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paradisalogs2012-10-10 08:55 pm
sandoval) wrote in paradisalogs2012-10-10 08:55 pm
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I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts
Who: Sandoval and YOU!
What: Sandoval is exploring the castle and trying to find who owns the place.
When: Right after he finishes his journal post.
Where: All around the castle; just write in the subject where you'd like to meet him!
Rating: I'm going to go with PG13 here because Sandoval is pretty awful. If your character is not comfortable with sexual material, please post HERE for my reference. Thanks!
Sandoval wasn't sure about this place, not one bit.
For one thing, he'd hardly run into anything that looked vaguely familiar, apart from a few decorations in the hallway - he'd found something that look remotely like a kitchen, but he'd found nothing but metal boxes - one of which that, when opened up, seemed to emit light and was very, very cold on the inside. He hadn't enjoyed that one bit, or the next room over, where large metal boxes also seemed to be whirring loudly, and making wet fabrics fly around on the inside. So, he'd quickly moved on from those rooms to wandering the halls and stairwells, peeking occasionally into rooms to see their contents, and looking very, very lost.
Oh, what he wouldn't give for a guard to come by! But that was too much to ask for, it seemed, since this place was rather large on the inside. He just hoped he'd come across someone soon.
What: Sandoval is exploring the castle and trying to find who owns the place.
When: Right after he finishes his journal post.
Where: All around the castle; just write in the subject where you'd like to meet him!
Rating: I'm going to go with PG13 here because Sandoval is pretty awful. If your character is not comfortable with sexual material, please post HERE for my reference. Thanks!
Sandoval wasn't sure about this place, not one bit.
For one thing, he'd hardly run into anything that looked vaguely familiar, apart from a few decorations in the hallway - he'd found something that look remotely like a kitchen, but he'd found nothing but metal boxes - one of which that, when opened up, seemed to emit light and was very, very cold on the inside. He hadn't enjoyed that one bit, or the next room over, where large metal boxes also seemed to be whirring loudly, and making wet fabrics fly around on the inside. So, he'd quickly moved on from those rooms to wandering the halls and stairwells, peeking occasionally into rooms to see their contents, and looking very, very lost.
Oh, what he wouldn't give for a guard to come by! But that was too much to ask for, it seemed, since this place was rather large on the inside. He just hoped he'd come across someone soon.
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"More machines for drying? Can I see these too?" He wondered if perhaps those were the ones on the far end that had the flap in the side instead of on top... but he hadn't bothered to explore much when he was alone, and he was enjoying present company. "Though I suppose hanging them up is less effort... but slower, no?"
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"Pretty much. Sometimes if you put them in the machine, the heat will make 'em shrink, too. Depending on what kind of material it is."
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"Oh, my! So it's like a sort of curse? Can they ever go back to their original size, or are they stuck that way?" He was beginning to think it would just be best to hang his clothes. After all, he'd gone through a lot of trouble to swipe the ones he had. He didn't want to do any unnecessary work.
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"I mean... okay, sometimes stuff gets stretched out, right? This is kind of the opposite. Sort of. Because of the heat."
Brock is not a scientist at all.
"Never mind."