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Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!
I'm going to die!
Oh shit!
Splash!
...
Maybe not.
Splash!
Oh. You're here, too.
[ooc: And welcome Rincewind to the City. He has just landed in the fountain, followed closely by the Luggage. For those who don't know the Luggage, it appears to be a rather battered wooden trunk. Until it stands up and you see hundreds of little human-ish feet.]
Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!
I'm going to die!
Oh shit!
Splash!
...
Maybe not.
Splash!
Oh. You're here, too.
[ooc: And welcome Rincewind to the City. He has just landed in the fountain, followed closely by the Luggage. For those who don't know the Luggage, it appears to be a rather battered wooden trunk. Until it stands up and you see hundreds of little human-ish feet.]
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Date: 2007-11-14 04:36 am (UTC)But ah yes, keep your wits about you come midnight. That's when the curses strike. Usually.
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Date: 2007-11-14 04:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-14 04:47 am (UTC)Usually.If nothing happens at midnight, that usually means that nothing will happen that day at all. Except during that one festival where everyone turned into what costume they were wearing at sunset, but besides that...no subject
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Date: 2007-11-14 05:25 am (UTC)Look at it this way: experience says that things always go wrong. Always.
If I expect it, I'm prepared. If it happens, I'm ready to run. If it doesn't happen, I'm pleasantly surprised for 30 seconds before I return to expecting what experience tells me has to happen: something bad.
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Date: 2007-11-14 05:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-14 05:59 am (UTC)[1In Rincewind's case, consisting of two foot-shaped planks of wood held on by a loop of twine over the toe. They are shit for running in, but perfect for running straight out of, leaving your pursuers staring at your shoes for an extra half-second.]
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Date: 2007-11-14 06:29 am (UTC)Nice to ... meet you, Riou.