gaelio "NOT A PLURAL USERNAME" bauduin (
kimaris) wrote in
quietmounds2017-11-06 05:55 pm
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WHAT in person... granted you could also probably text each other to complain/beg for help
WHERE probably mostly the elevators but closets/small rooms/etc are also available.
WHEN 63ish
NOTES open as SHIIIIIIT this is like seven minutes in heaven: the rp post i guess
[ No matter who you are, where you are, or what you're doing*, you're now finding yourself locked somewhere. Maybe you entered the elevator on purpose and it's not opening the doors. Maybe you just blinked and you're inside of a musty closet.
But you're not alone. A coworker, a random, your best friend, worst enemy, etc etc. That person is now stuck in here with you. The door does not seem to be working, either?? How strange.
The tried and true way of getting out of a 7 minutes in heaven situation is to have hot make outs but you know, this is up to you. Maybe the conditions are to have intense feelios. Or to beat the shit out of each other first. Whoever makes the worst joke gets the door open? Whatever it is, you should do it soon because man, it's not that comfy in there. (The conditions can be known to you if you wanna get to the smang faster—)
*unless of course you would like to not be part of this post OF COURSE THAT IS OKAY. ]
WHERE probably mostly the elevators but closets/small rooms/etc are also available.
WHEN 63ish
NOTES open as SHIIIIIIT this is like seven minutes in heaven: the rp post i guess
[ No matter who you are, where you are, or what you're doing*, you're now finding yourself locked somewhere. Maybe you entered the elevator on purpose and it's not opening the doors. Maybe you just blinked and you're inside of a musty closet.
But you're not alone. A coworker, a random, your best friend, worst enemy, etc etc. That person is now stuck in here with you. The door does not seem to be working, either?? How strange.
The tried and true way of getting out of a 7 minutes in heaven situation is to have hot make outs but you know, this is up to you. Maybe the conditions are to have intense feelios. Or to beat the shit out of each other first. Whoever makes the worst joke gets the door open? Whatever it is, you should do it soon because man, it's not that comfy in there. (The conditions can be known to you if you wanna get to the smang faster—)
*unless of course you would like to not be part of this post OF COURSE THAT IS OKAY. ]

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and grea is plastered with her back against the wall, looking vaguely... no, not vaguely. absolutely? frightened.
partially of you, partially of the door not opening. rip. ]
Is... is it going to break?
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This Narnia sucks.
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[ look she's at least more comfortable talking about that, it's something to focus on. ]
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what do?]
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why]
....what are you up to now, bandage dispenser?
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[he literally just got on it
presses the button suspiciously.]
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Yep. Stuck.
It's just like a roach motel.
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but now Kaito is here.
wearing an apron that says 'Actually, just don't disturb the chef', holding a bowl of some sweet and-- herby? smelling batter
He looks confused for about a third of a second and Displeased for all seconds after that.]
Motherfuck.
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I'm no mother and I can't say I'm really interested at this time without at least some alcohol.
[poke finger into bowl???]
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[utterly dry. deftly spins the spoon in his hand and swats Dazai's hand with the handle before he can get his finger into the batter]
Don't contaminate it.
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I've been stuck here for hours.
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[the way he says it implies he doesn't think Dazai is actually approximating singing well]
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[also, still wearing his bandages in spite of being clothesless. lol.]
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Cool. So what's the deal here.
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I figured if I died of thirst or starved to death, the hospital would send out an emergency crew to get me to the hospital, so it seemed like a sound idea.
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[he actually is still covered in bandages, just. y'know. naked where it counts save for the sheets.]