Blanket Fort - Room 32

[lvpd_sidle]

Courtesy of Collins, there is an abundant supply of food from the restaurant in Santa Fe.

There are cushions, blankets, and plenty of space in which to stretch out.

Outside the door is a sign: This is a Tofu-Free Zone.

And the door is unlocked.

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Re: Entrances

[http://users.livejournal.com/_to_the_bone/]

"I met someone who wanted to amputate his tail."

That upset Jack rather a lot.

"And I can see it, in his eyes and how he is built and what he is, how he should be. But this is clouding everything, like a polluted lake."

Re: Entrances

[mitanarchist]

"That's what I've heard. My friend Sara's brother in law is normally a god of fertility. He's turned into one of commerce."

Re: Entrances

[http://users.livejournal.com/_to_the_bone/]

"I hate it."

He shrugs, uncertainly.

"I cannot imagine what I should be, with my head for numbers."

Re: Entrances

[mitanarchist]

"I just don't get the point of it. Does anyone know how it got started in here in the first place?"

Re: Entrances

[http://users.livejournal.com/_to_the_bone/]

"The food, they say. Anything with soy, that the bar gives out. It makes sense, I only drink water."

So he wouldn't have been touched, at all.

Re: Entrances

[mitanarchist]

"But people were able to eat that kind of stuff before without this happening. Who or what changed it?"

Re: Entrances

[http://users.livejournal.com/_to_the_bone/]

"Bar?"

He tilts his head.

"I mean, there was the chocolate that came before this, and I think there was something before that. It comes and goes."