#006

[sonoflothar]

[This is unacceptable.

Turalyon woke up today to find himself in a horrible costume. One that won't come off, no matter what he tries. He's also locked out of his room, and staring through the eyeholes in his costume at his unopenable door and trying to flip through his journal with his large, unwieldy hands. No, this is not good....The castle's

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[nogooddeeds]

[Would it make you feel better that there was a green witch hanging out at the end of the hallway staring at you?]

[sonoflothar]

[Not. Particularly. But he definitely assumes she's so green because of the castle.]

...This wasn't my idea.

[nogooddeeds]

What...are you? [How do you ask that without sounding like a bitch?]

[sonoflothar]

Human. Underneath this... thing.

[And then the eye pops off of it, attached to the suit by a spring. Yes, it's very poorly constructed.]

[nogooddeeds]

[HOLY SHIT WHAT.]

...I see. Why don't you take it off, if it bothers you?

[sonoflothar]

[MURLOC COSTUMES ARE BAD THINGS.]

I... can't. This thing's sticking to me like a second skin. And being hunched over like this isn't helping my back.

[nogooddeeds]

[Adjusts the book in her arms and approaches...carefully. While frowning.]

...I might be able to undo it.

[sonoflothar]

...If you'd be so kind.

[There's a comically-large zipper on the back. A very stuck one, that won't be opening until November rolls around. Sob.]

[nogooddeeds]

[Tug. Tug. TUUUUUUUUUUUG. Nothing. She frowns.]

Hang on.

[Open goes the book. Flip flip flip...]

[sonoflothar]

[Totally hangs on. And is staying very still, he doesn't need this thing making noises again.]

Are you asking for help...?

[nogooddeeds]

No.

Checking for a spell.

[sonoflothar]

Oh, another magic-using person. Ah... [Never trust strange magic, but this is an extraordinary circumstance.] Anything you can do, it would be appreciated.

Pass or fail, up to you.

[nogooddeeds]

[Grim smirk goes here -- though he can't see it] Witch.

[After that, she begins chanting a spell in an incorrigible language, designed to loosen the zipper into release.]

[sonoflothar]

[You can thank Serenity he isn't flipping out right now, witchy lady. :|

And- spell goes off, with whatever flashiness that entails, not that he can... see any of it... and nothing happens, it appears. The castle is not so easily defeated.]

[nogooddeeds]

[That's ok, she'd be totally used to it. She tugs again and growls -- now that might be creepy]

You've got to be joking.

[sonoflothar]

[Sob, growling. Well, at least the suit will protect him if she suddenly turns into a pumpkin monster.]

Apparently not. The castle is amused with my discomfort.