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eightlazylegs) wrote2012-11-15 06:13 pm
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Puzzle 1
[ACTION]
[There is an octopus sitting in the town fountain. He's white as the inside of a clamshell, curled up in the smallest corner he can find. It takes him a few minutes to trust the world enough to cautiously slip up to the surface and crawl out of the water. His new wings flick away droplets of water, causing him to shuffle around to get a glimpse of what's attached itself to him.]
What?
[It's bone and muscle and feathers, and it's none of the things an octopus should have. A delicate tug indicates they can't just be yanked off. Hermes spits out a jet of water and turns back to see where he is.]
...what.
[This is not Chicago. It's not even the parkish bits of Chicago that he's seen out of car windows. This is all wrong. Hermes switches from nervous white to irritated yellow, his tentacles curling.] What. Where? What? What?! [Where is his apartment? What put him here? What is with the wings? What what what what.]
[VIDEO]
[Hermes has chilled out and returned to a comfortable woodsy brown. He's sitting on the rim of a filled bathtub, with the screen propped up on the lid of the toilet.]
Have apartment, but apartment insufficient for octopus. Furniture and movers required. First requirement: tank. [He moves his tentacles to indicate a rectangle shape.] Large fishtank. Also hose and pump for emptying and refilling. Bathtub leaks out drain, is located inconveniently.
[Hermes gestures to himself. If one compares him to the tub for a sense of scale, it's obvious that he's only a foot high.] Cannot carry by myself. Food, toys, also need in future, but tank is largest. Will trade goods or services for tank and tank-moving. Make offer.
[There is an octopus sitting in the town fountain. He's white as the inside of a clamshell, curled up in the smallest corner he can find. It takes him a few minutes to trust the world enough to cautiously slip up to the surface and crawl out of the water. His new wings flick away droplets of water, causing him to shuffle around to get a glimpse of what's attached itself to him.]
What?
[It's bone and muscle and feathers, and it's none of the things an octopus should have. A delicate tug indicates they can't just be yanked off. Hermes spits out a jet of water and turns back to see where he is.]
...what.
[This is not Chicago. It's not even the parkish bits of Chicago that he's seen out of car windows. This is all wrong. Hermes switches from nervous white to irritated yellow, his tentacles curling.] What. Where? What? What?! [Where is his apartment? What put him here? What is with the wings? What what what what.]
[VIDEO]
[Hermes has chilled out and returned to a comfortable woodsy brown. He's sitting on the rim of a filled bathtub, with the screen propped up on the lid of the toilet.]
Have apartment, but apartment insufficient for octopus. Furniture and movers required. First requirement: tank. [He moves his tentacles to indicate a rectangle shape.] Large fishtank. Also hose and pump for emptying and refilling. Bathtub leaks out drain, is located inconveniently.
[Hermes gestures to himself. If one compares him to the tub for a sense of scale, it's obvious that he's only a foot high.] Cannot carry by myself. Food, toys, also need in future, but tank is largest. Will trade goods or services for tank and tank-moving. Make offer.
[video]
And, as Jack well knows, he possesses the ability to fit into tiny spaces. Has lots of tentacles. This could come in quite handy indeed, especially where marauding is concerned. And now that Murray is gone and he is sidekickless...]
What say you, boyo, to cutting a deal for this tank-moving?
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[video]
Unfortunately, this would be far too easy a prank to pull off. The possibility cannot be ignored. And so:]
I suppose you think to take us all for suckers.
[Is Norrington joking? He doesn't sound like he's joking.]
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[action] An appropriate amount of time later...
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action
what is it???]
♪?
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[......]
Octopus.
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[Action]
Oh! S- Surume-sama, is that you?
[She might have mistaken you for someone else, though.]
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[Voice]
In a way Robert is not actually too surprised about this. Cephalopods, even on Terra, are quite intelligent. But still, an outright sapient, who can vocalize - that, that is new. That is very new, actually.
Some pang of memory shoots through him. The residential dirigible jellies would love this one.]
... I am a-afraid that... such provisions may be, er, d-difficult to attain...
There is an o-oceanic environment in Luceti, though it is... r-rather expansive. And... I am not so c-certain your journal would... be very usable there...
[Yes, he talks a lot, Hermes. Sorry about that.]
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/hideously late tagback, yep.
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[He's seen a lot of talking animals in Luceti so far, but this one kind of takes the cake.]
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