Private Contact (Foolish Mortals Archive)

[keyofimagination]

If you need to contact The Narrator, all you need to do is call out for him and he will appear in your proximity within a few moments. You don't need to worry about whether he heard you or not; he hears you.

Comments are screened for privacy. After all, what narrator would go around revealing everyone's secrets?

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[keyofimagination]

[No, he's fine.]

I have been worse, I suppose.

[lusito]

[Hmmm]

Well, far be it for me to demand details on such things, unless you actually feel like sharing. Care for a game?

[indicating the chess set here]

[keyofimagination]

I wouldn't be opposed to a round of chess.

[He moves to sit down at the table.]

... Was there something else you wanted from me as well?

[Like, no offense buddy, but he's not entirely sure that you just want to play chess with him.]

[lusito]

[Yeah, he can sense that in your tone.]

My... do I need to have an ulterior motive, other than seeing if you're alright and wanting someone to play chess with? [He taps a finger against the board] Would you like to choose white or black?

[keyofimagination]

I'll go with black.

If I am being honest, I'm sure you could have someone else in this hotel to play chess with if that's all you wanted.

[lusito]

You'd be surprised at how few people actually want to play games with me here: perhaps they're worried that my power of omniscience will make it harder for them to win?

[... He's joking.

Since white goes first, Joshua's going to move one of his pawns here.]

[keyofimagination]

And you think I would be a better match for you?

[It's really hard to tell if that's a joke or not.

He moves his own pawn next.]

[lusito]

Why not? I think you'd be an entertaining opponent to have in comparison to some of the people I've played against before.

[keyofimagination]

I'm flattered you would think I would be an entertaining opponent. But I will admit, I'd been a long time since I've personally played any board games.

[lusito]

Really? Not even the Twilight Zone board game?

[keyofimagination]

It's hard to find people who would be willing to play that game with you.

[lusito]

I think you may have to blame Northwest for that one now, thanks to what he did with that board game here.

[No one wants to touch it after it was used as a prop for Vanellope's murder.]

[keyofimagination]

[He frowns at the mention of Preston.]

Yes, I suppose Mr. Northwest has ruined the reputation of that game. A crying shame, really.

[lusito]

How about next time, we'll play that one? I'm actually kind of curious about it despite all that's happened.

[keyofimagination]

I suppose I can arrange that, if you wish to indulge with me.

[lusito]

Of course. [... Ah, and now that reminds him, as he moves another chess piece--]

I've been meaning to ask, and I apologize if it seems a tad random in comparison to what we were talking about before, but do you know where some of the items in the penny press came from?

[keyofimagination]

From your home worlds and other dimensions, mostly. Why do you ask?

[lusito]

I received something interesting from it recently.

[And here, he holds up the envelope with Rod's name on it that he had in his pocket.]

Does this look familiar to you?

[keyofimagination]

[He looks shocked to see it for a moment, before looking amused.]

You got that from the penny press?

[lusito]

Indeed... since it's yours, I suppose I should return it to you, right?

[keyofimagination]

It technically isn't mine, if I'm being honest, but I'll happily take it off your hands.

[lusito]

Really? In that case, would you mind telling me what's inside?

[keyofimagination]

[He wordlessly opens the envelope and pulls out black tape, like something you'd find in a cassette.]

You know I'm glad you decided not to burn this, I'd be in huge trouble then.

[lusito]

Really? What would have happened if I had done something like that?

[keyofimagination]

[He looks amused.]

Nothing you need to worry about.