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?

Comments

[keyofimagination]

[He seems really amused now as he shakes his head.]

That's an interesting theory you have there, but as I said, the reason why I'm doing this isn't important to any of you.

[anasty]

[ Hm. Ursula taps her chin, her smile only flagging down to something closed-mouth. ]

Then is there any harm in telling someone who's curious?

[keyofimagination]

I have a feeling that you would try offering the very same thing in return for my soul if I told you.

[Like, it's hardly a mystery there, Ursula.]

[anasty]

[ She laughs, amused and guilt-free. ]

Are you honestly sure that's not what you're doing already?

[keyofimagination]

[He looks equally amused.]

I've seen enough "deals with the devils" in my life to recognize a shady deal.

[anasty]

You're immune to my wretched ways! I get it!

So again: where's the harm?

[keyofimagination]

And might I ask why you're so desperate to learn about my private life?

[anasty]

Well you know so much about me - it seems only fair to wonder a little about you. And remember, "all conversation with him is confidential".

As horrible as you may think I am, you know you can't say I don't honor a contract!

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[keyofimagination]

... Very well, I suppose you deserve an answer, if you promise not to tell anyone.

[keyofimagination]

I'm doing this because I wanted to.

[And that's the only answer you're getting, buddy.]

[anasty]

[ She huffs, shaking her head. She wasn't sure what she was expecting, but knew better than to get her hopes up too high. ]

So our man of mystery isn't so black and white after all! What a bore that'd have been.

Well, I'll let you get back to your voyeuring in a moment, sweetie. There's just one more thing I need clarity on.

[keyofimagination]

There is no one in the universe who is completely black or white.

What do you need clarification on?

[anasty]

Your rules make mention of spirits. How many of them are there here? And are you considered one to be one of them?

[keyofimagination]

If you remember the "preshow" video I showed, there are five spirits in this hotel. And while I have described to you as "like a spirit", I can safely say that I am not one of those ghosts.

[anasty]

I knew there were at least five. I just wasn't sure that was all of them.

[ It's a fairly paltry number to this particular gardener. A good start, she might have said, if she wasn't under threat of being added. ]

Thank you, dear. That's all for now~

[ She turns, giving a dismissive wave while she heaves herself into the tub... and sloshes a small torrent of water all over the floor. Hopefully the water-tight sealants in the hotel weren't as neglected as the rest of it. ]

[keyofimagination]

I wish you have a nice day.

[And in an instant, The Narrator is gone.]