[Event Post]

[wherethemiceare]

::So, on the island or in Domino, you can find Katherine and Aisling at a stand they've set up. It's labelled:

"Wiggle for the Cure"
"End Sand Disease"

They're wearing kinda tacky rimhorn glasses, patting cats. Kitty is patting one with a witch's hat and red fur, while Aisling is patting one with black fur and a red metal leg and a monocle. The way those cats look at you is frankly kinda creepy!

How do you resond to these girls and their efforts towards charity?::

Comments

[likesand_inaglass]

*a Current Sufferer of Sand Disease stares at this set-up

... ... also oh god I remember one of those cats.*

[wherethemiceare]

::There's pamphlets.::

Hi!

[likesand_inaglass]

Uh... hi.

*he... takes one of the pamphlets, moving a little quickly so he can stay out of general range.*

[dreammoonchild]

What's up dork?

::She's saying this in as friendly a tone as Ashley shaped girls can muster.

The Pamphlet is a load of nonsense. Exhaustion. Red-Eye. Genderbenderitis. Compel those around you to become beach bunnies. And ultimately you collapse into sand and blow away.::

[likesand_inaglass]

*... huh.*

Just curious. "Sand Disease", huh?

[dreammoonchild]

I remember overhearing some ogre talk about it.

[likesand_inaglass]

I wonder why.

And the cats?

[dreammoonchild]

Our pet cats.

Mine's Bohr.

[wherethemiceare]

Mine's Suburu.

::Your brain is trying to grasp the fact wasn't there a girl named Suburu, but holding onto it seems frustratingly slippery.::

[knowinginthedark]

*on Duel Academy island, someone... stares at the stand.

More specifically he's actually staring at the cat with the metal leg.*

[failsfromthecrypt]

::He's giving a look like 'I'm not happy about this either'.::

[dreammoonchild]

Never seen a cat with a prosthetic, Doc?

::She's chewing on a carrot, aggressively petting Bohr.::

[knowinginthedark]

*I'm guessing this might be my new management, but...*

Oh, no, quite the opposite actually.

So what's this little set-up, anyway?

[wherethemiceare]

Charity.

[knowinginthedark]

Charity for what, though? I've never really heard of this...

"Sand Disease".

[dreammoonchild]

Maybe pots shouldn't call kettles black, Mr. Soap Bubble. ::Clicks her tongue.::

[knowinginthedark]

Oh, come on, I'm asking a valid question, there's no need to insult me in some strange way that I clearly don't understand.

[monochromaticdays]

*on Duel Academy island, Hitoshi's coming back from the library.

Stops. Stares.*

... What're you doing?

[wherethemiceare]

Adult version of Girl Scout Cookies kinda?

[monochromaticdays]

... How so.

[wherethemiceare]

We raise money doing something, and it goes to a good cause.

[monochromaticdays]

... And what's "sand disease"?

[wherethemiceare]

::Holds out a pamphlet, it reads:

The Pamphlet is a load of nonsense. Listing:

Exhaustion. Red-Eye. Genderbenderitis. It compels those around you to become beach bunnies. You get very stiff. Emotionally dry. And ultimately you collapse into sand and blow away.::

[monochromaticdays]

*reads through it.

You can see the doubt and confusion on his expression.*

[dreammoonchild]

It's a real disease.