[OPEN LOG]
Who: Coraline
exploring_game and Knock Knock, this one's open to ANYONE
Where: All over the mansion, but...your rooms, to be specific.
When: One rainy afternoon. Assume this routine's a pretty regular thing, though.
Rating: G, kiddos!
Summary: When there's nothing better to do, certain bored little girls enjoy poking around in everyone else's business. (This is your chance to show off your rooms and what goes on during the unglorified, typical hum drum day on your personal time, mansion people!)
the Story:
Coraline wanders the corridors, messenger bag slung over one shoulder, engineer's cap snug over her ears, peeking around for doors slightly ajar, doors with voices or curious noises behind them, or doors just left unlocked.
By now, she knows where most of the people who had been around since she first wound up here can be found. But the new people she still needs to mark down, and that needs a notepad.
Expect her to come knocking politely if you're all locked up, or simply to let herself in and loiter in doorways, rocking the hinges restlessly until you pay her a little notice.
exploring_game and Knock Knock, this one's open to ANYONE
Where: All over the mansion, but...your rooms, to be specific.
When: One rainy afternoon. Assume this routine's a pretty regular thing, though.
Rating: G, kiddos!
Summary: When there's nothing better to do, certain bored little girls enjoy poking around in everyone else's business. (This is your chance to show off your rooms and what goes on during the unglorified, typical hum drum day on your personal time, mansion people!)
the Story:
Coraline wanders the corridors, messenger bag slung over one shoulder, engineer's cap snug over her ears, peeking around for doors slightly ajar, doors with voices or curious noises behind them, or doors just left unlocked.
By now, she knows where most of the people who had been around since she first wound up here can be found. But the new people she still needs to mark down, and that needs a notepad.
Expect her to come knocking politely if you're all locked up, or simply to let herself in and loiter in doorways, rocking the hinges restlessly until you pay her a little notice.