CURRENT terraLethargum [CTL] RIGHT NOW responded to memo.
[[The person manning the snack bar is completely indescribable in appearance, they are so plain in every way. It's also difficult to tell if they are a troll or a human, as you can't tell if they have horns or not.]] Hello? May I aid you?
MITUNA: *He eyes the person a bit warily, trying to make heads or tails of what they are, then promptly doesn't care as his stomach growls again* uh yeah, wha7 do you have 7o ea7 here?
[[The person smiles.]] What are you hungry for?
MITUNA: funnel cake drizzled in chocola7e ehehe
Of course we have that! [[The person moves into the back room, and soon returns, holding a funnel drizzled in chocolate.]]
MITUNA: 0H H3LL Y35! *He grabs it enthusiastically, about ready to chow down before pausing and looking at the nondescript being* do i need 7o pay you or 5ome7hin
MEULIN: *gets off the machine and stumbles over to the snack bar* GET ME A DRINK PURLEAASE~!!!!!!!!!!!!! *sweating and out of breath*
[[Smiiiiiiles.]] Nope. We are more than happy to provide anything you please, at zero cost.
And what would you like to drink, ma'am?
MITUNA: FUCK1NG R1GH7 DUD3!! *notices Meulin* oh hey 5up meulin, been bu57ing 7he mad hump5?
MEULIN: HECKS YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS FLEALLY PAWSOME!!!!!!!!!!! DID YOU SEE THE GROCERY STORE????????? *looks at the person* ONE OF THOSE COLAS WOULD BE SWEET!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[[The person goes into the back and comes out soon with an XXL cup of cola.]] Would this satisfy?
MITUNA: yeah i 5aw i7 bu7 come on videogame5 are league5 be77er than 5ome 5hi77y a55 grocery 57ore lmao *Starts devouring his funnel cake, dear sweet god it was delicious*
MEULIN: (=O.O=)~ YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *takes the cup and takes a large gulp* YEAH BUT EFURRYTHING IS FUREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT YEAH THIS PLACE IS SO COOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!! FLEAVEN MY HIVE HAS THE BEST THINGS EFUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MITUNA: yeah mine 7oo i75 5tocked wi7h videogame5 an ar7 57udio and a bi7chin en7er7ainmen7 cen7er
MEULIN: PAWSOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MEULIN: I FLEALLY WISH THE OFURS WERE HERE THOUGH, ITS FURRY STRANGE THAT THEY ARENT
MITUNA: 7hey migh7 be in 7heir hive5 57ill
MITUNA: 7here5 no7 exac7ly much rea5on 7oo leave
MITUNA: or 7hey migh7 be grocery 5hopping like 7o7al lamewad5 lol
MEULIN: TRUE!!!!!!!!!!! MAYBE WE SHOULD FIND THEIR DOORS AND INVADE THEIR HIVES!!!!!!!!
MITUNA: breaking and en7ering, 7he mo57 rad of crime5
MITUNA: 5ure le75 go 5cope ou7 7he o7her hive5 and 5ee if anyone5 home hehe
[[The lights flicker]]
MITUNA: wha7 7he fuck wa5 7ha7
MITUNA: *He looks around, his funnel cakes been finished and there's chocolate smudged on his face.* maybe we 5hould ge7 ou7 of here
MITUNA: *an uneasy feeling was settling in his stomach*
MEULIN: WOAH THAT WAS WEIRD!!! YEAH MAYBE WE SHOULD IM FLEALLY WORN OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MITUNA: yeah le75 go *He sets the plate down, and begins to lead her out of the the bright building*
MITUNA: *le75
MEULIN: *grabs her many grocery bags and follows closely behind, her legs feeling like noodles from playing so much DDR*
MITUNA: *As the reach the cool air of outside, tuna takes a moment to look around. They could go to the others houses and see if anyone was home or check out the grocery store on the extremely off chance that people were holed up there*
MITUNA: 5o, hou5e5 or 57ore?
MITUNA: *Suddenly he's reminded that there's a curfew, and fishes his phone from his pocket to check the time, and maybe see if he has any signal*
[[Time is garbled up. There is no signal, but there are names that seem both strange and familiar on your pesterchum list if you happen to look there.]]
MITUNA: *intrigued, he checks his pesterchum list, trying hard to recall the handles he saw. Maybe there were messages that would leave a clue*
MEULIN: HMM MAYBE THE STORE FURST SINCE WE"RE HERE ALREADY!!!!!!!!
MITUNA: *He manages a "uh-huh" now preoccupied with his phone.*
MEULIN: *leads the short way to the grocery store*
MITUNA: *He falls into step behind her, somehow managing the miracle of multitasking. Checking the phone and walking at the same time? Man, Captor you're just too skilled*
MEULIN: *looks around the grocery store for anyone else that might be there*
[[Oh btw, Mituna, there were no messages left for you on your phone.]]












