Princess Rosella of Daventry (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
primrosella) wrote2010-07-19 06:25 pm
primrosella) wrote2010-07-19 06:25 pm
Entry tags:
- adventures,
- behold my mad skills,
- curiosity killed the princess,
- deadlier than cupid's bow,
- gotta love that optimism,
- h is for hypocrite,
- he doesn't look a thing like jesus,
- i love my friends,
- i'm attacking the darkness!,
- la femme rosella,
- next time be more careful,
- night of the living dead,
- plot,
- post curse,
- rosella's journal,
- taking care of business,
- the perils of being rosella,
- why yes i am a ninja,
- zombies = nightmares
Quest 205
[Private || Hackable by Friends]
They did make a grave for him out there, after all.
Of course it's a trick. It must be, that's the only explanation for it all. Why else would they make all the fuss about the graves, telling us about them on the Network, marking them in that way? They can't have really put our friends under there, so it must be something else.
But what is it? Rumplestiltskin again? Or something else entirely?
It's been zombies before, and what better way to make us suffer than by haunting us with zombies that wear the faces of our friends? And zombies go with graveyards--oh, I know that all too well. If only I had my scarab with me...
The sheep came in May, and then June was quiet, and now July's been quiet, too. And August is always a bad month, just as October is. No, if this is the first step in a new time of terror, someone had better look into it while we still have the chance. It's better safe than sorry, and perhaps we'll learn something about what they're planning, after all.
They must be planning something. Rumplestiltskin, and all this, and letting one of their own deities be locked up in prison that way? Bad things come in threes, after all.
If it's a trick, then let it be a trick. It's no different than Lolotte sending me to fetch her the unicorn, or Genesta's hen, or Pandora's Box. I knew all along that I was walking into trouble, but what else could I do? To wait would be worse. I'll just have to hope that whatever the trick is, I'm better prepared for it than what they're expecting. My amulet ought to work just as well as my scarab would've at warding off any zombies, and between the magic I have and Cain's own shooting skills...no, we'll manage. If it comes down to it, I'll teleport us out again, regardless of where we might end up when I do. It'll be all right. We both know this place, the tricks it tries, and...
All right. Trick or not, we'll see what they've done with that graveyard, once and for all.
[/Private]
Well, it's Monday again, which means one more of those silly weekends of random curses has finally come to an end. And what a ridiculous one I had this weekend! It's one I've had before, of course--all the birds and animals and things turning out to flock around me--but at least this time they managed to make themselves useful, helping to clean up the Library. Normally they just swarm me every time I try to get my chores done, and make it absolutely impossible to do anything without a great flurry of feathers and a dozen furry friends underfoot. But they really did help a great deal at getting things straightened out, and I'm grateful for the assistance, even if all the singing did get a bit tedious after a while.
...I do hope it didn't disturb the monks from their work, come to think of it. We were making quite a bit of racket, what with all the twittering and chirping and chattering.
In any case, that's one more weekend done and over with, and a whole new week of possibilities ahead of us. And that's a good thing, I think. We could all certainly use a calm, quiet day.
And in two more weeks, I'll have been here for two years. I suppose it's true that the first year takes the longest, and all the others get quicker and quicker after that. Really, I can hardly believe the time has gone so fast!
[Private to Cain || Unhackable]
Shall we go tonight, then?
[/Private]
[OOC: Graaaaaaaaaves! So late tonight, Rosella and Cain are going to go out to the graveyard and bond over their mutual interest in digging up graves. Which will be all well and good, right up until the part where Rosella gets sucked down one and ends up in the middle of the Graveyard Plot! But hey, at least she's expecting a trap this time...? It's progress. Sob.]
They did make a grave for him out there, after all.
Of course it's a trick. It must be, that's the only explanation for it all. Why else would they make all the fuss about the graves, telling us about them on the Network, marking them in that way? They can't have really put our friends under there, so it must be something else.
But what is it? Rumplestiltskin again? Or something else entirely?
It's been zombies before, and what better way to make us suffer than by haunting us with zombies that wear the faces of our friends? And zombies go with graveyards--oh, I know that all too well. If only I had my scarab with me...
The sheep came in May, and then June was quiet, and now July's been quiet, too. And August is always a bad month, just as October is. No, if this is the first step in a new time of terror, someone had better look into it while we still have the chance. It's better safe than sorry, and perhaps we'll learn something about what they're planning, after all.
They must be planning something. Rumplestiltskin, and all this, and letting one of their own deities be locked up in prison that way? Bad things come in threes, after all.
If it's a trick, then let it be a trick. It's no different than Lolotte sending me to fetch her the unicorn, or Genesta's hen, or Pandora's Box. I knew all along that I was walking into trouble, but what else could I do? To wait would be worse. I'll just have to hope that whatever the trick is, I'm better prepared for it than what they're expecting. My amulet ought to work just as well as my scarab would've at warding off any zombies, and between the magic I have and Cain's own shooting skills...no, we'll manage. If it comes down to it, I'll teleport us out again, regardless of where we might end up when I do. It'll be all right. We both know this place, the tricks it tries, and...
All right. Trick or not, we'll see what they've done with that graveyard, once and for all.
[/Private]
Well, it's Monday again, which means one more of those silly weekends of random curses has finally come to an end. And what a ridiculous one I had this weekend! It's one I've had before, of course--all the birds and animals and things turning out to flock around me--but at least this time they managed to make themselves useful, helping to clean up the Library. Normally they just swarm me every time I try to get my chores done, and make it absolutely impossible to do anything without a great flurry of feathers and a dozen furry friends underfoot. But they really did help a great deal at getting things straightened out, and I'm grateful for the assistance, even if all the singing did get a bit tedious after a while.
...I do hope it didn't disturb the monks from their work, come to think of it. We were making quite a bit of racket, what with all the twittering and chirping and chattering.
In any case, that's one more weekend done and over with, and a whole new week of possibilities ahead of us. And that's a good thing, I think. We could all certainly use a calm, quiet day.
And in two more weeks, I'll have been here for two years. I suppose it's true that the first year takes the longest, and all the others get quicker and quicker after that. Really, I can hardly believe the time has gone so fast!
[Private to Cain || Unhackable]
Shall we go tonight, then?
[/Private]
[OOC: Graaaaaaaaaves! So late tonight, Rosella and Cain are going to go out to the graveyard and bond over their mutual interest in digging up graves. Which will be all well and good, right up until the part where Rosella gets sucked down one and ends up in the middle of the Graveyard Plot! But hey, at least she's expecting a trap this time...? It's progress. Sob.]