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[Ocelot enters a peculiar room full of a strange, patchy land. It looks like several settings hastily sewn together. There's a garden, a shipyard, outer space, near everything anyone can think of.]

[Ocelot is now naked.] Oh Dammit- [grabs fig leaves to cover himself. They mysteriously stay up]



[If your character shares a name with a literary character or he or she now is wearing the costume of.]

[English equivelents to Russian or otherwise names count. Of course.Adamska =Adam.]

[walking far, far away from the Getting To Know You tv room]

You're still following me, aren't you, Sorrow?

/Andrei, how about I teach you some things./

[draws gun]

/Do you know how to fire a gun?/

[spins revolver]

/I learned when I was a little younger than you./

[seats and decorations with flowers and a sort of red theme are set up behind a large lodge. It's beginning to snow. Ocelot has stepped out of the lodge to the almost-church set up. He's dressed in a big, red, fur coat and red pants. It's beginning to snow]

[Ocelot waits back at the beginning of the carpet, looking around. It's not by any means a Christian wedding, but he's keeping some sort of formality]

[[Everyone was invited. Warm clothing recommended ;D ]]

There's a hall party. Food, drinks, balloons. All in celebration of Mantis being dead.

Ocelot is sipping a beer next to the mixed nuts bowl.

Adrian...? Is this really happening?

Hold me.

Hey, Mother- Let's go to my room, I've got movies, vodka, and some of this-



Intel tells me it's good for this sort of thing.

[[For, but not entirely limited to eatenbykarma ]]

[to himself] I was always told that chemical warfare was effective. Let's see if it holds.


[ Ocelot is in a room. Some sort of room that helps circulate air throughout the building. Ocelot has just poured gallons of this chemical into it. ]

Pheromones. Fantastic.


[[OOC: You are now unbelievably horny. AMAZINGLY. YOU WANT TO FUCK. EVERYTHING.

Also replies disabled because NO ONE SAW HIM DO IT :D ]]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME

Oh man. What a fantastic day. There's cake and vodka and did anyone remember?!

"There's duplicates. There are clearly duplicates. But. I wonder."

He takes some cardboard and writes very legibly:

Ocelots Only

He tacks it to the door. "Maybe if I had a PA system." He shakes his head and enters the room. It happens to be a living room sort of place: several chairs, couches, a coffee table.

"Not bad."