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DRESSING ROOM SLEEPOVER

☆ shamelessly stolen

☆ giant pillow-strewn entertainment room in the Mansion

☆ couches and a few air mattresses, no beds

☆ no exit

☆ play pranks, paint nails, make popcorn, etc.

☆ hilarity and hideousness

☆ ???

☆ profit

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[ashesashesweall.livejournal.com]

[The epic face will never cease to be amusing! So what if you're acting funny ... she kind-of expects that right now.] Now, now, s'not that bad... at least the lizards haven't started eating the curtains yet.

[Although...something not quite right from when she was hovering closer...]

You running a fever? You seem a bit warm.

[scarletsleuth.livejournal.com]

[That 'oh shit' face is quite genuine- and he's clamping down hard on his body heat.] No-- wait, what about eating the curtains?

Are you hallucinating, ma'm?

[ashesashesweall.livejournal.com]

[And now she looks ... quite confused, as if this isn't that strange a leap of logic.] ...The lizards. The ones that're always hanging around the gold and red place. Haven't seen them to-day, but they should be around somewhere.

[She looks around the room.] I'm in a large room in a strange place with a bunch of random people that all look familiar, wearing strange clothes.

I'd say I am. [Why yes, she is almost unnaturally calm and matter-of-fact about that. Perfectly normal occurrence.] Bit quieter than usual.

[scarletsleuth.livejournal.com]

[...bweh.] ...Don't tell me hallucinating is normal for you.

Because I'm quite real. And if I have to figure out how to tell someone who usually hallucinates that I'm not a hallucination, that will just make my night. [This one is very fond of his sarcasm, isn't he?]

[ashesashesweall.livejournal.com]

[She gives a noncommittal shrug and half-nod to the first comment, not quite answering but...]

I'd thought you were probably real. [of course, now that she thinks about it...]

'Tis awful quiet for a hallucination here. Something usually would have warped by now...

[And she's peering around again, like she's looking for something - or someone.] Hm. Odd.

[scarletsleuth.livejournal.com]

[Oh god, so much facepalm.] The fact that this is not in fact a chaotic hallucination strikes you as odd.

Are you even listening to yourself?

[Says the teenaged derpdemon.]

[ashesashesweall.livejournal.com]

Well, I try not to let it get this far, but if I slipped up somewhere, then it'll wear itself out sooner or later.

[And having NOT spotted any strange tall figures with bright brass buttons, she returns her focus to him, deadpan.] If everything here's real, then I've got bigger problems than a few hallucinations.

[scarletsleuth.livejournal.com]

Everything here is as real as I am, ma'm.

And you're not the only one who has problems with being here. [Grr. Arg. Haet this place.]

[ashesashesweall.livejournal.com]

......

So you're both real and seeing a large number of people in their night clothes in a very big room as well.


...And a giant cobra. And a seal. [Which really, the seal and the Arbok were supporting the theory of "hallucinating" for a while.]

[scarletsleuth.livejournal.com]

I've- well.

I've seen weirder from this place. [Crooked smile. Technical truth! HE'S weirder than the seal and the giant snake.]