welcome sleepies, to our very first meme saturday! every month a little mod-hosted meme will go up for us to play around with admist the chaos, and this theme was chosen by popular demand! we've all heard about texts from last night, but have you heard of......
MURMURS FROM LAST NIGHT
strange things happen in the night. maybe you drink, or dream, or get high as a kite, and it's hard to hide it! especially when we're all collectively connected in a way! the rules are quite simple! you may even know them by now.
π post a top level for your character and include a few text starters, like the ones provided.
π interact.
π thrive.
π if you wish for your threads to be game canon, the sky is the limit (just make sure your thread partner is okay with it!).
π We might have some special guests later.
[Jury's out on that one and it's likely, extremely likely, that they aren't coming back anytime soon.]
great, sure. You do know that doesn't give me much don't ya? [But all right, fine. A deal's a deal, and he's a Sin of his word. Still, he was right.]
[This place can be such a pain in the ass.]
[Least she's got a good color in mind.] Gold huh? Ha - ! Shouldn't be hard. As for that other thing, don't worry about it. [Sleep may not give him much, she may not give a lot, but the wings? Well.]
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the way i giggled already help
well, neither has she but that doesn't really matter here in this particular instance, does it! )
great! ( she very likely would've insisted one way or the other, but this works sooo much better actually. )
backtrack to a street called 'pell' and i'm in the one with the red bricks and a broken windoww
( ....
of which there's probably plenty, so.. )
the one closest to the roof! but i'll put a sticker on the broken one for you, so look for.. hm.. a gold star?
oh, you're definitely going to have to use the fire escape by the wayy
he may be stupid your honor
great, sure. You do know that doesn't give me much don't ya? [But all right, fine. A deal's a deal, and he's a Sin of his word. Still, he was right.]
[This place can be such a pain in the ass.]
[Least she's got a good color in mind.] Gold huh? Ha - ! Shouldn't be hard. As for that other thing, don't worry about it. [Sleep may not give him much, she may not give a lot, but the wings? Well.]
[It's something, at least.]