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Anyone entering the kitchen today will discover that the table has been elongated, there are extra chairs scattered around.

The sink is filled with ice, soda, and a variety of beers. In the freezer you'll find tons of different kinds of ice cream.

The table is chock-full of strange (for most denizens) foods.

There are pop rocks, warheads, licorice whips, gummy bears, cheese in a can, Goldfish, an assortment of various chocolate confections, Pop Tarts, cheese popcorn, a variety of Girl Scout cookie types, cookies in general of all sorts... pretty much every modern treat imaginable.

In the center of the table is a large platter stacked with dozens of delicious-looking brownies.

(Most of said Mansion denizens have never encountered pot brownies before. Have you been warned? If you're modern, do you make the connection before or after you consume them? Or do you care?)

It all looks so good! Where will you start? Or are you the party pooper who instead wonders where it came from and distrusts the Mansion?


Apr. 6th, 2011 07:57 pm
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[Liam knows full well that he's in for probably the biggest lecture of all-time. He doesn't have the energy to say anything to Break on the way to his room, so he doesn't.

When they get in there, he's making a beeline for the bed before his knees give out, because he's still incredibly shaky.

Today has brought up the issues he really didn't want to think about, involving Lily.]

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[Liam spends most of his time sleeping, when he's not being woken by goings-on in the hallway or eating what food Barma brings him. He has snuck out once to find a kitchen, but other than that he's not left. Certain people know he's here, and certain people will likely find out through Barma.

Mostly, though, his injuries keep him in bed, and the painkillers ensure that he spends much of that time asleep. Because of that, he's not entirely sure how much time has passed since he arrived. When the painkillers wear off he's generally in a miserable amount of pain until new ones kick in, so although he's not happy with the blocks of time missing due to drugged sleep, it's the lesser of two evils.

When he is awake, he spends much of his time worrying about the Xerxes from his world--worry that won't be alleviated easily.

Even though he's on painkillers, he wakes easily.]

[OOC - Open post for DR visitors. Certain people will likely be expected in the future. Others might be people he met either when he arrived or in his brief forays afterward. Of course, a few might stumble upon him randomly, too.]


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