ROAD TRIP CONFESSIONALS

[thewinemom]

TIMELINE:
It's the days after the purple worm incident. The beautiful Fantasy Australia scenery is composed of dirt, some embarrassing shrubs, and a whoooooole lot of despair. It's gonna be a looooooong drive to the temple if we don't figure out some way to pass the time!

What does that mean?

It means: It's time to get to know each other, assholes!

Post a top level so your party members can approach you with their probing personal questions!

Respond to other people's top levels with your probing personal questions!

Mix! Mingle! Make friends!

Comments

[thewinemom]

Nin is really, really glad to hear Varis understands what a close call they had. She had definitely been inferring it from the way he's been shutting right up when reminded not to shout, but the verbal confirmation is still a relief.

"It really was."

Aaaaaand just like that Nin's reached the limit of her conversational prowess. Which isn't a very big limit, honestly. She's content to sit in silence, although she suspects Varis might not be.

[daddyissuesdrow]

Of course he's not done talking, have you met Varis?

"I mean, I've fought a lot of shit over the years, but usually it was just one or two targets at a time, and I almost always got the drop on them so it was always pretty easy. But this worm thing though, like what the fuck? I've never really had to fight monsters and shit, especially nothing that big. You ever fought anything like that before?"

He is just running the fuck out of his mouth, but while he talks he whips his notebook out and works on something he'd been doodling earlier. idk he's drawing the car or something. He can chat and doodle at the same time.