RAT PARTY LOG: Day 105

[dorkypantsuit]

Who: Everyone and anyone.
What: A party.
Where The menagerie.
When: Day 105


It’s a rat’s birthday party, and if you’re in the labor crew attendance is mandatory. After watching his department's sense of team spirit drop to dangerous levels Psi has decided to try and force people to have a little fun. Of course, the recent lack of camaraderie among the Labor Department isn’t the sole reason for the party; as Ginko had mentioned, anyone who decides to take a look at Rex the rat king will find a seventh head apparently in the process of emerging from around his shoulder. It’s not quite fully formed yet, essentially just a nose and mouth poking through the fur, but it’s very definitely there.


I. GINKO AND REX
A table has been set up near Rex’s enclosure with a number of rat king-safe treats laid out on it, so as to reduce the risk of visitors giving him something he shouldn’t eat. All the same, Ginko will be spending most of his time near Rex, and keeping an eye on things - just in case he has to, you know, discourage people from putting their fingers too close to the new mouth, or something like that. Fingers are not considered rat king-safe treats.

II. TWISTER AND OTHER FUN GAMES
Psi is here as well obviously, and he does have twister. He won’t actually make you play, but he will call you a wuss if you refuse to join in. Twister isn’t the only game they have available though, as later on Psi will also be forcing allowing people to play “Who Am I?” In this game the name of another person at the carnival is placed on a player’s back. Players then have to guess whose name is on their back by asking questions yes or no questions about that person to other people at the party. (Feel free to pick whatever name you want for your character.) Although Labor Department members have to play, others are welcome to join too.

III. FOOD
But what would a party be without the free food? There’s lots of good stuff. BBQ Ribs, Chicken Adobo, Pork Mango Habanero and for dessert there’s cupcakes in the chocolate and lemon flavored variety. Lar’s made it all so feel free to be shocked about that.

((OOC: As this is a party log feel free to make your own top-levels))

Comments

[tacosgay]

... right. Cleared right up.

Taako stares at the... menagerie of identities in front of him, eyebrows raised, as he sips his drink.

"... hold on. So are you guys, like, piloting my dude here, or, like... what's going on, exactly?" He doesn't have enough tact to've thought of a better way to word that, besides the fact that he honestly doesn't care.

[ophidiarex]

"'They talk, I translate when needed. And change pronouns for clarity,' says Donne." Snake doesn't look too non-plussed with the idea. It's how hes been living for years. He's not even able to write, really, but maybe he just doesn't have much to say.

[tacosgay]

"Uh... huh. And you're... cool with this?" He's clearly speaking directly to Snake, rather than any of the titular snakes hanging out on him; he quirks an eyebrow, a clear mix of confusion and amusement on his face.

[ophidiarex]

"'I can't talk on my own and they can't be understood on their own. Plus, we often agree,' says Emily." It's not a problem really. In fact, it's mutually beneficial; they give eachother voices.

[tacosgay]

"Oh. Well, then, uh... more power to you, I guess!" Taako shrugs, sinking back into a faint smirk, which seems to be a favored default expression of his. "How'd you guys end up like this? Uh... guys and girl? Girls? People? Snakes and person?"

He breaks off with a puzzled "hmmmmm."

[ophidiarex]

"'We met and found it was easier. Snake used to have many more snakes than just us, and some of us are in the menagerie,' says Donne." It's a simple answer, perhaps too simple, especially given that Snake's hanging his head a little.

[tacosgay]

Taako immediately picks up on that, but he doesn't point it out; not yet, at any rate. Snake... is that the name of the fella they're riding like a parade float? Taako eyes them quietly, thinking that response over, Snake's posture a major red flag.

"Funny how that works out, huh..." Spoken casually, yet distantly. "So you just kinda happened across one-another then? Pretty lucky for you."

[ophidiarex]

He nods, without looking up. "'It was somewhat like that. I found them in various situations, and they stayed along,' says Emily." Emily moves almost like a nod, herself.

[tacosgay]

"Okay. Huh. Y'know, most people would kinda flip out of snakes just started taking up residence on their person. It's pretty chill of you to just let 'em stick around."

Addressing Snake himself directly-- it's almost a test.

[ophidiarex]

He looks up at that, but still defers to one of his snakes. "'I've never had issues with snakes, and I can understand them. They are my friends,' says Emily." Emily licks him. She's thirsty, but doesn't want to bite him if she can help it; once this conversation's over, he'll have to get her a cup and share his animal blood with her.

Between the fact that he has scales, a forked tongue, and solid-gold slit-pupiled eyes, Taako may be able to put two and two together as to HOW Snake can understand these friends of his.

[tacosgay]

Well, that was... weird. This is definitely a unique arrangement, though it seems he's not going to get anything more out of them on how exactly it came about; which he's fine with, really. Besides, it seems like it's going to be impossible to get any answers directly from the man himself with those snakes around, and, at this point, Taako isn't honestly sure if they're ever not around.

"Yyyyeah... okay, that's fine, so hey, what do you guys eat? I mean, are you guys here to look at the big rat over there and, like, dream, or what?"

[ophidiarex]

"'Donne eats worms. Emily and I drink blood.' says Emily." He opens his mouth and indicates one of his fangs as a manner of explanation. They're a little fat to be snake fangs.

[tacosgay]

"... oh. Blood. Haha, okay..." Taako's voice is suddenly very high-pitched, eyes wide and eyebrows raised. Okay. That is not the response he was hoping for, or expected, for that matter. "Is it... like, do snakes normally drink blood, or is that just a special thing for you guys?"

[ophidiarex]

"'... Did no one tell you about the vampires? The carnival was attacked, and many members were turned, though most have since been saved,' says Emily." He takes another sip after such a long (and effeminate) speech.

[tacosgay]

"Nnno. I'm new here, so just... assume I know nothing." He pauses, and then smirks. "Actually, that's pretty much just a good strategy in general with me."

[ophidiarex]

"'We were in a party world, and Emily and I were attacked and turned into vampires,' says Donne." Snake hangs his head. As much as he hates this... He can't safely turn back until Emily does.

[tacosgay]

"Eugh. That's rough. So... wait." Taako tilts his head, puzzled. "Did you... did whoever attacked you just turn one of the snakes? Did he, like, do that on purpose, or what?"

That is actually much more baffling to him than the idea of a vampire snake: that whoever turned her(?) would go out of their way to just turn one of them.