Night 1, Midnight

[12npcs]

[Something begins to tick, coming from all around you at once. It gains in volume slowly, first something just at the edge of your hearing and then rises up above even the conversations.

A first, awkward, off-key note is struck, and then another. The tone is delicate and disjointed, as if a melody was torn out of the middle and played on just the few last keys...




You begin to feel tired. In fact, some of you might begin to feel really, really tired.]


((OOC: goodnight groddle Lullaby posting! The super sleepy is up to you whether you want to play out or not, it is otherwise random and doesn't happen with the same severity ever night, unless you want it to.))

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[stunningdragoon]

[oh no it's stubborn and kind of cute]

[straightens up a bit]

Feeling a little drowsy?

[soul_sister]

Nothing that's going to get me down. [WOBBLES.]

[stunningdragoon]

So you're skilled at sleeping on your feet?

[soul_sister]

[Just a spark, a FLARE OF yelling... it drops under the the weight of sleepy down to a bristle.]

Maybe if I work faster...

[stunningdragoon]

Just what sort of work are you trying to accomplish this late at night?

[soul_sister]

... important things.. like ways out... hidden [yawn] passages...

[stunningdragoon]

And have you found any?

[soul_sister]

... none...

[stunningdragoon]

That means there's more to discover tomorrow morning.

[soul_sister]

Maybe...................

[stunningdragoon]

Oh? Where's that stubborn determination now?

[soul_sister]

[FSST FULL BRISTLE. Manages to straighten up again.]

Don't make your own assumptions!

[stunningdragoon]

Have you recovered now?