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entrancelogs2017-12-26 03:28 am
nomorules) wrote in entrancelogs2017-12-26 03:28 am
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with all our tricks we're making Christmastime
Who: Ryuji Sakamoto (nomorules) and Asgore Dreemurr (alphyswhatsabara).
Where: Floor 2, room 114.
When: Backdated to Dec. 24th.
Rating: Let's say PG-13 for Ryuji's potty mouth.
Summary: An infiltration to drop off his mystery gift doesn't go quite to plan.
The Story:
[When all of his other presents are delivered, it's time for the grand finale. One last stop--his Secret Santa recipient.
You don't stalk dozens upon dozens of Meta-Nav candidates without learning a few tricks on how to dig up info on people; using the network archives, he'd tracked Asgore down and gotten to know his habits over the last week--where he goes, what he does, who he sees. He hadn't exactly been hard to find. Goat Man, as Ryuji had amiably dubbed him in his head, stood out like... well, a hairy goat man.
When he was sure he had enough info to pick a gift, he'd settled for some candy, some tea, and appropriate grooming supplies.
The most important part of all, however, is the infiltration plan. Well, obviously a phantom thief with a little pride can't participate in mystery gift-giving by knocking on someone's door and just handing it over, now can he?
No, this has to be done right. This had to be done like any other theft... only in reverse. He's not taking something, he's leaving something.
By the late hours of the night, Asgore's gift is the only one left in his Santa sack, a carryover over from the cookies transforming into a Santa suit. The suit is gone but the sack remains, slung over his phantom thief costume instead. A classic choice for sneaking around.
Expecting his target to be asleep, Ryuji approaches his room, soundlessly turns the knob, and lets himself in. Now just to quietly lay his gifts out with the calling card he has prepared and...
...
Was that a rustle? Can't be, no one's awake at this hour. He takes a few more creeping steps forward.
...
No, that was definitely a rustle. Ryuji swings around. Hide! Hide! He needs a place to hide!]
nomorules) and Asgore Dreemurr (alphyswhatsabara).Where: Floor 2, room 114.
When: Backdated to Dec. 24th.
Rating: Let's say PG-13 for Ryuji's potty mouth.
Summary: An infiltration to drop off his mystery gift doesn't go quite to plan.
The Story:
[When all of his other presents are delivered, it's time for the grand finale. One last stop--his Secret Santa recipient.
You don't stalk dozens upon dozens of Meta-Nav candidates without learning a few tricks on how to dig up info on people; using the network archives, he'd tracked Asgore down and gotten to know his habits over the last week--where he goes, what he does, who he sees. He hadn't exactly been hard to find. Goat Man, as Ryuji had amiably dubbed him in his head, stood out like... well, a hairy goat man.
When he was sure he had enough info to pick a gift, he'd settled for some candy, some tea, and appropriate grooming supplies.
The most important part of all, however, is the infiltration plan. Well, obviously a phantom thief with a little pride can't participate in mystery gift-giving by knocking on someone's door and just handing it over, now can he?
No, this has to be done right. This had to be done like any other theft... only in reverse. He's not taking something, he's leaving something.
By the late hours of the night, Asgore's gift is the only one left in his Santa sack, a carryover over from the cookies transforming into a Santa suit. The suit is gone but the sack remains, slung over his phantom thief costume instead. A classic choice for sneaking around.
Expecting his target to be asleep, Ryuji approaches his room, soundlessly turns the knob, and lets himself in. Now just to quietly lay his gifts out with the calling card he has prepared and...
...
Was that a rustle? Can't be, no one's awake at this hour. He takes a few more creeping steps forward.
...
No, that was definitely a rustle. Ryuji swings around. Hide! Hide! He needs a place to hide!]