#askthestaceyparable

[neverendingparable]

Guys GUYS you’re allowed to have drops in motivation or take time off to figure out where you want to go with your stories - or even take time off for irl related reasons DONT BE SO HARSH ON YOURSELVES

[thegrimdarkoffice]

@askthestaceyparable | starter for Stacey

This....wasn't his stash Office, it seemed. 

He must've taken a wrong turn at the first door portal and walked into a completely different Office then he wanted.

The place was too neat-ish, the Lounge didn't have that shattered cup the other Lounge did, in which he hid a hefty stash of alcohol he looted on his many (lucky) trips to the Outside.

What was even more troubling was the Office didn't seem empty. The lights were on, there were new rooms and little miscellaneous objects dropped or placed methodically around the area.

So far, Maso hadn't seen another soul, or even heard a voice, but that meant little, the inhabitants could be taking a break. Or waiting to jump him.

“I knew we should’ve stolen that portal gun off the whiny kid back then,” he grumbled to himself, kicking at an empty coffee mug. 

He didn’t have the ability to teleport, so he was stuck here until he could find another random portal to bring him into a (hopefully) more familiar Office.

[thegrimdarknarratorx]

Stacey nervously peeks into the strange Office, tentative and anxious at how different everything looks. This can't be any sort of direction she was supposed to take... But maybe, just maybe, Stanley could have gone this way. She had to try.

It was just her luck the Office had recently been renovated. No broken debris or bloodied handprints greeted her, nor were there corpses or the usual persistant smell of rot and sulfur in the air.

The hallways were dimmed and quiet. With the hum of electricity lacking, one could even hear their own breath.

Appearance aside, the Office seemed warm and almost welcome in its serenity. A few candles flickered on the empty tables.

Yet from their control room, someone was watching her.

[thegrimdarkoffice]

@askthestaceyparable {continued from here}

This… wasn’t going anywhere.  It was clear all too quickly that any and all progress would be held back by this Office’s Narrator, which meant that she was going to have to figure out how to deal with this… situation.  In a way that harmed her as little as possible.

“Well, why don’t you just let me have a look-over on them?”  The girl suggested calmly, slowing her stride ever so slightly and gradually to pretend she’d gotten bored with walking rather than having just given up on trying to make progress. “I know what I’m looking for, so it’s not like I’ll be snooping in on every single second.  Besides, you can think of it as one less thing to worry about!  You can work on those files, I’ll handle my own situation, and you don’t have to worry about adding yet another customer to what I’m sure is already a long list.  Easy-peasy, win-win for everyone.”

Let you look? The woman scoffed gleefully. You poor, misguided little thing. You don't even know where you are, do you? 

This is the grimdark Office, Miss Stacey. You think the shit your Narrator does with you is bad? For us, that's just another Friday. 

She continued taunting Stacey and it became obvious she never wanted to help in the first place. 

The hallways shifted and doors disappeared, then reappeared in different locations, making it impossible to tell where Stacey had originally come from - and where she'd have to run to get out of this place. 

I assure you, if Stanley had even half a brain, he'd have booked it straight out of here. Give up looking for him, little girl. If he really was still around, he would've let you find him. 

[neverendingparable]

*wiggly arrow I can't copy on mobile* --askthestaceyparable

send ⇝ and i’ll tell you how your muse’s voice sounds in my head when i read our threads

Stacey's voice has a soft girlish undertone, no noticeable accent. One can easily read her emotions out of it, she's very expressive.

I read that when she's sad, insecure or tired, it becomes quiet and she tends to mumble, while when she's excited her voice raises automatically.

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“And HEY! Since we dont nearly have enough things to worry about, Stacey has gone absolutely batshit insane and is best not approached when you see her. ....if you see her.”

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"Your gifts are accepted!" Bradley tries not to crush her too hard with his hugs, but hey he might be overenthusiastic.

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2017’s pranks:

Stanley covered the entire Lounge in googly eyes

@askthestaceyparable went punk & she pretended to pursue a career in nude painting, much to the dismay of Bradley

@curiouscompanions (Neil & a Rick) hexed a cup to react explicitly to someone drinking out of it