Lunamor

2267 - We can pay ‘em with a sleeve of dimes.

“Get off of the bus! They’ll trap you!” Jenny yelled over her shoulder to the other demigods, then leapt out of the window. Landing, she was faced with the sight of a pack of hellhounds and two other furies. She growled and launched herself at the nearest fury. That was a very bad idea, and she knew it. But Jenny was angry. She stabbed towards it with Sword, and it dodged. Its movements were unnaturally quick. It raked out with its claws in return, and Jenny narrowly avoided the swipe. She was quick, too.

Jenny ran to the emergency exit, trying to yank Edgar with her. ”You won’t win. None of us can.” The voice continued to speak. ”Little Jenny, always running. You can’t ever take responsibility, can you?” The door crashed inwards, and the winged figure began to step through.

The bus door began to cave inwards with a horrible screeching of metal. Jenny pushed past Edgar to stand in front of him. “I’ve fought them before. Find a way to escape.” She held Sword out in a ready position, every muscle in her body tensed. She reminded herself that she wasn’t alone. They couldn’t take her away this time.

“Furies.” Jenny’s expression was a mix of terror and anger. A chilling voice rang out from one of the winged figures. ”Jenny, why are you making trouble again? I thought we had worked this out. Your father is not pleased.”

They’re coming, Jenny. She whispered under her breath, frantically looking around. ”Who?” They’re chasing you again. ”Again?” Your father’s servants. I believe you’re familiar with the three. ”We need to leave, now.” Jenny yelled that last part.

“Harold’s right. I appreciate you waking me up.” Jenny narrowed her eyes and scanned over each individual passenger, attempting to see if they had any particularly monstrous qualities. She, more subtly this time, drew Sword. Jenny wasn’t going to take any chances. @Weaver of Lights

Jenny woke up, immediately drawing Sword on instinct. Looking around rapidly, she scanned her surroundings for threats. She sheathed her dagger, rather embarrassed, when she realized that it was just Edgar waking her up. “What’s up?”

Still

Luna was very bored, so she decided to write something. She couldn’t remember where- or if- she was last in the story and didn’t care to read through 64 pages, so she simply decided to appear. She didn’t understand how that worked, but it did work. She found herself standing in front of an apartment door. Luna felt like she should wait, so she did. Something important was happening beyond it, something she wasn’t sure was polite to interrupt. Luna sat down across from the door and blinked. During the brief moment when her eyes were closed, her meta knowledge disappeared as quickly as she had appeared. This was, understandably, a bit confusing. Her train of thought was missing. Not derailed, just… gone. A new one was formed. It didn’t start moving, yet. Luna simply leaned against the wall behind her, her head thudding softly as it hit it. Thinking was too much at the moment. For now, she needed to get used to being.

Receives a pair of roller skates. Inserts an hour-long video of paint drying.

Or its destination was up in the air if it went to a graduation.

Somehow I’ve never managed to catch up on one. TPBM has ridden a horse.

‘Tis the truth. Here’s a classic: What did one hat say to the other?

@Part Of The Narrative @RoyalBeeMage @Weaver of Lights @..... @The Clarinetist

Hyperfixations baybee! TPBM can do a cartwheel.

Fish, Fish, Fish, and Starfish fishily fished some fish-tasting fishy Fish creepyfish out and fishily dropfished their fishy pufferfish because fishy kittenfish fished their fishy clownfish-shaped fish tanks.

Disobliging That’s the opposite of obedient! New word: Quiet

I haven’t played a TTRPG yet, so nope. TPBM can do a handstand.

2264 - Better watch out or it’ll be eaten by my CAT

I use the tracker tracker to find the tracker and obtain the sandwich before your tracker tracker tracker can be used.

You’re so ugly that Steris uses a picture of you to vomit on command.