CLOTHING ADVENTURES

[lightlessfuture]

Who: Anyone! Everyone!
What: Clothes were requested. Clothes are now granted.
When: morning of the 22nd initially
Where: meet me at the room that's literally filled to the brim with clothing in 15 minutes
Warnings: It's just clothes, what could possibly go wrong!
Notes: Everyone gets free clothes whether they participated in the actual request or not. CLOTHES FOR THE ENTIRE ISLAND.


There's a room in the Storyteller's temple; it was once empty, and now it's...not. It is, in fact, full of clothing of all sorts, to the point that it might be slightly difficult to find exactly what you're looking for.

Oh well. It's there now, no takebacks.

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[yourattention]

"I'm still here, you just can't see me." The clothes where he was, up until she couldn't see him anymore, are moving around like someone's sorting through them. "It's just the thing that got messed up when I came back, don't worry about it."

The more he talks, the more the other half of his punishment comes into focus for someone who knows him better: whatever he says is unerringly chipper, almost bordering on manic, and has been scrubbed free of anything too unpleasant. Most noticably: he's gone multiple sentences without swearing.

[hellawrath]

Of course, it would've been too much to hope that he'd found a way to survive, despite how he'd looked the last time she'd managed to get up to his house to offer water and company before her hands wouldn't allow even that. There's no surprise to it, really, just another regret.

Nah, all the surprise is gonna go into how utterly hosed he got in the process. Cursed with invisibility like that's not enough to mess somebody up for a good long while!

"Don't worry about it?!" Fuck off, she's gonna sound super worried actually, thanks. "You don't even fucking sound right!" She is, perhaps, just a little more sensitive to that kind of thing, since a child came to her two days ago with words and actions that didn't match their face at all.

She turns her head back the way it was until he returns to the edge of her vision, barely more than a blur. This is-- this is fucking unacceptable. Her fingers dig angrily into her bandages, scraping at badly healed scabs underneath while her ears swivel to stay trained on him. She's not gonna let him slip out of her sight again.

[yourattention]

"I'm turning over a new leaf or whatever." No he's not, but the sentiment is nice. "Trying to be more 'nice' and turn myself around."

He hasn't quite figured out the extent of his death penalty's secondary effect yet, because he hasn't come up against a situation where what's actually coming out of his mouth doesn't match what he wants to say, more or less. He doesn't actually mind being invisible - it's not like it's anything he doesn't try to be anyway - but it's becoming increasingly clear that the words are the real half of the punishment. He can't make his mouth form any of the quips he would normally say and it's almost like someone else is speaking for him.

Instead of dwelling on it, he tosses her a pair of red booty shorts with ARE YOU NASTY? printed on the butt. Surely one of the twins will appreciate it - he doesn't know why there's so many pairs of these shorts with weird stuff printed on the butt. If he had to guess, it must be the Storyteller's aesthetic because he just found a pair that only say GROCERIES on them. Or maybe the Storyteller just thinks this is what people wear? Who knows.

"One of you needs those. I don't know who."

[hellawrath]

This is fucking eerie as hell. 'Trying to be more nice', who even says that, let alone Connor! Sure, it'd be a nice sentiment, if it didn't make her question how far this even goes, like, is he just entirely incapable of being upset? Is that what he's lost? Or is it another appearance thing, an obfuscation of the real Connor if you try to pay too much attention to him. Either way, shit's incredibly fucked and she hates it, even if he maybe doesn't.

At least his fashion sense doesn't seem to have suffered any personality adjustments, and she can't help snorting as she catches his newest suggestion. "Oh Taako doesn't deserve this one after--" After he made her watch him die for the second time in a year. All the grief and complete powerlessness she's felt settles deep in her chest again and she sighs, dropping the shorts into her basket. She's not gonna be able to help Connor out here either, is she.

"Listen, I can ask for True Seeing back from the rabbit, that should-- I mean, if it works like it's supposed to, I could cast it on people to see you for real?" Gonna try anyway. She has to.