The Deck, Thursday Morning

[notahostage]

Wendy had been planning on going for a morning jog, a plan soon scuttled by the rain of coloured rocks. Not so much because she had an objection to running in the odd but painless rain as that she'd rapidly gotten distracted by the effects of the rocks on her person

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[unddann]

Lola totally lacked an appropriate colored icon thanks to not having photoshop on the mun's work computer wandered out onto the deck a bit carefully.

She'd certainly had plenty of time to get used to Fandom in all its absurdity, but this . . . .

"This is new."

[finding_x_dream]

"I'm beginning to think that new things that have never happened before are going to be pretty common around here," Agnes told her.

[unddann]

Lola nodded slowly, and was splattered by a bright green rock in the middle of her forehead. She wiped at it to no avail. "But it must run out of new things, someday, ja?"

[finding_x_dream]

"I don't know," Agnes replied, "But I kind of doubt it. It seems like a pretty resourceful sort of island."

[unddann]

"You have been here a long time?"

[finding_x_dream]

Agnes shook her head. "Just since the middle of summer, but it hasn't run out of things yet. Sometimes I feel like it's got a committee of wizards somewhere whose only job is to come up with strange things to throw at us. Whatever it is, it's got a sense of humor, so there's that."

[unddann]

"Humor, ja. I'm thinking I should be carrying a camera."

[finding_x_dream]

"Not around me, you shouldn't!" Agnes protested.

Suddenly struck by something, she looked at Lola curiously. "Your accent -- you're not from Uberwald, by any chance, are you?"

[unddann]

"Uberwas?" Lola shook her head. "I'm from Berlin."

[finding_x_dream]

"Different universe, then." This island was entirely too weird.

"I mean it about the camera, though -- I'd rather not have a record of the silly things that happen to me."

Or have to see what I look like.

[unddann]

Lola tilted her head. "But if they are happening to everyone, then what does it matter?"

[finding_x_dream]

Agnes shrugged self-consciously. "I just don't like being laughed at, okay?"

[unddann]

Lola frowned. "I wouldn't laugh at you."

Well, not unless what happened was really, really, really funny. . . .

[inthereflexes]

Jack currently resembled Lola in terms of hair color...but with a touch more pink. He was less than thrilled. "Tell me my hair isn't as pink as I think it is?" he asked.

[unddann]

Lola smirked. "I can't until you tell me how pink you think it is."

[inthereflexes]

He was not glaring, really. "Very pink." Any pink was as pink as he thought it was. "They got you, too, right?" he asked, probably not remembering that Lola's hair was very red before the rocks-fall-everyone-dyes.