Commday Event Post~ Nudity is REQUIRED.

[spurslikestars]

[Everyone was going about their usual day to day lives in Hammerspace. Wasting time, working, whatever.

It might be a bit harder now.

Because everyone is suddenly naked.

And all the clothing in Hammerspace (and CSA and Civil War!Texas' cabin) have disappeared.

Have fun with that~]

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[lostthebridle]

[...Oh, but he will burn his chest cooking.

Not fair.]

[by_mornin]

[Amarillo's asleep on a couch again. This time with the news on. HE isn't even aware this is happening. Yet.]

[dirtysouthdirty]

[ Hookeracy isn't as concerned about his body showing. He just grabs a throw blanket to cover the burn over his heart and that's long enough to be decent. And drops a blanket over Amarillo while he's at it. ]

[by_mornin]

[Amarillo cuddles into that blanket at once.

And snores.]

[dirtysouthdirty]

[ Hookeracy laughs. And may or may not start playing with Amarillo's hair. ]

[istandwithmine]

[In his and CSA's cabin, this Texas is wrapped up in a blanket, sitting on the floor in front of the fire. He's very confused, but he's managed to convince himself CSA is washing their clothes or something. It sounds like something he would do. Yes.]

[ingreatdeeds]

[ Likewise, CSA has grabbed the biggest blanket he could get his hands on in a attempt to cover basically everything from his shoulders down to the floor. He did not want his body seen at all, especially not by one of his own states. ]

Apparently, Hammerspace got bored.

[istandwithmine]

[Why did you have to force this horrible realization Texas, CSA. Why. He was happy.]

...So we're not safe out here afterall.

[ingreatdeeds]

[ He sighs, sitting down beside Texas and adjusting the blanket to keep himself covered. ]

So it would seem.

[spurslikestars]

[And this Texas is just the epitome of not even surprised by this anymore. Besides, he likes to show how much bigger everything is in Texas from time to time.

He's going about the business of cleaning his revolver, nude or not. He's just not going to call attention to his nipple rings, or the tattoos of bands of flowers around his arms, one roses, one bluebonnets. Or the autopsy scar on his chest. Or his tetris block themed tramp stamp. Nope.

Cleaning his gun. The revolver. Yes.]

[secedeforme]

[Keeping her eyes on the ground where it is safe to look once she realizes it is Texas.]

...Hey, Daddy? Ya know where a blanket is?

[spurslikestars]

[Once Texas hears Roslyn's voice, he sets his gun and cleaning supplies aside. Roslyn takes priority over this right now, ooooh yes.]

Nearest I can think is one-a our rooms. Or maybe a bathroom'd have towels at least. Com'on, we'll somethin'.

[And up he gets.]

[secedeforme]

[Roslyn sighs.]

Jason's got a couple blankets in his lab too.

[Why didn't she think of that three minutes ago?]

[secedeforme]

Wha- shit, again?!

[Roslyn turns a couple of times trying to figure out where to go.]

Where is the nearest blanket?