Riddle Me This

[highseasmods]

Who: The Contestants!
Where: A certain villa on an undisclosed island
When: May 30th-June 1st
What: Contests and Schmoozing with a chance at a prize or two
Warnings: Your usual
Status: Closed



Contestants will be able to use the Nav (regardless of when they last used it) to port over to the villa early in the morning on the 30th, though the contest won't start until mid-afternoon and carry into the evening until it's cut off for a formal dinner.

On the 31st, the schedule is much the same, mixed with a leisurely morning breakfast. Midafternoon the contest will recommence and that evening there will be a celebratory dinner out near the reflecting pool.

On the 1st, participants will be given another breakfast and will be able to wrap up what they've got going on, but will be shuffled off the island by mid-afternoon.

Contestants are able to have the run of the house and the grounds, but if they persist in trying to go beyond the terracotta walls that surround the estate, they will be disqualified and sent back to their ship.

Comments

Bepo

[scurveydog]

Clear blue skies make you tarry.
Those who stay must be wary.
Go to close to a place of fate.
And you'll be changed til later date.

[bepobear]

[He had to do a little research, if that's okay. In his research it was one of the islands he wanted to go to. So... he comes back to confidently say:]

Faunus. Faunus Island.

[scurveydog]

You're a bear... An actual bear, my goodness.

[bepobear]

[face drops now... suddenly gloomy]

Sorry...

[scurveydog]

N-no! D-don't be! I do apologize! I just meant to say I've never seen such an anthromorphization before! D-do you eat um... [clears throat] people?

[bepobear]

[Pouty still, rubbing his paw over his nose a moment.]

N-no. Not normally. I like wild boar and berries. [looking down still, toe nudging something on the ground (nothing is there...)]

[scurveydog]

N-n-not normally? Y-you mean o-on occasion? [grabs umbrella and backs steadly into corner]

Er... you...you got it c-correct, by the way. [rings tiny sad bell]

C-c-congratulations.

[bepobear]

N-no! No! I mean not... not on occasion. No. I don't think so. I... ah. Oh... thanks. [blinks at the bell. Oh. What a strange guy.]

Thank you... [very small like and also backs off, a bit. What a weird guy.]

[scurveydog]

Y-yes! O-of course. Of course.

[nods and holds the umbrella in front of him just in case]

[bepobear]

[sad bear face. then.... steps forward to point a black claw at the umbrella]

You know, that's not needed. I'm not going to bite. Do you know the level of germs you might have?

And.... and if I really wanted to I could break through that stupid umbrella with out trying.

[scurveydog]

[makes a small panicky noise that sounds like 'meep!' and, thrusting the umbrella at, inches toward the door and bolts from the room]

[bepobear]

[Bats at the umbrella, throws his paws up and huffs, going to go look for Robin now and huff about being a bear, baw ;_;]