+ Make the Most of Your Regrets +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Real side of the Mansion, anywhere.
When: January 12 - 15
Rating: Please warn for anything above PG-13.
Summary: As the Gryphon announced, there is an event. Everyone is now living as if one regret they formerly had no longer exists.
The Story:

Please post your top levels here and tag around! For plotting and a link to the bulletin board for more details, head to the plotting post. The FAQ is also there for any last minute questions.

Remember, you can only change one regret and your character is now an AU version of themselves in regards to how that would have changed them.

Have fun ♥

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[talesuntold]

Maggie crouches down rather than walking past Eleanor.

"No need for sorry. Can I help you up the stairs, honey? I have something cuter than a box of wine for you to hug. There's even more wine, for that matter, if you're running low."

[shrimpheavennow]

Eleanor blinks up, recognizing Maggie and immediately feeling just a little worse. This girl keeps seeing her at her worst and she isn't sure why that is. But...she does sound like she's got a good set-up going somewhere.

"Is the cute thing a ripped mailman?"

She actually winces when she realizes that joke is maybe not okay, or at least that Chidi would be hurt at hearing it, probably. She's the worst girlfriend-ish-type-person ever. Eleanor raises a hand, waving the comment away.

"Never mind. Um. I could use some more wine, yeah. I might cry, though? And not in a cute way."

[talesuntold]

Eleanor can return the favor soon enough. The shift Maggie's gone through is negligible to any outside observer but likely to break her heart once it's over.

"Unfortunately not, but I bet we can find some ripped men in my movie collection if you want. I have a fennec fox, because someone mistook it for a dog and brought it to my door last month. It's hard to stay sad looking at a fennec fox."

Like a cute animal video playing nonstop in Maggie's room. ...Except when the fox causes trouble.

"No rules against crying there either. I've done it."

[shrimpheavennow]

"I don't know what a fennec fox is but if it's soft I want to hug it." Even if it has teeth. She'll try. It's worth it. And it's good crying is allowed, because she's more than likely going to keep crying until she falls asleep, at this rate.

Eleanor sets the near-empty box aside and stands up on unsteady feet. The stairs are a bad place to settle down, not that she remembers how she ended up here.

"And I want to watch Magic Mike on loop."

[talesuntold]

"Got it, one soft fluffy animal and one stripper movie coming up." It's a good thing Maggie's fox is more tolerant than most fennecs, because from all of Maggie's research, not all of them will put up with hugs.

"We're lucky Magic Mike came out before my world's zombie problem, because otherwise we might have missed out on it." If you can't have an irreverent sense of humor about the zombie uprising, how would you cope with it?

[shrimpheavennow]

"I'm glad I didn't die before I got to see it. It's an important piece of cinema history."

Eleanor stumbles a little, but manages to catch herself. "Uh, sorry. Don't mean to give you zombie flashbacks. Oh man, there's so many people I could freak out if I get too drunk, here. I never thought about that."

And now she's sniffling because she's a drunk jerk who's triggering everyone's PzombieSD.

[talesuntold]

"It's okay, honey." Maggie reaches out to steady Eleanor. "I'm just fine. Zombies have been a thing for as long as I can remember, so they're just a fact of life. As long as they're not trying to eat me, I can cope with their existence no problem."

[shrimpheavennow]

"Really?" Eleanor looks at Maggie, confused. "How have they been around so long without eating everyone or getting exploded?"

That's not how any of the movies ended. Not that she was usually paying much attention to them. Those were date movies.