPHYS, ELIZABETH
Hello everyone. I regret to inform you that I died during the event. Stanley found me. This is my second mansion death. I will be telling the good folks in the library but right now I'd really like to rest before I do anything else exciting. Haha, weird for me to say that, right? I still have a surprise or two up my sleeve.
I'll be fine, but if any of you want to see me, you know where to find me.
Hope the rest of you fared better in that bathhouse than I.
- Stanford
B) FORD'S ROOM, WITH HIS GENTLE MENAGERIE OF 3 ANIMALS (CLOSED TO STANLEY)
[Coming back to life is painful, and doing it in a bed is a vastly different experience from reviving in a cold pile of leaves in a winter forest.
Stanford's old bones and muscles strain and his lugs painfully suck in a gulp of air. His chest heaves and he coughs, splutters and grunts before he can actually sit upright in his bed, clutching his chest.
He's greeted by a happy (though alarmed) bark from Newton.
The last thing he can remember is trying to fend off his Shadow--a great horrifying transformed thing, robotic and demonic, all kinds of abominable and very inhuman. Difficult to beat, apparently, judging by the six laser cannons that were able to easily finish the real Stanford off.
He hadn't gone without a fight, but if you die while fighting, does it really matter how well you did it as you still lost?
Ford runs a hand through his hair and gropes around for his glasses.]
C) A MAN & HIS DOG.
[From anywhere between the third floor to the library to the dining hall to the beach, even, can be seen an old man walking his dog--a big silver sable German Shepherd trotting along.
You might catch the dog getting excited and breaking away from Ford to chase after a squirrel
or perhaps you'll see Ford break into a jog with his dog in tow.
If you're lucky and down by the beach, you'll notice that the small research vessel docked there named Stan O' War II belongs to Stanford, who's decided to go up on deck and make sure everything there is fine.]
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I actually did die this time around. Considering the eventual price we pay if we die five times, I don't think it's worth it unless you've lost a limb.
[There's definitely some stories buried in there.]
As for Newton, well... I don't think he'd do well against a gigantic fire demon, or a rotating manifestation of the Void, just to name a few things a dog couldn't fight. But I see your point. I pulled him out of the closet to be trained to defend me and others, but he's here for the company more than anything else.
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[Not that he hasn't seen it happen, but being a culebra wasn't going to happen. Not even if and when his life depends on it.]
Shit. Sorry about that. [He makes a face then.] Yeah, seems convenient when I've thought of a half dozen reasons they want us to believe that and who the actually could have turned to spy for them.
Could warn you if those things were coming though so you could get some sleep, which helps you fight. Also useful if we're ever hunting down our own food. Not to mention if and when everyone in this place starts turning on one another. The dog could take me down, just saying. If I'm not armed.
[Seems someone is wearing a paranoia cap.]
Yeah, I could understand the need for company the way the just yank people.