scriptwriter: (It was a misunderstanding.)
Tennouji Kotarou ([personal profile] scriptwriter) wrote2021-07-03 12:46 am

OVERFLOW THREADS

because captcha will happen at some point
impostorsyndrome: (is anxiety what we'll live on)

[personal profile] impostorsyndrome 2021-07-30 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
[That answer isn't anything like whatever Kadoc expects. It feels—familiar, in the tone and psychology of it, and he wants to pry into it more, maybe think about that a little more deeply than he has thus far. It's always been hard for him to wrap his head around this place's version of magic, where you literally can't access anything other than what's been mysteriously assigned to you, but there are times it feels more like home, and that's . . . interesting. He's all about to dig into that, a little more gently than he may have been inclined to a minute ago, but then they're interrupted—

By, uh, this. Kadoc turns slowly, slooooowly in the direction of the creepy rhyming gentlemen, eyes widening little by little as they go through their routine. When they finish, he doesn't say anything immediately, that's how much he's expecting a "just kidding!" to get tacked onto the end of all that there. But it doesn't. The silence stretches on for a bit too long, until finally Kadoc turns to Kotarou to address him instead. He literally doesn't even know what he'd say in response.]


Please tell me you're not dumb enough to agree to this.
impostorsyndrome: (the grandfather wanteth the enemy)

[personal profile] impostorsyndrome 2021-08-03 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
—Oh my god. One of the trials? Are you kidding me? That dumbass crap?!

[It's the nature of these trials that, while it was going on, the knowledge of the trials happening at all this week was withheld from Kadoc's mind; he would not have been able to place what was happening no matter how hard he tried. But now that limiter is off, and the truth occurs to him immediately when he thinks back on the phrase you have passed the test.

For real?! Kadoc grumbles and pushes his hair out of his eyes, then rubs the bridge of his nose.]


If anyone fails that, we all deserve to be invaded by Celliwig yesterday.