[ out of every activity here, gerome is lingering by the apple bobbing station the longest. he's not doing anything about it however, simply having a staring contest with the apples floating about on the water. it seems like he's deliberating something... and if you look closely enough, there's a bearded dragon poking its head out of the bag he has slung over his shoulder. ]
What, Minerva? Do you want one?
[ there is absolutely no reaction from said lizard but gerome seems to be communicating with her just fine anyway. he glances from the apples back to her, then marches up to the person running the game. ]
How much for-- I have to play for it? [ the idea is preposterous to him, honestly? why would he stick his face in there? ] I fail to see a reason why we can't settle this matter with money like normal people.
[ gerome, normal people bob for apples... ]
iii.
[ like many others, gerome finds himself tailed by a ghost. it's not even a scary one - more obnoxious and annoying than anything. it tugs on his hair on occasion, then skews his glasses, only to fly out of reach with a cackle when he tries to bat at it. his attempts at verbal assault is ultimately futile... and gerome decides that the best way to get rid of the ghost is to leave the area.
except it doesn't, because now he has a ghost still trailing after him. minerva takes curious chomps at it once in a while, but gets nothing but air. maybe he should have stayed where he was and asked for help? it's too late now... so he's walking up to the first person he sees, snapping. ]
You there. Point me to an exorcist.
wildcard.
[ pm me if you'd like to plot out anything specific! or comment to his au workshop link here ]
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[ out of every activity here, gerome is lingering by the apple bobbing station the longest. he's not doing anything about it however, simply having a staring contest with the apples floating about on the water. it seems like he's deliberating something... and if you look closely enough, there's a bearded dragon poking its head out of the bag he has slung over his shoulder. ]
What, Minerva? Do you want one?
[ there is absolutely no reaction from said lizard but gerome seems to be communicating with her just fine anyway. he glances from the apples back to her, then marches up to the person running the game. ]
How much for-- I have to play for it? [ the idea is preposterous to him, honestly? why would he stick his face in there? ] I fail to see a reason why we can't settle this matter with money like normal people.
[ gerome, normal people bob for apples... ]
iii.
[ like many others, gerome finds himself tailed by a ghost. it's not even a scary one - more obnoxious and annoying than anything. it tugs on his hair on occasion, then skews his glasses, only to fly out of reach with a cackle when he tries to bat at it. his attempts at verbal assault is ultimately futile... and gerome decides that the best way to get rid of the ghost is to leave the area.
except it doesn't, because now he has a ghost still trailing after him. minerva takes curious chomps at it once in a while, but gets nothing but air. maybe he should have stayed where he was and asked for help? it's too late now... so he's walking up to the first person he sees, snapping. ]
You there. Point me to an exorcist.
wildcard.
[ pm me if you'd like to plot out anything specific! or comment to his au workshop link here ]