Stanley Pines (
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trusthell2016-04-07 01:29 pm
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pageant of the bizarre
[Throughout the late afternoon and early evening, Stan seems to have put a surprising amount of effort into setting up the dining hall. It's not usually something he would do without any kind of potential gain, but hell - there's not a whole lot else to do here. And really, if he hangs up some of the ribbons from the sewing room, well, it's not like anybody was using them. He knows how to decorate for parties.
There is a conspicuous lack of glitter in any of the decorations, though. Too soon.
The only dish currently set out is a pan of cinnamon noodle kugel. It's a potluck, bring your own shit! He has bothered to make some punch, at least, as well as bringing down some booze from the bar. Maybe alcohol on Murder Night isn't the best idea, but he'll keep an eye out for anyone who decides to indulge. He'd have to anyway. Apparently passing out in the dining hall will end in explosions.
Speaking of rude and arbitrary rules: off to the side, there's a table labeled KINGMAKERS. There's only one piece of paper there now, a well-done drawing of what looks like a young, ostentatiously emo Mitt Romney. It's obviously Stan's, since he got here first, but he hasn't bothered to sign it; apparently you can submit anonymously or not, however you feel like. As long as we're all participating in the public mockery!]
There is a conspicuous lack of glitter in any of the decorations, though. Too soon.
The only dish currently set out is a pan of cinnamon noodle kugel. It's a potluck, bring your own shit! He has bothered to make some punch, at least, as well as bringing down some booze from the bar. Maybe alcohol on Murder Night isn't the best idea, but he'll keep an eye out for anyone who decides to indulge. He'd have to anyway. Apparently passing out in the dining hall will end in explosions.
Speaking of rude and arbitrary rules: off to the side, there's a table labeled KINGMAKERS. There's only one piece of paper there now, a well-done drawing of what looks like a young, ostentatiously emo Mitt Romney. It's obviously Stan's, since he got here first, but he hasn't bothered to sign it; apparently you can submit anonymously or not, however you feel like. As long as we're all participating in the public mockery!]
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[She does sound exactly like the type of girl he'd fall head over heels in love with]
But then you woulda psi-chucked me right into a river or something.
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I would not have. [ Mock-indignation over here. ] I only use my psi abilities for important things.
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But if I could and I did chuck you in, I'd just end up catching you with my psi powers. [ ............ ] I almost drowned when I was a kid because I jumped into a river and it scared the crap out of my sister, there's no way I'm letting anyone else go through that.
[ protip he didnt give a fuck about the fact he almost died HE'S THE BEST AT SELF-PRESERVATION ]
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Still, why'd you jump in a river?!
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[ They weren't so bad. ]
...it seems pretty stupid, looking back on it. I was a reckless kid. [ He's still reckless and stupid, actually, but not the point here. ] If it concerned my sister, I'd do pretty much anything... I was probably lucky that no one really held that over my head too much.
Might have something to do with the fact White started taking on guys twice her size afterwards so they'd leave me alone.
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...and is going to be the only explanation about it. ] It's not important anymore, not really.
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[And that's that] Still, I like hearing about it. You as a kid, I mean.
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You're not the first person to say that--Miss Sigrun thinks so, too. I probably sound like a cute kid, but I was a total handful. [ bleh. ] Whenever I'd get upset, I'd end up tearing the ground up and sending our dog and flock flying... before I swore my vow, I mean.
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...it doesn't happen as much anymore.
1/2
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Oh wow, I guess that means I win, doesn't it?
[ Did you know he could sound like an incredibly overjoyed and smug asshole?? Because he can. And he is. The most overjoyed and smug asshole. ]
I was getting worried, to be honest with you. You almost had it... [ The happiest sigh. ] But you jinxed yourself. [ and now...
...he has to figure out a request, uh, this is a problem. He's not creative enough for this. Oh no. ]
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So, what's in store for me?
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Can I take a rain check on answering? [ ... ] I told you I wasn't any good at this.
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...all right, go ahead.
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... Black isn't your birthname, is it?
[him mentioning 'Mary' before cinched that, but like hell he's saying that]
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Did you know you're only the second person to ask that? Mr. Tarrlok was the other. [ ...Black that isn't an answer— ] No, it's not. Just a nickname... and a code name nowadays, I guess. White and I are... we were undercover.
[ Due to the whole barrier thing. ]
My real name's William. [ It feels like it's been ages since he actually properly introduced himself, wow. It couldn't have been that long, though, right..? ] William Macbeth.
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