01 . In which the mun apologizes in advance for this douchebag's existence

[jilbax]

[One of the fourth floor bedrooms has just become occupied. Its new occupant is a three-foot-tall green thing with blue scales and fins on his face. He is confused. And he does not like being confused. Being confused, in fact, pisses him the fuck off.]

WHAT THE EVER-LOVING FUCK IS THIS BULLSHIT?!

[The sound of rushing wind and flapping pages can

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omg these two assholes should not talk to each other

[tabbytastic]

[dude, your journal is cackling at you]

[tabbytastic]

[a snarly little laugh]

How about this-- I'll race you.

The first one to escape wins! You pick the prize.

[jilbax]

Oh, you are so fucking on! The prize, though, I'm not coming back to get that shit.

[Pages are flipping over here as he gets warmed up to bust out the window.]

[tabbytastic]

On your mark...

...Get set...

GO!

[jilbax]

Smell ya later, asshole!

[And the sounds of GALE FORCE WINDS AND SHATTERING GLASS! He's totally ditched his journal, so... that's probably all Tabby'll hear out of him until he hits the barrier and winds up back at the castle.

CAN YOU BEATS HIM?!?!]

[tabbytastic]

[lmfao she's just going to pick herself and go lazily lurking around the castle, heading to the fourth floor--where all the newbies seem to appear--idly looking for a fallen journal. She wants to see if she can maybe get a sniff of this guy while he's out making an ass of himself]