April (Text adventure)

Busy day today. At least, it will be, if you can find your driver's license. Your roommate still lies on the futon, unperturbed as you dig through various piles accumulated on surfaces. Yes, here it is! Let's see, according to this, you are...

>Allison Zephyrson, Age 24, semi-almost-renowned florist. You make remarkably adequate flower displays.

>Valeria Montalban, Age 28, worker at an ice cream parlor.

>Allison Zephyrson, Age 24, semi-almost-renowned florist. You make remarkably adequate flower displays.

Y0ur main partner in buisness is the funeral h0me next d00r.

...according to this, you are going through a lot right now, and really need things to go well. The past few weeks have been rocky, lethargic, stumbling-- but you've managed to Fake It, and now you need to Make It. This is your attempt to reach out.

Now all you gotta do is drive and not die in a car crash. Easy. (but the worry still looms.)

...Allison Zephyrson, 24. No, this is your roommate's licence, which is also expired.

Ah, here we go. Valeria Montalban. You are 28 years old and make your half of the rent working at an ice cream parlor, along with a few odds and ends. Which isn't where you hoped your life would be at 28, but at least there's a roof over your head.

Your apartment is currently rather bare, as you recently had to dispose of much of the furniture you moved in with. Unfortunately today's excursions probably won't involve replacing any of it. That'll probably take at least a few months of spare income and bargain hunting. What you're after today, is preparing for Easter.

As it turns out, your roommate has a bit of a problem. One that she's apparently blissfully unaware of (and you're not gonna get called crazy trying to convince her of it again.) You discovered this last month, a few weeks after she moved in. And you're keen on being prepared this time and not losing what little furnishings you have left. So you absolutely need to be ready by this weekend, Easter weekend. For Easter is always on the first sunday after a full moon.

>Wait a minute... Destroyed furniture and a full moon? OH MY GOSH! She's a vampire!

Everybody knows about silver, but iron is often just as effective, and considerably cheaper. The difficulty nowadays is finding some that isn't corruptes by steel.

You make your way down to your car, a peeling, 3rd-hand sedan, and start thinking of a game plan.

Everybody knows about silver, but iron is often just as effective, and considerably cheaper. The difficulty nowadays is finding some that isn't corruptes by steel.

Now, you wouldn't want to kill her. Then you'd have to come up with the full rent by yourself. And besides, she may be a bit gormless and frustrating, but she doesn't deserve that. Still, having something better than a bar stool to protect yourself this time would be nice.

You make your way down to your car, a peeling, 3rd-hand sedan, and start thinking of a game plan.

Everybody knows about silver, but iron is often just as effective, and considerably cheaper. The difficulty nowadays is finding some that isn't corruptes by steel.

Now, you wouldn't want to kill her. Then you'd have to come up with the full rent by yourself. And besides, she may be a bit gormless and frustrating, but she doesn't deserve that. Still, having something better than a bar stool to protect yourself this time would be nice.

Contact a counselor to help Allison with her being-a-werewolf thing.

Contact a counselor to help Allison with her being-a-werewolf thing.

If Allison won't believe you about it, she's not going to agree to that. Besides, the counselor wouldn't believe you either. And counseling is expensive, too. As far as you can find, there are no professional services of any kind trained in dealing with lycanthropes. Hmm, maybe that could be a career if you survive the weekend though...

you know what really gets a werewolf good? lasagna. go to costco and get an industrial-sized vat of ricotta cheese, and mix it 50/50 with unflavored laxatives. that'll show her.

you know what really gets a werewolf good? lasagna. go to costco and get an industrial-sized vat of ricotta cheese, and mix it 50/50 with unflavored laxatives. that'll show her.

You consider employing chemical warfare against your roommate. Could be worth a shot, though that specific idea... could be far more unpleasant to clean up than just smashed furniture.

set up a security camera by y0ur r00mates bed. and tell em its theres.

you know what really gets a werewolf good? lasagna. go to costco and get an industrial-sized vat of ricotta cheese, and mix it 50/50 with unflavored laxatives. that'll show her.

You consider employing chemical warfare against your roommate. Could be worth a shot, though that specific idea... could be far more unpleasant to clean up than just smashed furniture.

how about. uh. sneezing powder. mix it 50/50 with sneezing powder

pull over and pry the hubcaps off your tires. get the bendy straws out of your glove compartment, along with the latex gloves. nest the straws and tape the glove airtightly onto one end. blow until inflated, hold your real thumb over the bottom end, then quickly slip it down the hatch. give the inflated glove a firm handshake; congratulations, you've improvised a turkey baster. unload your bounty into the hubcap and carefully load it into the boot of the passenger seat. reseal your gas tank and continue driving. this inventory item will be vital for a spell, and you won't have the time to gather it later

get more traditional wards: a torch, or a flashlight, in a pinch. smelling salts? garlic?

>What if instead of sealing her in the apartment with you, you seal her out of the apartment with everyone else?

set up a security camera by y0ur r00mates bed. and tell em its theres.

That could be a thing, budget allowing. Well, not that it'd do much to protect you or stop Allison from trashing the apartment, but maybe you could get some proof. Maybe then you could convince her and get her to do something proactive about it next time. Though she might be mad if she figured you were trying to record her, so there's tactics to consider.

You consider employing chemical warfare against your roommate. Could be worth a shot, though that specific idea... could be far more unpleasant to clean up than just smashed furniture.

how about. uh. sneezing powder. mix it 50/50 with sneezing powder

Hmm, that could be a thing. Though you're not sure how sneezing powder works or where to get it from.

pull over and pry the hubcaps off your tires. get the bendy straws out of your glove compartment, along with the latex gloves. nest the straws and tape the glove airtightly onto one end. blow until inflated, hold your real thumb over the bottom end, then quickly slip it down the hatch. give the inflated glove a firm handshake; congratulations, you've improvised a turkey baster. unload your bounty into the hubcap and carefully load it into the boot of the passenger seat. reseal your gas tank and continue driving. this inventory item will be vital for a spell, and you won't have the time to gather it later

You get an idea to rifle through your glove compartment for anything that could come in handy. There's a box of nitrile gloves you took from work (ice cream gotta be clean yo), several old and wrinkled pamphlets, a little spare makeup kit (probably not in the best of shape), an electric lighter (it looked cool and inexpensive, though you still feel guilty for the impulse buy), and a smooshed up wad of receipts.

gazing upon the lighter, you muse, would a little marijuana hath charms to soothe the savage beast... alas, probably not. but a way to sedate would come quite in handy.

(Sorry I missed some suggestions last post!)

>What if instead of sealing her in the apartment with you, you seal her out of the apartment with everyone else?

Your roommate likes to spend most of her time lounging around when she's not at work. You suppose you could think of some excuse to get her out of the place, but then you figure the consequences of turning a werewolf loose outside are kinda on you.

get more traditional wards: a torch, or a flashlight, in a pinch. smelling salts? garlic?

Yeah, that shouldn't be too hard. Should be able to get all of those at a department store. Except maybe the smelling salts? Or maybe those are in like the pharmacy section.

gazing upon the lighter, you muse, would a little marijuana hath charms to soothe the savage beast... alas, probably not. but a way to sedate would come quite in handy.

On the other hand, you muse, you could perhaps do with a bit of chilling out before the big day. Now, sedatives, there's an idea. Acquiring some in sufficient quantity and thinking of a way to administrate it... this could perhaps run into very sketchy territory, but maybe worth it.


Hmm. Probably time to start thinking of where to go first. More ideas keep floating into your brain, but you keep in mind you only have a few days to get whatever you need, and you're scheduled at work tomorrow.

Draw a protective circle around your roommate.

supermarket sweep time

Use a dog whistle to move Allison into an enclosed space so you can more easily do whatever you will be doing to put Allison under control.

Draw a protective circle around your roommate.

With like, salt? Guess it couldn't hurt to try, but you're not gonna put much faith in it.

Use a dog whistle to move Allison into an enclosed space so you can more easily do whatever you will be doing to put Allison under control.

Worth a shot. Guess you'll swing by the pet store at some point.

supermarket sweep time

You suppose the logical first stop is the supermarket, where you can probably get a fair amount of what you've thought of so far. You pull in at the parking lot (good thing it's early, got a space right up near the front), grab a cart and roll on inside. You remember an earlier thought about going to Costco, but then again they're not open yet.

Let's see... flashlight, regular salt, smelling salts, garlic... that was about everything right? You set to trawling around the store, looking for your items and watching morning people shuffle around in the perpetually air-conditioned aisles. Yeesh, it's gotta still be like 70 degrees outside. Good thing you brought your jacket.

Anyways, you find most of what you're looking for with relatively little trouble. While searching for the smelling salts in the pharmacy section (hey, you were right?) you come across some sleep aids. Maybe those could be implemented for the sedatives idea. Though you do worry somewhat about dosage. Well, in they go.

Now... anything else to get at the supermarket before you check out?