一 - Surprise Attack

[disguisedsword.livejournal.com]

Well, this is new.

[ And that's saying something, coming from Ragnarok. Though he's lived for quite a long while, suddenly finding himself in what he can sense definitely is not his world is something he can say has never happened before. ]

[ On top of that, he's in his human form. Which didn't make sense to him. The last time this happened was because his partner managed to get shanked and kidnapped by a little girl while he was left to burn with a whore house. All this seems to be is a strange hotel in a different world with— ]

Insane turkeys? I've had worse welcomes. But I was hoping for more of a break before you were kidnapped again, Leroy.

[ Ragnarok's words sound far away, as though said to himself. His nearby, so-far-unnoticed-by-him journal picks up on the possible sounds of a turkey or two being kicked as well. Animal cruelty? Maybe. Annoying? Very. Life-threatening? No. ]

[ There are sounds of a decidedly more lethal nature than kicking. ]

[ OOC: Open through journals or in-person at the lobby. Also backdated to sometime earlier in the day. ]

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dictated;

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[ ohhhhh, he had to be hearing that--there is no way he just heard who he thought he heard THIS HAS TO BE SOME SORT OF CASTLE TRICK-- ]

You've gotta be kidding me...

dictated

[disguisedsword.livejournal.com]

[ Nope, sorry, Leroy. It totally is him. ]

[ It takes a while for a reply to be given, partly to find the journal (and figure it out) and partly because he's busy killing crazy stalker turkeys. But he knows that voice. ]

So you are here, Leroy.

dictated

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

I have to be going crazy--there's no way you're here. This is some sort of castle trick, right?

dictated

[disguisedsword.livejournal.com]

[ Castle trick? Filing that away for a less turkey-filled time. ]

Yes, just as much of a trick as this method of communication.

—Of course I'm here. Wherever this is.

dictated

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[ this is too surreal--fuck work, he's coming to find his bb ]

Where the hell are you?

--And what's all that noise?

dictated

[disguisedsword.livejournal.com]

In what appears to be a lobby, but a better question might be where are you? And the noise—

[ Is that the sound of another turkey dying? Probably. ]

—It seems someone decided it would be a fun idea to let rabid turkeys inside.

dictated

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

....Sounds like the castle. And don't even ask, I'll explain that later; I'm on my way.

dictated

[disguisedsword.livejournal.com]

This is quite the role reversal. So you did arrive before me, then.

[ He is definitely in the castle, close to the front doors. ]

dictated

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[ the world is completely on its end, he knows. it's a strange thing for him too 8|a he'll come down from the second floor via the stairs....so when he finally gets to the lobby and sees turkey carnage everywhere?

this face ]

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[disguisedsword.livejournal.com]

[ What? They were pecking and following him wherever he went. And refused to stop. ]

[ He has no regrets. ]

As I said—rabid turkeys.

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[ leroy just....sighs. SIGHS, and might actually look a bit surprised to see him sword in fa flesh. HE NEVER THOUGHT YOU'D COME TO PARADISA. ]

No kidding. Sure made a mess though... [ aren't you supposed to be the clean one 8>c ]

[disguisedsword.livejournal.com]

[ Yes. Yes, he normally is. But it's the feathers—they're like glitter and get everywhere. ]

Unless I'm misreading the situation, I think we have larger problems than blood and feathers.

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

Kind of, yeah. We're trapped.

dictated;

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[ ohhhhh, he had to be hearing that--there is no way he just heard who he thought he heard THIS HAS TO BE SOME SORT OF CASTLE TRICK-- ]

You've gotta be kidding me...

dictated

[disguisedsword.livejournal.com]

[ Nope, sorry, Leroy. It totally is him. ]

[ It takes a while for a reply to be given, partly to find the journal (and figure it out) and partly because he's busy killing crazy stalker turkeys. But he knows that voice. ]

So you are here, Leroy.

dictated

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

I have to be going crazy--there's no way you're here. This is some sort of castle trick, right?

dictated

[disguisedsword.livejournal.com]

[ Castle trick? Filing that away for a less turkey-filled time. ]

Yes, just as much of a trick as this method of communication.

—Of course I'm here. Wherever this is.

dictated

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[ this is too surreal--fuck work, he's coming to find his bb ]

Where the hell are you?

--And what's all that noise?

dictated

[disguisedsword.livejournal.com]

In what appears to be a lobby, but a better question might be where are you? And the noise—

[ Is that the sound of another turkey dying? Probably. ]

—It seems someone decided it would be a fun idea to let rabid turkeys inside.

dictated

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

....Sounds like the castle. And don't even ask, I'll explain that later; I'm on my way.

dictated

[disguisedsword.livejournal.com]

This is quite the role reversal. So you did arrive before me, then.

[ He is definitely in the castle, close to the front doors. ]

dictated

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[ the world is completely on its end, he knows. it's a strange thing for him too 8|a he'll come down from the second floor via the stairs....so when he finally gets to the lobby and sees turkey carnage everywhere?

this face ]

action

[disguisedsword.livejournal.com]

[ What? They were pecking and following him wherever he went. And refused to stop. ]

[ He has no regrets. ]

As I said—rabid turkeys.

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[ leroy just....sighs. SIGHS, and might actually look a bit surprised to see him sword in fa flesh. HE NEVER THOUGHT YOU'D COME TO PARADISA. ]

No kidding. Sure made a mess though... [ aren't you supposed to be the clean one 8>c ]

[disguisedsword.livejournal.com]

[ Yes. Yes, he normally is. But it's the feathers—they're like glitter and get everywhere. ]

Unless I'm misreading the situation, I think we have larger problems than blood and feathers.