itp: not your face but your heart's desire

[floralingual]

[ today in the center of camp, there are a number of large antique mirrors set up. looking into one of them will show not only you, but also your heart's deepest and most desperate desire. be careful, because the people around you will be able to see it too. good luck figuring out what's going on! ]

(( pretty much the same concept as the mirror of

Comments

[butterflybuldge]

[ uguuuu ]

Augh! I want to go home!

[waylaidvagrant]

[You offer the strangely-masked person a sympathetic pat on the arm.]

[butterflybuldge]

[ swats away ]

Don't touch me!

[waylaidvagrant]

[You jump back in surprise. Did you violate the rules of etiquette?]

[butterflybuldge]

... what are you supposed to be? Some kind of enlarged beetle?

[waylaidvagrant]

[You most certainly are not some kind of weird bug! You would shake your fist at this odd person for suggesting it, but in the interest of MANNERS you shake your head instead.]

[butterflybuldge]

You also seem incapable of speech. Well, whatever. Don't touch me again.

[waylaidvagrant]

[How rude! You cross you arms and huff in a show of displeasure.]

[butterflybuldge]

[ chuckles lightly ]

Cute.

[waylaidvagrant]

[Oh... Well, you suppose you might be somewhat endearing. Though you prefer to think of yourself as more DASHING.]

[butterflybuldge]

What are you, anyways?

[waylaidvagrant]

[You point proudly to your stately MAYORAL SASH.]

[butterflybuldge]

You mean of camp? You shouldn't be too proud of that, or us angry prisoners might take our frustration out on you.

[waylaidvagrant]

[You shake your head. You are not mayor of camp. if you were it would surely be a much better place.

You then gesture to the corn, which you are actually mayor of.]

[butterflybuldge]

... [ LAUGHS. ]

[waylaidvagrant]

[Is corn really that amusing?]