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W1 🛸 PLAYER CYOA: A CLOWNLESS CIRCUS 🚀 SIDON, LUCIEN, RODION, DION
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agamid
2024-03-05 02:07 am (UTC)
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[ OKAY GUESS IT'S JUST HIM AND THE HANDSOME STRANGER
Dion is fairly sure this guy is on their side, but he still brandishes a broom nonetheless. ]
What have you done to Sir Sidon?
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polliwog
2024-03-05 02:13 am (UTC)
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[ sneepy! it's sneepy hours, and he nods off immediately, leaving dion to deal with... whoever this is. but also perhaps he feels comfortable enough around this person anyway to pass out safely anyway. ]
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messy
2024-03-05 02:16 am (UTC)
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Wah.
[It's self explanatory?
The stranger pats their other shoulder and beckons Dion forward. Come, you can take a nap too.]
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agamid
2024-03-05 02:29 am (UTC)
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[ this is ducking link
Dion will amble forward, but he's still holding onto the mop defensively. ]
I thank you for your assistance, but your explanation leaves much to be desired.
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messy
2024-03-05 02:40 am (UTC)
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[The stranger thinks about it for a moment.
And then they shrug.
There's a quick flick of their wrist, from where their hand rests at about waist level, before Dion feels something prick his leg.]
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agamid
2024-03-05 02:45 am (UTC)
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[ OKAY WELL ]
What are you—
[ and then i assume he eats it ]
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messy
2024-03-05 03:11 am (UTC)
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[Haha, yeah. He goes splat and nightynight on the gross bathroom floor.
And then they both wake up.
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no subject
Dion is fairly sure this guy is on their side, but he still brandishes a broom nonetheless. ]
What have you done to Sir Sidon?
no subject
no subject
[It's self explanatory?
The stranger pats their other shoulder and beckons Dion forward. Come, you can take a nap too.]
no subject
Dion will amble forward, but he's still holding onto the mop defensively. ]
I thank you for your assistance, but your explanation leaves much to be desired.
no subject
And then they shrug.
There's a quick flick of their wrist, from where their hand rests at about waist level, before Dion feels something prick his leg.]
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What are you—
[ and then i assume he eats it ]
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And then they both wake up.]