Second Run - Shoebox Fort

[speeding]

So. If you need me I'm in my fort.

On aisle 24. With the men's running shoes.

All invaders will be questioned and possibly subjected to ridicule if they do not bring approriate offerings.

Appropriate offerings include, but are not limited to, real clothes please for the love of god.

Thank you. This has been a PSA by your local evil overlord.

Or something.

Comments

[nobodysheroine.livejournal.com]

If you're willing to leave your fort, I can offer you a jacket? Not that I don't want to pay homage to your contribution to modern engineering and men's running shoes, but extenuating circumstances say it might have to wait until next time.

What do you say? Just fill the moat with crocodiles and I'd imagine no one will trespass.

[speeding]

I suspect this to be a clever lure. Designed to draw me from my safe holding and entrap me with your feminine wiles, whilst your compatriots thwart my evil schemes.

However, I accept your terms. I shall emerge from my lair and come find you. Crocodiles will be released into the moat directly.

[nobodysheroine.livejournal.com]

Ah, if there's one thing I'm not, Dash, it's in cahoots with your nemesis, the Sugardaddy. Though, admittedly, it would be quite the rouse, wouldn't it?

I'm in the back, in one of the side offices. I'll switch on the light.

[speeding]

Hey, not in cahoots is good in my book. But even if it were a rouse, I'd probably fall for it. I'm a sucker for a cool girl.

Cool, I'll find you!

[nobodysheroine.livejournal.com]

You're incorrigible.

Oh and no poking the dinosaur, alright?

[speeding]

That's what makes me so cute!

Awww... What about petting? Can she take petting?

[nobodysheroine.livejournal.com]

That is a matter of opinion.


If she likes you, she might. If.

[speeding]

Your opinion I hope! Right? Right?

Hope she likes me then!

[nobodysheroine.livejournal.com]

Less writing.

More dashing.

The proof will be in the proverbial pudding.

Or in this cause. The dinosaur.

[speeding]

Yes'm.

I hope the proof wont' be in the dinosaur. 'Cause... I like not being eaten.

But yeah, I get the drift.

On my way!

[treeleopardess]

Hey, there you are. I was starting to worry.

I saw you asked for Kazahana's help earlier...everything okay?

[nobodysheroine.livejournal.com]

Bastet! Hey, how're you? I've been charting everybody's progress over the journals -- I probably should have chimed in earlier, but I was admittedly distracted.


Oh, that. I got hit in the face by some guy wigging out in the elevator. Well, that's not entirely true.

He hit my dinosaur in the face. And somehow, I felt it.

[treeleopardess]

Understandable.

Is that so. So that would explain why you've been lying low. I see Dash is on his way, but do you mind another visitor?

[nobodysheroine.livejournal.com]

How about yourself? You okay?

Yeah, Argent's been keeping me company, but he's wandered off to check in with some people. I definitely wouldn't mind another visitor. Playing recluse and hiding out loses its charm after a while and as much as I'd like to be able to head out and find you guys, it just gets infinitely more complicated when you factor in asinine idiots.

[treeleopardess]

My legs were a little sore from all that running yesterday, but I'm fine now. Today, I've just been visiting people and picking out some shoes.

All right, I'll be by in a little bit. I just need to let people know not to expect me back for a while.