Nikolai Gogol (
quizpersona) wrote in
expiationlogs2024-04-23 03:31 pm
Hey who the hell is this guy? (Open & Closed)
Who: A man who isn't going by "Gogol" right now
Where: Aldrip (now with better accuracy!) The Inn, an abandoned house at the edges of town, at a diner.
What: The assorted shenanigans related to a certain local murder clown who has faked his own perma-death to assume a different identity. There will be various toplevels in the comments. This is "closed-ish" because it's not 100% closed but there's a lot of ooc plotting and scheming going on so please come join in on the plotting scheming instead of blitzing in with a "hey you guys that's obviously Gogol" when other people are investigating.
Getting short-lived CR with the nice, helpful, and well-mannered salaryman is 100% open though because frankly that's funny.
Edit: now including a top level for his sentencing failure.
Warnings: Kidnapping, nsfw dialogue, law advice for the dubious, torture (includes finger trauma).
Where: Aldrip (now with better accuracy!) The Inn, an abandoned house at the edges of town, at a diner.
What: The assorted shenanigans related to a certain local murder clown who has faked his own perma-death to assume a different identity. There will be various toplevels in the comments. This is "closed-ish" because it's not 100% closed but there's a lot of ooc plotting and scheming going on so please come join in on the plotting scheming instead of blitzing in with a "hey you guys that's obviously Gogol" when other people are investigating.
Getting short-lived CR with the nice, helpful, and well-mannered salaryman is 100% open though because frankly that's funny.
Edit: now including a top level for his sentencing failure.
Warnings: Kidnapping, nsfw dialogue, law advice for the dubious, torture (includes finger trauma).

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Wow, that's practically an insult to your wife's spirit! [Because, dang bro, she doesn't exactly see herself as good-looking even while disregarding the more monstrous features!
Unless he means her tits, that's fair game.] Watch out, you may become cursed.[She stifles another snicker as the bartender returns with a tray covered with small sake cups. The poor civilian looks between her and the salaryman, looking vaguely hopeful that they're actually together so that Dara isn't drinking this amount all on her own. Meanwhile, she does not look perturbed by the amount of alcohol that is presented.]
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[ Yeah ok he downs the rest of his drink. Doesn't even pull a face afterwards. ]
I hope that you find a sake that is to your tastes. Now, if you'll excuse me.
[ But this salary man is not waiting around to get excused. Not wanting to risk discovery even further he takes out what's due in coins from his pocket and leaves it on the counter. With luck, Dara will think it was her talk of curses that drove such a meek little salary man away. That being said he's taking his tactical retreat very calmly. ]