Week 2.

[legionofmods]

[So far. So boring.

Not much has transpired since you’ve entered the legion’s domain - save for an associate of the good doctor making himself known to at least one of you. But that’s about to change as we move forward into the unknown.

This is where things start to get messy.]

(ooc: remember to reply to check-in before wednesday!)

Comments

[wontdiehungry]

They’re not people, that’s all I know. So they count less.

[umslay]

Going by that logic, my death is not necessary in order for you to leave. Or by "people" do you only refer to...humans? That's what you are, correct?

[wontdiehungry]

Stuffed animals get grouped with toys.

[umslay]

Oh! [He plants his fists on his hips with a bounce] That's good to know!

[Check: human with the yellow hair does not think he is a living being. Possibly the other humans, too. Fantastic.]

[willheorwonthekins]

[Softly, with the same big puppet grin:]

We all count just as much in the eyes of Mr Wilkins. We will all suffer the same excruciating torment for eons to come when death at last permanently takes us.

... Unless you drink Wilkins Coffee™!

[conditionally]

[ Oh my god. ]

... yeah, I think I'll take that cup now.

[willheorwonthekins]

[This is probably one of the better mugs.]

[conditionally]

[ OH MY GOD.

He stares at the design on the side for a solid thirty seconds. ]

Would you mind if I kept this?

[willheorwonthekins]

Will you use it to drink more Wilkins Coffee™?

[conditionally]

Yeah, whatever you say.

[ He stares for a second, and takes an actual sip to emphasize. ]

[willheorwonthekins]

[A tiny nod. You have earned the gremlin's approval.

It tastes like coffee.]

[conditionally]

[ Should he be grateful? He somehow feels like he should be grateful. ]

... Thanks.