Appointments Post

[infinitegrin]

This post is for threading with Emmet anytime and anywhere. It can be used for Action or the Ring feature on journals to get in contact with him for personal conversations. It's also ideal for when your character and Emmet are threading in another character's post without input from that character.

Note: When making a new thread, please title it as such:

[Action/Voice/Written, Month Date]
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9/22 [Action]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Sup Emmet, there is KNOCKING AT YOUR DOOR HOLY SHIT.]

[infinitegrin]

[Oh, a guest? What an unexpected surprise!

Emmet answers the door, grinning ear-to-ear as usual. He doesn't appear to have been up to much mischief, in fact he's holding a wash cloth and some cleaning spray.]

Gold! Hello.

[mischiefbreeder]

[Gold meets that grin and raises you one himself, Emmet!]

Don't tell me you're standin' around wastin' time doin' the housework!

[infinitegrin]

Just a bit! Spend five minutes to keep it clean, it saves 10 minutes of work later! It's part of the schedule!

What brings you here?

[infinitegrin]

Amnesia Event Continued Threads.

[pendantry]

[[from here]]

Raven. That's what it says.

[infinitegrin]

Okay, Raven. They say I'm called Emmet, so you can call me that until further notice, I guess.

[pendantry]

[Emmeeeeeeeeeet Chandelure wants to know why you no longer love it either. Ingo is being so unreasonable! It's coming closer, making distressed sounds.]

...I don't know why it does that. But you look like its friend.

[tsuntrader]

[from here!]

And what's surgery? [Yep. He sure did just ask that. At least he doesn't have to feel bad since he, you know, barely remembers anything.]

[infinitegrin]

You know, when they operate on your body... you know, this conversation would be a lot easier if everyone remembered everything.

[mischiefbreeder]

Maybe the village forgot to have a place like that.

[infinitegrin]

Maybe... but still, I can't be the only person who writes for it.

[chirpchirp]

[from here]

♩♬？

[it wonders the same thing, emmet. all these crazy people with different coloured cloaks and legs coming from their head areas. it's kinda weird.

but it doesn't know why that's weird.

it looks up at emmet and twirls its cloak around its body, the cloth spinning about lazily.]

[infinitegrin]

Well, I'm a human, at least. Most of us around here are, I think... I think you're the only one of you.

[Even though Emmet's addressing the traveler, he's mumbling more as though he's talking to himself. Hmm...]

[hisapprentice]

[[from here]]

[Hmmmmmmmmmmm.]

I guess an achy back isn't very mechanical...I think. It's hard to remember.

[infinitegrin]

...Though, maybe it's just something like a bunch of rusted gears.

.......Maybe I am a robot...

[OH GOD...]

[blackflames]

((From over yonder.))

[Canti's wave becomes more enthusiastic, but then he drops his hand and walks over. When he's close enough that Emmett should be able to read his screen, and hopefully not too close for comfort, Canti bows slightly, then extends a hand.]

Hello. I am Lord Canti.

[infinitegrin]

[Emmet... shakes back, staring into the screen.]

"Lord Canti"? Robots have lords?

[infinitegrin]

Epcot Scavenger Hunt continued threads.

[hueless]

[ Continued from here because no one likes Captcha. ]

Yeah, good idea. [ She glances up at the fruit and steps away. She'd rather not get a smushed face on her kimono if that thing falls. ]

Let's go find a kappa or buy some dango instead!

[infinitegrin]

Dango sounds good! Let's forge on, full steam ahead!

[aspertia]

[ Continued! Because captcha is a huge butt. ]

Hm... maybe my Serperior can help out! He's good at coiling around things to trap them.

[infinitegrin]

And Serperior are very fast! At the very least, Serperior can block the creature's path. Go for it! I will wait here and cheer for you!

[Silently because ninja, but...!]

[blessingone]

[Continued from here because alas poor Captcha, the shunned soul.]

[Woah, nice bracelet (Fenimore, you should adapt to technology at least enough to know what a watch is...). This guy must be very good, very confident, or very generous. That she isn't sure which combination of these he is leaves her nervousness intact.]

Uh. Sure. [Well, he was at least enthusiastic, slightly odd word choice aside (how odd it seems will likely continue to rise as the train terms continue). She attempts to respond in kind, but all she manages is a somewhat nervous grin.

When the dealer has dealt to everyone, she almost immediately shows them over her shoulder to Emmet. Looking at them herself is only her second instinct.]

[infinitegrin]

[And Emmet... proves to be quite good at gambling! Especially his unchanging expression. He points out which cards to pay attention to, and whether to bet or save.

And eventually, all that gambling has gotten all of her lost goods returned, even if it took a few rounds of losing and winning.]

We're on the track to success. Just one or two more hands!

[Here, have an excited headpat, Fenimore!]