Three Knitted Giant Ties

[grimmdark]

Around Mayfield, daytime. Open to all.

[There is a giant Rose walking down the street. Streets, sometimes. She seems to be pretty calm considering she's suddenly bigger than she could ever be, but this is Rose we are talking about. At least her clothes grew with her. God bless long concealing 50's skirts and stupidly long dark socks too.

Perhaps you see her pass? Perhaps she stood on your car. Or maybe she's about to squish you to death? Either way you should let her know. Out of all the weirdness going on she doesn't really mind this bit that she has to live through. She's almost smiling without trying to hiding it, even, but that's mostly because only the rest of the giant population would be able to tell, and those are easy to spot.]

Comments

[nolongeralpha.livejournal.com]

Yeah, though "completely human without a sword through my chest" could be cool too but also confusing as fuck.

Gross. I'd hate to see the cows that comes from.

[heardeadpe0ple.livejournal.com]

People come back here though right? it isn't like having Jack kill all our dreamselves or dying back at home. Being dead is so tiresome. Although this might dampen my decision to stop being dead.

Not that long! Less then two human weeks I believe! But my friends have told me we're better off here.

[timetables.livejournal.com]

Then I guess I oughta thank you for your magnanimous professionalism. I don't make a habit of accepting hand outs but I guess I have no choice in the matter. But alright you go on knitting some magical cursed socks or whatever that's cool. Everyone needs a hobby.

I dunno if cinema has taught us anything isn't it that kids always abuse newfound power to settle petty grudges. Why don't we go wreck the school or something?

[grimmdark]

Dying is dying regardless of the situations or attenuates. Coming back to life is a poor palliative for an otherwise avoidable outcome.

That's debatable, but I will say no more.

[grimmdark]

Consider your appointment mentally noted on my equally imaginary book of dates. Perhaps you would want a pair yourself? I can easily surpass the taste of any piece of cloth this town might pretend to outfit you with.

That is a most capital idea. On our way, then.

[grimmdark]

Very perplexing, but you musn't stop wishing upon that if that is what you wish for.

I fathom it could very well come from bovines right out of the Outer Ring.

[nolongeralpha.livejournal.com]

Fine, Lalonde, I will keep on wishing upon a star even if I'm the one who's cricket-sized compared to you. I just want to be a real boy.

You said razors, not chanting tentacles.

[timetables.livejournal.com]

Only if the socks are woven from the finest of threads, meticulously prepared and hunted from the hides of mythical hell beasts. Otherwise what's the point.

Sweet this is totally like that shitty ass movie with Billy Crystal and his giant friend. Except you're like 10 times bigger than that dude.

[heardeadpe0ple.livejournal.com]

Well, dying for me here will mean I come back as me. Dying back home left me basically soulless and depressing.

You humans seem to have a more peaceful lifestyle. I can understand why you would think that.