Event Twenty-One

[awashmods]

Sometimes I feel happy, Sometimes I feel sad. Sometimes I feel curious, Sometimes I feel mad. Sometimes I feel silly, Sometimes I feel surprised. How many feelings, Do I have inside?

t's another regular, normal day in the Town. There's absolutely nothing to show that anything could possibly be wrong; the birds are chirping, the sky is bright, and everything is absolutely, entirely wrong. This time, though? The problem is internal. Slowly, bit by bit, people are going to stop feeling entirely like themselves -- or maybe even stop feeling at all. And suddenly that nice, bright day doesn't seem quite so nice and not quite so bright any longer after all. Welcome to Awash's Twenty-First event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs and posts for this event! If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[heartsteals]

[ that's not irritation, cairngorm, it's LOVE!!! ]

Yeah... Maybe. Let's do that. [ he takes a few steps back from the docks even as he speaks, as if he doesn't trust himself to keep thinking straight. Here's the part where he might consider having someone lock him up to keep him in one place and out of trouble - the problem is that he can break out of pretty much any prison he's placed in, and a blind disregard for the consequences won't hamper his escape artist skills.

There is one person who's good at keeping a metaphorical leash on him, though... ] Maybe I should stay with you, actually...

[unghost]

[ They come along when he takes the steps away from the docks, raising a brow at his suggestion. ]

Were you planning on going someplace else? [ He should stay with them, right? They accent their little rhetorical question with a few more steps in the direction of town, shrugging. ] I feel like I'll just find you out here again later if I leave you behind.

[ Given the strangeness of both his and their behavior, they would vastly prefer to keep an eye on things than let things up to chance. At least this time he's not half a beast or in threat of hurting anyone but himself. ]