DICK CATCHALL

[chaoticlootral]

lol dick catchall . . .

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[unpredicktable]

[ :T he's pouty a bit, but then he seems. confused and relieved ]

So you're not upset?

[chaoticlootral]

[That's cute, Dick? That's actually super cute. Reaching out to gently brush off Dick's shoulders like he's a stupid baby.]

Aw, pumpkin, you look so bummed about it. I'm not upset. I won't forget it, mind you, but I'm not upset.

[unpredicktable]

[ he IS a stupid baby ]

I... don't exactly have the best track record with friends learning I've been keeping secrets from them.

[ it's a bit dry, because he's definitely back to normal now that he knows for sure taako isn't going to gut him for it. sometimes you are not in the Mood to be yelled at? it's chill. ]

JT said he'd shared what I'd gotten so far, but-- I might as well give you a little preview of my newest... "clue". [ so he takes out two typewritten notes that read “how are we supposed to believe ANY of this is REALISTIC? WHY WOULD ANYONE JUST KILL RIGHT AWAY. 0/10 WOULD NOT RECOMMEND” and “why do the dead keep popping up if you kill someone LET THEM STAY DEAD”

au where i care enough to do the html for these ]

[chaoticlootral]

I do hate it, but I'm hoping your little lesson here will be that you won't do it again? I always find out, is the thing.

[Poking Dick in the temple, before he goes to snatch the notes from him, hmmmmming to himself.]

All these notes. Kinda seem like they might be from before our . . . uh, would you call it a round here? The other note I heard about, they accused me of having sent it, 'cause I talk really cool, but it wasn't me. These kinda seem the same.

[unpredicktable]

Yeah, yeah.

[ :T at the poke. but as for the rest-- ]

Right. They kind of sound like... reviews, almost. Considering what this ship looks like, I think there's a possibility our original crew might have been on a fun cruise trip gone wrong.

[chaoticlootral]

[Reading them again.





Then reading it again again. Then he turns his head up to just like. Yell at the ceiling.]

Hey! Hello! If the twist is that this is all just a social experiment simulation, I'm gonna shit! I'm gonna shit directly on the fucking floor!

[unpredicktable]

[ okay, he has to ask. he's seen him do it often enough; ]

Are you telling off your god, or something?

[ is this a religion thing ]

[chaoticlootral]

Oh, no-- The Dungeon Master . . . ? World builder, dice roller, weaver of vivid word poems.

I guess sort of a god, if you want to be totally reductive. I don't like respect them.

[unpredicktable]

[


dick knows too much about d&d and part of taako's life to not immediately connect dots and regret his entire life choices ]

You... have a DM. Alright.

[chaoticlootral]

I'm not so sure! Barely have had to roll for anything recently, so someone's slacking on the job. I'm just giving generalized instructions. In case I turn out to be right, and have to reference it later.

[unpredicktable]

[ well. he's whelmed. ]

Wait, "barely"? What have you rolled for?