Aside from the official rules, there are a lot of handy guidelines that get passed down to new patrons of the Bar at the End of the Universe. Things like "don't eat any food you didn't order," "don't go outside on the night of the full moon," and "don't fuck with the Oompa-Loompas
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Far from it as a matter of fact. The last time he was this unhappy he-
Well, suffice it to say that things were damaged.
Things may still get damaged. He's not entirely sure if that's the case or not. One minute he is safely enscounced in his home, hoping to get some rest before trading it for that bar he'd assumed (hoped, prayed) was a hallucination.
Either way. It wasn't home, and while the work was interesting-working a fourteen hour day in a crowd like the early GeneCo christmas shoppers would've killed him. Can't kill in a crowd. Bad form.
So he...sat.
And got up a Lynx.
Hopelessly tangled Lynx.
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Springing free, he stares at the tiger, eyes wide.
His expression is readable in any language, human or animal or otherwise. What the heck is going on?!?!
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He takes a step forward, testing out the walking motion. Someone who hasn't walked on four legs in awhile is probably not going to do-
There he goes. The lynx flopped on the floor growls now before he stares at the Tiger You know how to fix this?
Either that or he could be asking for a snack.
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If she knew how to fix this, she wouldn't be a freaking tiger anymore, now would she?
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Nathan's managing a pretty good job of it. He's also managing a pretty good job of rolling his eyes as he sinks his teeth into his uniform-trying to drag it out of site.
Not planning on getting caught like this. NOPE.
Unfortunately he is too small to manage this task. Laugh at the kitty's struggle!
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Want some help with that?
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He's not entirely sure about Lynxs and where they relate to Tigers, but what can he do?
...You don't know how to stop this?
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Hell, he doesn't know so...
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