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[molotov]

[So, back at the beginning of the month, Molotov and Brock discussed the fact that his cabin needs a bearskin rug.

Well, like any good consumer, Molotov has decided that she needs to weigh the options properly. But a little input from others never hurt, so she asks the journal.]

I cannot decide on a color. Tell me, what looks best on a rug: black or brown? It also appears that a light tan is an option, but it might not look appropriate in all seasons.

[And then there is some roaring in the background. This is because Molotov is currently standing on the front lawn, surrounded by bears. Just a whole bunch of bears. Grizzlies, black bears, honey bears. There's even a polar bear, though Molotov seems to not be considering that one as a rug, so much as a pet. All of the bears are chained to the ground, and they have muzzles, and Molotov seems to think that makes them safe enough to be petting as she feels their different fur qualities.]

Is anyone here an interior designer? I have a feeling that the largest size available might not be the best option as far as decor goes...


[ OOC: Open! Everyone is free to come and play with/be mauled by Molotov's collection of bears. ]

Comments

[molotov]

Samson, timing the drugs on bears to wear off at a precise moment is a waste of everyone's time. I would just shoot you in the face while you sleep. We live together.

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

There's no finesse in that.

[molotov]

True, but I would prefer lack of finesse to timing tranquilizers in bears. What if you had arrived later than I expected you to?

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

You're the one always telling me I'm predictable.

[molotov]

[SO MUCH EYEROLLING] Brock, either you go pet the bears, or I let one loose to attack you.

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

[SO MUCH GLARING] Fine, I'll pet your stupid bears.

Just remember I'm doing this under duress. [Brock, don't be stupid.

Anyway, he -- cautiously -- goes over there to pet some bears ...]

[molotov]

[Molotov just rolls her eye again, and strokes her polar bear's head.]

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

[Brock pets some doped-up, chained-up bears! This is horrible.]

Molotov, this one looks weird. What did you -- did you just wish for a whole bunch of bears?

[molotov]

Da, what else would I do? I am not a bear expert, Samson.

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

Get a book? About bears? I think this one is a cave bear, look at his skull.

Molotov, I think you took extinct bears.

[molotov]

[Molotov blinks curiously at this for a moment, then recovers.]

And how is that bad? If they are here, it means they are not being killed in their own time. Surely there is a naturalist here, Brock. Go find them, they can take notes.

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

[Brock. stares.]

You want me to get someone to take notes about the twenty-thousand year-old bear you spirited away through magic?

[molotov]

Do you not think it is important to study them?

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

I think there are more important things about this place to study, Molotov.

[molotov]

[INDIGNANT]

Well, I like bears, and I think they are worth studying!

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

[EYE-ROLLING]

So study them.

[molotov]

I do not know how to study animals, Brock!

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

[Rubbing at his face ...]

I don't know either. I thought you were just going to touch them and then send 'em back?

[Still petting a bear, by the way ...]

[molotov]

Fine. Castle, take away the bears, please.

[Then she waits, expecting the bears to just sort of pop out of existence. Except... they don't.]

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

[Brock keeps petting the bear ...

Looking around ...]

Uh ... was something supposed to happen ...

[molotov]

[Molotov squints at Brock, like she believes this to be his fault.]

Castle. Take away the bears, please!

[And still the bears are there...]

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

[Still petting this bear ........... though now he's going to be an ass]

Whoops.

[molotov]

[WOW BROCK GUESS YOU REALLY DON'T CARE WHERE YOU SLEEP TONIGHT]

And you think this is funny why? Now there are wild bears stuck in Paradisa. On the castle grounds.

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

[TOTALLY WORTH IT ...]

Because something dumb didn't happen to me for once.

[molotov]

[Really? Worth sleeping in the hall?

Molotov growls and starts to unchain her polar bear from the ground.]

I am putting Rykov in your cabin. It is his house now.