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Jane Foster ([personal profile] needsacatchphrase) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2023-08-03 09:00 am
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2 Lava 2 Floor - 1st Period, Thursday

Rather than a riotous wall of various shades of shocking pink, instead everything in the Danger Shop was the same featureless greige. Well, almost everything. The Jello was colourless. Not clear, mind, but it almost looked like it had somehow been desaturated.

All in all, most people probably would've preferred the pink.

And, yes, your teachers looked disturbed by this. Because it was weird.

"Okay, we're still having some issues with the danger shop," Jane said as a giant tentacle popped out of the jello to placidly float for people to use to cross. "Clearly."

It should be noted that the tentacle was also greige. "There's probably nothing to worry about," Cara said dryly. "Probably."

Just ignore how the longer you looked around the room, the more wrong and out of place the things that had actual colour looked.

"So, uh, let's just started," Jane suggested, eyeing a slightly wonky looking lighthouse jutting out of the jello. It was just creepy.

So creepy.
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[personal profile] noonedecidesmyfate 2023-08-04 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
Belle
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Re: LAVA TIME

[personal profile] giveittoyoursister 2023-08-03 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Vi really should have done better, but the sheer dull, flatness of the greige made it impossible to accurately judge distances.
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[personal profile] stykera 2023-08-03 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe it was because Stark was used to existential dread or being unmoored from reality, or both. Maybe he was just having a good morning for no reason.

In any case he was having no trouble making his way from one spot to another and ending up on solid greige ground once more.
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[personal profile] noonedecidesmyfate 2023-08-04 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
It was the existential dread, for Belle. She just couldn't get herself unmoored from reality after that.