for all the world's a stage - LIBRARY LOG

[libraryassistants]

Who: The Editors
What: The Library changes once again...
When: January 9- January 22
Where: The Library
Content warnings: Please put them in the comment headers!

The Assistants have vanished into their backroom once again, leaving only the increasingly unbelievable “Back In 5” sign on the Help Desk, but at least they have attempted to impart some knowledge on the Editors before departing (or… attempted to do anything but, depending who you ask). The customary tea cart with drinks and increasingly stale biscuits is parked in its usual spot, though it seems that the quality of the tea at least has improved some. (Still waiting on coffee improvement.)

There’s a new crafting setup in the Maker Space, a table with an iron and machine for making vinyl designs, along with the instructions on how to use it, and a stack of t-shirts in various sizes. Usually there’s something in the correct size, but, well, mistakes happen. While this addition to clothing is a boon, there is the problem that the t-shirts can’t be taken out of the room until some sort of design is put on them. Get creative! Show off your style! Or maybe just steal one of the shirts that are there for display purposes. It’s fine, the Library can make more.

In the second week as the Library begins to change once more, the Lobby’s wooden floor shines with extra polish. The walls make an odd creaking sound as they shift, warping into brick covered with velvet drapings in a rich, dark red. Gold thread twinkles in the stitches, a sense of opulence woven through. The sound of ballroom music drifts by and, while in the Lobby, characters will be taken by the unusual impulse to dance.

Outside, in the Garden, the day/night cycle has paused firmly on a cloudless night. A full moon hangs in the air - literally. About the size of a basketball, it follows the first person who enters the Garden; hovering a couple of meters above their head. A white aura spreads from them, powered by the moon, and those who are caught in its light will find themselves unable to speak anything but the truth.

When the person to whom the moon is attached leaves the garden, the moon and its aura will leave them; and the moon will attach to the next person to enter instead.

On the circulation desk, there is a sign: “This Week’s Recommended Reading: Twilight!” The accompanying sign up sheet waits next to it for those wishing to check it out- though some will receive the movie instead of the book, with no particular rhyme or reason to it. Periodically someone might also receive something else entirely. Whoops? The Assistants at least will fix that quickly. Richard will be embarrassed, while Phillip will be trying not to cackle.

While not advertised, various iterations of different stories will be available throughout the Library. In particular, someone seems to have left the projector in one of the meeting rooms running, with a variety of different recorded plays. These range from professional productions, to parodies, to what appear to be high schoolers (of which one production features a sixteen year old version of Phillip running around being an absolutely nuisance.

Comments

MOD QUESTIONS

[libraryassistants]

[flantastic]

If a character becomes fed up enough with the moon to try to knock it away somehow, say with a high jump and volleyball spike or a freakishly long abdominal tongue that has a longer reach than two meters, what happens?

Also...is the moon a rock or is it cheese.

[ugh_emotions]

Has the Safety Zone changed for the new Story, or is it still a boat?

Kaiisteron | OTA

[bashasasdemon]

1 - shirt get

Clothing. Clothing is helpful, as, while Kai's clothes are meant to be reworn more than their modern variants, they are still going to wear out eventually. And being able to change into literally anything else would be great. So when the shirts are available, he's obviously going to take one.

Once he realizes that they won't leave the room unless they've been modified in some way, he's just... grabbing some of the markers and doodling a design on it. It likes random lines to most people. People with magic might be able to tell it's a cantrip of some kind.

2 - Reading

Kai manages to get himself a copy of the Recommended Reading- it's clearer now that it was before that they hold some sort of hint to what's coming, and he wants to be as prepared as possible. This, though... he's not entirely sure what he should be taking out of this.

He's curled up in a chair, frowning as he flips through it, and nothing seems to make his expression clearer. "...I have no idea who this is for," he admits after a while. The Arike love their romantic epics, but this seems almost... childish, for that? While also being kind of horrible.

3 - The Play's the Thing

Since the projector seems to be playing on its own, Kai will watch a few of the performances as well. He remembers what video is well enough from his time as a Kloax, but it's interesting to watch it as himself, in what is clearly just a recorded play. The problem is he can't tell why the Library is showing all of this off, and unfortunately, he's pretty sure it's important.

"These are by the same author, it sounds like," he mentions to whomever might be watching with him, when he gets tired of trying to unpick meaning from the archaic sounding language, "It's mentioned in the beginning of most of them. But otherwise they're pretty different. Could what's coming have something to do with him?"

wildcard

[hmu with anything else you'd like with Kai!]

Reading

[birdchasingecho]

"I will admit, I am also..." She hums, and marks the book carefully with a bit of cardboard, and hums again. "It's slightly interesting, in that it's playing with pop culture horror elements, and I suppose there's an inherent tension in the interplay of a human and the monsters who want each other, but..."

She's drawn up a short relationship chart as she goes. There's Bella, right in the center, as one might expect. "This is the first novel's relationship map."

It should be noted she has drawn an arrow from Edward to Bella that reads 'The Greatest Sandwich' and a return arrow saying 'spooky allure?', Arrows between Edward and James that say 'rival clans', and other such things.

3

[ohaiyo_isekai]

Hikaru raises an eyebrow at the performances.

At this point, he's wearing pixie-sized jeans, an orange windbreaker with blue highlights and wing-slats, and a grey t-shirt with stamp of a green shield with a heraldic rose limned in gold on it and a scroll reading TEAM EDMUND.

Also, a deeply concerned expression.

"...these are all by the same author, one from my Earth, yes," Hikaru ventures. "I recognize some of them. My friend Jericho played as Puck in a college performance: I was Oberon, and my friend Zoe was Helena."

He frowns at his copy of Twilight.

"The very concerning thing is that between something very much like Luna Ascendant, Romeo and Juliet and A Midsummer Night's Dream, most of them have romance in common and all of them conspiracy."

1

[keytarheroine]

Oh, yes, she can hear the music in that shirt thrumming low. In what key, in what color?

"Interesting trick," she says of it.

Claire herself is stamping a few with the insignia of her band, a spraypainted gloved fist holding a winged and jeweled microphone, with a stenciled MAGICA RIOT on it.

3

[starandhope]

"William Shakespeare, yes," Mina says with a nod. "Very popular, even in my time, though he lived over two hundred years ago. He's considered one of the finest English poets. He wrote dozens of plays, and a number of sonnets. This one is called A Midsummer Night's Dream."

[birdchasingecho]

1: A Shirt That's The Perfect Solution

Mei plays around with the vinyl press; hums, and then starts to design. It looks like a particular kind of mask; reminiscent of a cicada, but also formed of elements of various plastic models... She makes sure to use the shirt's primary color as a way to differentiate.

In block letters is BEST REACTION. That one done, she starts on a completely different design. She'll let others have a turn, especially because she's designing them one by one, but her toku rampage remains unabated.

2- Shakespeare
She'll give the Library this-- she's not above a little drama. In fact, she's in the projector room, loudly going between roles as she swaps wildly from one side of the stage to the other.

Why she's doing this, and not, say, asking someone else to help her cold read it, is a good goddamned question.

3- Wildcard
Set it up set it up

1

[codeswitchcraft]

"Is that Kikkaiser Nano?" Sio says, with wide blue eyes. "I love Kikkaiser Nano! Hikaru showed it to me during the last Story, when he was a youth."

2

[ohaiyo_isekai]

Soon she is joined in soliloquy:

"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts."

He laughs, and takes his bow.

"Ahhh, college drama courses. Good memories, these."

[keytarheroine]

Claire, for her part, stamps her shirts - and not just, she’s doing an array of sizes - with the insignia of her band, a spraypainted gloved fist holding a winged and jeweled microphone, with a stenciled MAGICA RIOT on it.

“Haven’t run across that one. Looks Kamen Riderish.”

cw: dead body

[angel_of_baal]

THE MOON! THE MOON

Sanguinius gives a resigned huff at the moon, as it slowly moves into place beside him. Another drone, tagging along, and suspiciously close. This one, he had not agreed to. Therefore: This one was clearly spying.

On what? Who knows. But he's brought his copy of the reading, some book called Fifty Shades of Grey, because he is determined to do a better job interpreting the clues than he did last time. That was...you know? He's still not ready to talk about it. It was not good, and very close to the opposite of good. He still hasn't worked out if it was warp contagion, or something else that made him vulnerable while Curze had been unscathed and he hasn't even come close to untangling the other whole mess of being a xenos. Not only does he have the novel, he has raided the Librarian's desk and has notecards and sticky notes. If this goes like last time, he is determined to be prepared.

If anyone approaches, of course he's going to ask if they've read it, or what they thought of it. Impromptu truth-moon book club, anyone?

It's like a game of Clue: Mr Angel in the Library with the Book
He's been practicing at getting his, er, special dietary needs from books, and is currently sitting in the War Memoirs section, flipping through titles, till he finds a promising one. Books like these, for some reason, fall open at the parts he needs, the same way the Fifty Shades book, uh, also just fell open to key scenes. (Someone protect his innocence!)

It's still practice so he has some implements in case he needs them, because it doesn't always work out like he thinks it will (again, just like that Fifty Shades book, Holy Terra!) and there's a loud *pop* and then suddenly.

Oh no.

That's...that's a dead body. The face is weirdly blank but it certainly sure is a dead body.


wildcard
((you know how this works))

[noonlight]

With a stack of books in hand and a pencil tucked behind their ear, Illumination turns the corner as the body appears.

Pop.

Thud.

Uh-oh.

"Well."

Clue time

[ugh_emotions]

As usual, one of SecUnit's drones was on patrol, moving through the Stacks. It's a nice, quiet patrol. Not much happening.

At least, it was, until it turns the corner to suddenly find Sanguinius with a dead fucking body.

(Off elsewhere in the Library, SecUnit stills. Sighs deeply. And then starts moving towards Sanguinius's location.)

Meanwhile, the drone is just...hovering there. Staring at Sagnuinius, in a way that is somehow very judgemental.

[bashasasdemon]

Kai wanders over to see what Sanguinius is doing, frowning when he spots the book in his hand. "Huh. That's... different from the one I was given," he says after a moment, "Didn't the sign say 'Twilight'?" Did they give Sanguinius the wrong book? How is that even possible??

Jun Ushiro | OTA

[icanhearscreams]

Shirt Struggles

Jun is glad there's some tshirts around, and he considers what to draw. It takes a few test sketches, but he finally settles on the outline of a dolphin pressed onto a black shirt. That said, refining the design will take some time, so it's not like he's going anywhere fast.

He has no idea what this 'Edward' or 'Jacob' thing is, but it's probably not important. He doesn't really care enough.


Moon Viewing

He likes spending time in the garden - as long as no one else is around. The moon around his head is annoying and in his eyes, but he can manage. He's just lying down in the grass, looking at the plants and just... thinking. Wondering about the others. Were they taken to places like this, too?

... And what about the people who lost? It would be nice if they went somewhere... though he's still pretty sure that after death is nothing. It doesn't make sense for anything to be other than that.


Book Looks

He hates this immediately. He starts trying to read the book, but fiction isn't his genre. Once he realizes this is romance fiction - supernatural romance fiction, from a girl's perspective - it's all he can do to not throw the book across the stacks.

The book gets dropped off at the circulation desk with a firm slam - not enough to damage it, but enough to get the point across that he's extremely unhappy. He can be found near the desk, sulking in the stacks with a dark look on his face.

The loss of Machi is still fresh. He can still see her -

He grits his teeth and starts speaking loudly as he looks towards the desk. It's not quite a yell, but he's definitely not being quiet. "You're assholes. You're rude and this isn't funny!"


Wildcard

[Got another idea? Grab me on discord at artematthew or plurk at atrypical if you want to run something past me!]

Book Looks

[keytarheroine]

"Hey."

Claire's voice isn't accusatory or angry, but it is deeply serious.

"There is clearly more going on here than your being annoyed with a trashy romance," she says. "It was absolutely not laser-targeted at you... even if it feels like it, cause it clearly must. So... what's going on?"

Nyla Vereca | OTA cw: cannibalism but it's LITERATURE.

[not_scrap]

SHIRTS for the shirtless
The whole shirt thing was stupid but hey, life is stupid, so might as well dive in, right? She browses behind other people working, scoping for ideas (so maybe she's scoping YOURs) and finally comes up with her own design. In fact, she's on a goddam roll, because free clothes? FREE CLOTHES.

First shirt is her favorite and she will just peel off the top of her coveralls to put it on, with the words 'Library's Okayest Doctor' emblazoned on it. Truth in advertising is important, yup yup. The plan is, of course, to pull her coveralls up over it, so she can do a shirt-tearing Superman reveal of it when the time is right.

Knowing this place, it won't be too long.

But she also has others, like 'You're my favorite cryptid' in pink glitter puff paint, and 'This is my resting bitch face because I am indeed a bitch and you are destroying my rest.' Yeah the font got kinda small on that one.

Currently she's working on one that is a raccoon with tears in its eyes with the slogan 'I find your faith in late stage capitalism disturbing' but the struggle is real.

"Can you draw a raccoon? Does this look right?" It probably doesn't.
***
After reading the source material, OH NO she's back, making a new shirt, borrowing the font of the free one. 'Team Stakes and Silver Bullets'. You know you want one. Because fuck both of them. NOT literally. Ew.

Shakespeare! The BARD!
If you sit down next to her, she's going to turn to you and say, "Okay this is apparently some sort of military-created endurance test for your sanity." What else would it be? But she's not tapping out. Nope.

"The pie is people." To catch you up on the plot, she points to the pie on screen. "And yeah, they kinda deserve it." She may never be able to eat a meat pie again. THANKS Library.

Listen, the works of Shakespeare absolutely includes Titus Andronicus

T-Shirts

[keytarheroine]

Claire snorts a suppressed laugh at Nyla’s latest efforts.

“Trade you a Magica Riot shirt, Kikaiser Nano, or TEAM SIGRID for a Team Stakes and Silver Bullets.”

[juniorarchivist]

Lobby

Other things are being added to the tea cart. While Rio is still getting used to pulling things out of books, he's nothing if not interested in trying, and alongside the stale biscuits and mediocre tea is a small variety of cookies that don't quite taste right, oreos without their frosting or ONLY frosting, and cinnamonless cinnabons.

The dragon himself, still very much in humanoid visage form, sits on the edge of the circulation desk, flipping through today's choice of book, one of the Shakespearian works that has a feast described in its pages, attempting to acquire something that actually should go on the tea cart. Earlier's efforts have worked reasonably well, but the array of snails in a dish this particular effort has gotten him is .. not ideal. He hasn't eaten any, but not a one would taste teh way it should if he bothered.

Probably this should be happening in a kitchen, not out here.

He has company in the form of a rather demony looking little creature of about a foot and a half in height, with furry cloven hoofed legs, horns, and sharp claws, but it looks .. a touch out of phase with the rest of the library, sitting glumly by the bowl of snails.

"You'd think these would be labeled by what's in them," Rio mutters, setting the book aside on empty air, where it sits cushioned by a tiny cloud of arcane power. "Guessing's not working for anything short of a cook book."

Maker Space

Rio's claimed the entire stack of Team Edward teeshirts already set out and premade, and, with a whole lot of materials stacked up around him, has set to fixing one.. small.. problem he's noticed.

It just doesn't align with the recommended reading!

There's a couple of 'adjusted' shirts already sitting to one side, shimmering with what looks like nearly-translucent glitter in a way that might be actually quite appealing if it weren't on an Edward tee-shirt.

[Wildcard: Rio's going to be prowling looking for better snack books, or waiting Totally Patiently for the movie version of the recommended reading because movies are GREAT, and otherwise roaming around, feel free to catch him, or his demon, somewhere else.]

Get in, nerd, we're watching Twilight.

[angel_of_baal]

Maybe the pict will be more...tolerable than the book version? Sanguinius is willing to try. It could not, possibly, be worse.

Or so he thinks.

But he paid attention last time about how to work the hololith displayer, and so he confidently puts the disk in, and presses the arrow button, before settling down on the ground, with his sticky notes and pen ready.

Roboute Guilliman | OTA

[guilliman]

i. t-shirts:

Guilliman sees the t-shirt press and realizes what's going on -- casual garments with humourous or propagandistic statements printed on them, and the means to print one's own -- and he's on it like blue on an Ultramarine. He very rarely gets to indulge his sense of humour in the far-flung future, and he's not passing this up. He becomes a fixture in the maker's room for a time.

Some of the highlights include:

• Lucky Number XIII
  
• TEAM IMPERIUM
  
• Avenging Bean-Counter
  
• Let Me Ask My Dad
  
• I spent 10000 years in stasis and all I got was this lousy t-shirt

At least he's having fun, right?


ii. garden:

The little moon might be witchcraft, or it might just be a charming piece of tech. Either way, though, it doesn't seem to be having any ill effects -- at least not while he's on his own! -- so Roboute disregards the gentle white glow that surrounds him, and chooses instead to investigate this charming little garden. Every species of plant, from root to flower and fruit; the rich humid soil; the unidentifiable but stunningly clear night sky.

It is a glimpse of a simple, peaceful paradise. He might be in love with it.


iii. reading:

The "assigned reading" is strange, confusing, and... well, not very good. He decides, going off of the words Copyright 2005, to treat it as an anthropological study -- to learn more about the lives of early third-millennium humans, and the stories they tell. And so he slogs through it.

The other stories that make themselves known at the same time? Those, he is far more interested in. The Complete Works of Shakespire -- of William Shakespeare. Not just three of them, either -- a stunning 39 plays, and dozens upon dozens of poems. Even with the missing pieces, it's a treasure trove the likes of which he'd never dared to dream of.

He can be found reading at the library tables, and in his dorm. A mechanically augmented skull with glowing red eyes holds the book for him, and when he speaks to it, it takes down his words in a separate notebook.

Sometimes, a blue and gold piece of machinery -- part of some very strange suit of power armour? -- sits at his back or to his side, plugged into the interface ports that run down his spine. It hums and chugs smoothly, and the sickly violet tinge to his aura fades as it filters the soul-poison from him. How strange!


iv. wildcard:

He has not been this idle in... a long, long time. Since his waking? Definitely not. After or during the heresy? Ridiculous. It's not an easy adjustment. He can be found anywhere and everywhere, a ten foot tall working dog that suddenly doesn't have any work to do. What are you doing? Can he watch? Can he help? Did he previously offer to get you something off a shelf, or braid your hair...?

well. since invited. garden!

[curzed]

Know what he likes about the garden lately? It's dark. And if he waits for someone else to go there first, then he doesn't have to get followed around by his own personal spotlight. That in this case it was one of his brothers is both an inconvenience and a positive; there's no guesswork involved.

And Konrad creeping about in the dark is nothing new. Unlike Corax, absolute silence to their senses is nigh impossible for him to pull off, so he doesn't bother. He is, however, staying on the outside of that circle of pale moonlight. The garden isn't so large that he has to worry about not being noticed; sneaking up on people trained entirely for warfare tended to end violently.

"Some of those species are extinct, I believe."

Oddly enough, no smell of old blood.

Nice | ota

[dovedive]

Maker Shirts:

[ It seems like every time something changes a little in the library, it means some new goofy little arts and crafts appears in the makers space. Once it was flying saucers, then it was all the holiday crafts. Now it seems they've given the library residents t-shirts? It felt pointless to try and fight the silliness by now, so Nice decided to take a seat at one of the tables and started to craft his own shirt.

Sure they had examples hanging up in the room, but why would Nice want to be team Edward or Jacob, when he could be team Smile. Anyone who wanders by his seat will see Nice working really hard on this design. While it might be a simple one, he was a perfectionist. So he had to keep erasing and clearing things out so he could get the lines JUST RIGHT. ]

The Moon looks beautiful tonight—

[With the library changing around again, and the stress of being far too idle for his liking, Nice decided he needed to get some "fresh air" even if it wasn't technically the freshest of air. While the door to the garden did seem to like to play pranks on Nice from time to time, this time he was able to make his way into the garden without any problem.

That's when he noticed the Moon that seemed to be following him a little too close for his liking. The moon should not be this size nor should it be able to float so closely, right? For all the weirdness that this Library brings, this has to be top of the list for him! he tries to swat at it, he tries to fly past it, and it just seems really close on his backside.

While floating in the sky a bit, Nice shouts when he hears the door opening again to anyone else trying to get some fresh air. ]

H-hey! Be cautious before you step in here! The Garden's a little weird right now!

Wild Card:

If you had something in mind that you wanted to try out with Nice, I'm all ears! Also I enjoy brackets, but if you prefer prose I will match whatever style!

The Moon looks beautiful tonight - also what kind of sick game are you playing with this title!!

[awreck]

[ Turns out, it's just Wreck. He stands there a moment, looking up at Nice with raised eyebrows, before he makes the decision to come in the rest of the way and let the door shut. ]

Oh, good. I'll fit right in, then.

[ He gives Nice a small wave as he approaches him and his moon-shaped friend. ]

I've been looking for you.

[ Sort of. This is the first place he decided to look. ]

Siobhan Greenwood | Wonders of Mundus | OTA

[codeswitchcraft]

Recommended Reading - Twilight

So it turns out that Siobhan is a very quick reader when she wants to be. As soon as the Recommended Reading goes up, she picks up her book, finds a comfortable chair to sit in, and is back to return the book in less than an hour. When she does return it, she gets the film in return for her trouble, and she is very serious about finding the time to watch it, watching the screen very intently as she does.

After observing both book and movie, Siobhan is very sure of one thing:

"Bella should have taken refuge with Jacob's tribe the moment Edward started creeping on her."

Recommend Reading - Shakespeare

Now these plays Siobhan is able to relax while watching. She's very into them, in fact, and laughs at all the dirty jokes--she has absolutely no problem understanding the Early Modern English whatsoever.

The one she keeps coming back to, however, is As You Like It. She probably sits through three or four different versions and mouths along to Rosalind's monologue to Duke Frederick. Something about this play in particular holds her fascinated.

Maker Space

With Mei's help (and later Hikaru's), Siobhan ends up with a stack of tee shirts with the words TEAM EDMUND, TEAM KONRAD, and TEAM SIGRID all on the fronts of them, each of which has a matching shield with heraldry on it. (EDMUND has a rose, KONRAD a pair of fish, and SIGRID a tree respectively.) She looks very pleased with them and if asked is willing enough to explain.

"On Mundus, there is a very famous love triangle between the Princess Sigrid von Verdholtz, Prince Edmund de Beauforte, and Herr Konrad von Lachfuss. I thought that it only fair they get their own shirts and teams if Edward and Jacob do," Siobhan says earnestly. "Especially since it is a much better story than theirs."

(Siobhan herself seems to alternate between oversized TEAM EDMUND, TEAM SIGRID, and Kikaiser Nano shirts worn over her usual leggings.)

No Fear, Shakespeare

[ohaiyo_isekai]

"...Dear sovereign, hear me speak."

Hikaru is in a TEAM SIGRID shirt. Because of course he is.

"I think Keita was the Duke when we put this on. As you might have guessed, I was Jacques."

crowley | ota

[goodtobebad]

One; Moonlit garden;

That moon is acting really weird all of a sudden. Crowley doesn't like it. He tugs down his sunglasses to peer at it with his yellow snake eyes, giving it a dirty look that most people would run screaming from.

The moon does not run screaming. It just stays where it is, just out of his reach.

"What new nonsense is this?" he mutters to himself.

Two; Shakespeare;

Crowley has grabbed popcorn from somewhere - possibly a miracle, and he's popping it in his mouth as he watches a production of As You Like It.

"I gave him that line. I should've demanded credit."

Re: crowley | ota

[codeswitchcraft]

"You knew Master Shakespeare?"

The person asking is a blond, four-foot-tall pixie with blue butterfly wings, wearing an oversized tee shirt that reads TEAM SIGRID over leggings. She definitely sounds impressed.

Mina Harker | ota

[starandhope]

One; t-shirts?

She examines the t-shirts with a raised eyebrow. The properly-dressed Victorian lady is not impressed.

"We are... expected to wear these?"

Two; recommended reading;

Somehow, Mina has managed to get a copy of the novel Twilight. She is not impressed by what she has read so far. Not being impressed seems to be a theme for her this week.

"This vampire, Edward, is stalking a young girl? And I'm supposed to admire him?"

Re: Mina Harker | ota

[keytarheroine]

“Just because Meyer thinks so doesn’t mean you need to take her word for it,” Claire says. “The Church of Later Day Saints and what their dubious puritanism does to a body and mind strikes again.”

She sips tea and eats her contribution to the tea platter, a passable attempt at Coronation Chicken on marble rye.

“She’s not shy about being Mormon, and I have heard horror stories from people I know who escaped the cult about their being the only people on Earth who refuse to let people under mistletoe leave unkissed, for starters. Mistaking stalking for love is sadly predictable.”

Rakia Amarga | OTA

[flantastic]

[Shirt]
A shirt is a valuable resource, and while Rakia might not have wasted time making a shirt otherwise, the way they can't be removed from the area forces his hand. He grabs a pale blue shirt and, after a little fiddling with the machine, manages to get a pink logo printed on the left breast. There. If he ever gets back to the human world he's grown particularly fond of, now it's a work shirt.

[When the Moon Hits Your Eye]
Rakia just wanted a walk in the garden, he hadn't wanted a walk in the garden while being stalked by a weird basketball moon. It's following him, and there's some aura thing going on, and he would like it to stop. His first attempt, he simply jumps at it--he can jump a bit higher than a human would--and tries to smack it away.

This does not dissuade the moon, which is knocked back but redoubles its hovering efforts. "You suck," Rakia tells it, before reaching out towards it and lashing out with suddenly-appearing blue energy tentacles.

The moon is knocked back but comes hovering ever closer, leaving a scowling Rakia to decide exactly how he wants to handle this. It looks like he's about to try again...if trying again means lifting the hem of his shirt like he's going to take his shirt off?

[Meeting Room]
Whatever performance is playing...Rakia has gotten bored and fallen asleep. At least it looks like he's fallen asleep. He is at least a considerate napper and isn't snoring.

His little pudding friend is sitting next to him, watching intently, and occasionally bouncing up and down in reaction to what's happening on screen. It seems to be particularly interested in any sort of fighting it might see.

MOON time

[angel_of_baal]

The sudden surge in size of basically everything was probably a hint that one of the Imperium's cast offs was here. It's Sanguinius, with a new copy of a new book. Hopefully the right one, this time.

The moon, evading around the other's strikes, smacks Sanguinius in the head. "Hey!" Who does that?!