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thenearshore2017-12-17 10:46 am
hellishrabbit) wrote in thenearshore2017-12-17 10:46 am
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Who: Kamui and your fridge
Where: People's temples!
What: Someone's raiding your refrigerator
When: September 25-September 30
It could be in the daytime, or maybe in the late hours of the night. You come down to the kitchen for whatever reason; you're thirsty, you heard a noise, you want a midnight snack--Whatever it is, you can hear things being moved around, the clattering of jars and plates. When you enter the kitchen, you'll find a certain alien, arms full of your fridge's contents (or what's left of it), shamelessly chewing at something in his mouth (bread? Chicken? Ham?).
He turns when he feels your presence, but there is not sign of being caught in his expression. Instead, he lifts up a free hand to wave oh so casually at you. "Got any juice? I think that'll wash this down pretty well."
Where: People's temples!
What: Someone's raiding your refrigerator
When: September 25-September 30
It could be in the daytime, or maybe in the late hours of the night. You come down to the kitchen for whatever reason; you're thirsty, you heard a noise, you want a midnight snack--Whatever it is, you can hear things being moved around, the clattering of jars and plates. When you enter the kitchen, you'll find a certain alien, arms full of your fridge's contents (or what's left of it), shamelessly chewing at something in his mouth (bread? Chicken? Ham?).
He turns when he feels your presence, but there is not sign of being caught in his expression. Instead, he lifts up a free hand to wave oh so casually at you. "Got any juice? I think that'll wash this down pretty well."
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It'll be fine~
[He waves it off.]
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...If I hit you, will you stay?
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Well...no? 'Cause then I'd want to hit you back?
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It's not your house...
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And?
[He couldn't see the problem. Didn't stop him from raiding his fridge, now did it?]
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Will you just stuff more cookies in your face and leave me alone while I get it...
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[That was more like it.]
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[But away he disappears to the second floor.]
[Just stay there while he fills the cup with cyanide before he comes back, you weirdo.]