18th Random Encounter
[Action; outside 1765 Beaver Street]
I know a Red Mage with two thumbs that loves regain packages!
[Grinning and inserting the requisite dramatic pause for his joke, Red Mage turns both his thumbs in to point at himself.]
This Red Mage!
[Smiling, he opens up the package he's just received in recompense for living through the hellish nuclear apocalypse that was Mayfield Thanksgiving 2011. The inside of the box is completely empty except for a bunch of useless packing material and a small picture, which flutters down to the ground face-down after RM gets impatient and starts shaking the contents loose.]
Well, let's see what we have here...
[Red Mage has had pretty good luck with regains thus far, but this one has unfortunately broken that pattern. The picture vanishes as soon as Red Mage picks it up, before he even gets the chance to have a good look at it. There's a flash of light, and all of a sudden there is a horrible tentacled eyeball monster that looks like some H.P. Lovecraft reject standing where Red Mage just was. Except it's also wearing his hat. And speaking in his voice.]
...Hmm. I feel different. This probably isn't a good sign.
I know a Red Mage with two thumbs that loves regain packages!
[Grinning and inserting the requisite dramatic pause for his joke, Red Mage turns both his thumbs in to point at himself.]
This Red Mage!
[Smiling, he opens up the package he's just received in recompense for living through the hellish nuclear apocalypse that was Mayfield Thanksgiving 2011. The inside of the box is completely empty except for a bunch of useless packing material and a small picture, which flutters down to the ground face-down after RM gets impatient and starts shaking the contents loose.]
Well, let's see what we have here...
[Red Mage has had pretty good luck with regains thus far, but this one has unfortunately broken that pattern. The picture vanishes as soon as Red Mage picks it up, before he even gets the chance to have a good look at it. There's a flash of light, and all of a sudden there is a horrible tentacled eyeball monster that looks like some H.P. Lovecraft reject standing where Red Mage just was. Except it's also wearing his hat. And speaking in his voice.]
...Hmm. I feel different. This probably isn't a good sign.