cfuw 142: limbo.

[cfuw_shepherd]

[you are locked in a small room underground with no air conditioning and several TVs with video feeds to the game.

enjoy.]

Comments

[runstowardsfire]

[. . . Whoops. At least it's not about being stuck in the cupboards and closets at Camp.]

I'll ask the Shepherd. He's used to me being annoying.

[meteorstorm]

[ see: reasons I will never be an astronaut (properly) ]

I guess it couldn't hurt to try asking for her goat back, too. If she's already here and they haven't already used it, there's no point in keeping it from her.

[ waving a hand over at Alvis ]

[runstowardsfire]

Is having a pet goat here a good idea?

[She grew up on a farm and has taken care of goats before--other people probably find the smell of goat . . . a tad pungent at close proximity.]

[meteorstorm]

It's a stuffed goat, the way I hear it. A toy.

[runstowardsfire]

I see.

*making a request now*

[meteorstorm]

. . . Thanks.

[runstowardsfire]

It's not much. I do want my necklace back too.

[All in a day's work of being a right flea in their ear.]

[meteorstorm]

Yours was actually used as a clue though, so they might be holding onto it until further notice.

[runstowardsfire]

It's not even connected the story used in the setting. Also, they don't have the forensic technology to match the blood that was liberally applied over those three items to any of the splatter in the Halls that were just opened.

[. . . Thank goodness Alvis' stuffed goat wasn't in that first clue. We'd have to demand laundry services too.]

[meteorstorm]

Do you think that makes any difference to them?

[ . . . It probably would have been rather heartbreaking, yes ]

[runstowardsfire]

Not if they persist in the grand delusion, but we have to try.

[meteorstorm]

Anything's worth a shot, at this point.

[runstowardsfire]

We're already out of the game. And they should give us something for participation.

[meteorstorm]

I'd settle for getting out of here.

[runstowardsfire]

I'd ask if I even thought they might consider it.

[meteorstorm]

Wishful thinking. A deck of cards or a child's toy is one thing. Letting those of us who are out go is another beast altogether.

[runstowardsfire]

Yes--we aren't to be trusted, apparently.

[meteorstorm]

Go figure.

[runstowardsfire]

Or they just need a captive audience for some reason.

[meteorstorm]

They could've at least left popcorn if they wanted us to give running commentary.

[runstowardsfire]

Some crisps would be good too. It's not good for your body, but every once in a while, you feel like having crisps.

[meteorstorm]

Or any food in general. Do they expect us to starve?

[ my temporary loli has some m&ms but those are not exactly a meal :| ]

[runstowardsfire]

We're not starved here--they need us alive at the end.

[meteorstorm]

An average healthy human can go about three weeks without food.

[runstowardsfire]

. . . We don't end up malnourished either.

[You are paranoid.]