un: kyouken

[justbeingknife]

Option A:
Uh.
Don't panic: possible livestock emergency.

One of the locals told me she left a hen on my porch. Guess what? Porch, no chicken.
So, you know.

If seen, do not engage. Report all chicken- and chicken-related activity.

[ ooc: Network/action, feel free to sight this chicken around town if you like! ]



Option B:
I heard some of you booze hounds were sniffin' around, so lemme save ya the trouble. My name's Majima, and I run the bar. The rules are don't be an asshole.

Here's a map. There's pool and darts. Got some smokes, too, but you better give me a real good reason why I should part with those.

Comments

Re: UN: MadMax

[justbeingknife]

[ If Majima could laugh out loud without immediately dying, he would have. As it was: ]

(((*°▽°*)八(*°▽°*)))♪

Yeah. Could say she made a chicken run for it.

[beyourzoomer]

I bet it was so she could cross the road.

[justbeingknife]

The question is, did she hatch this plot by herself?

[ someone stop them ]

[beyourzoomer]

She may have had help from another jailbird.

[justbeingknife]

Birds of a feather plottin' together?

[ more likely than you'd think ]

Alright, let's think chicken thoughts. If you were a hen, where'd you head first?

[beyourzoomer]

[She's grinning from ear to ear, for the first time in days, because she's so amused by this conversation.]

Probably somewhere there might be food. The greenhouse?

[justbeingknife]

Right, or maybe the fountain if she's lookin' for water.

I'll check both. Knew I could count on ya.

[beyourzoomer]

I'll keep an eye out. If you find her, let me know.

[justbeingknife]

[ Later, Max would receive a picture attachment of a chicken with warm, orangey-brown feathers and a white-feathered tail, poking curiously around a corner in Majima's house.

Chicken located! ]

Stop by sometime soon; I'll make ya some bacon and eggs.

[beyourzoomer]

[She grins when she sees the picture.]

Count on it.

What are you naming her?

[justbeingknife]

Stella. Y'know, since she's a Golden Comet.

She's actually pretty mellow, when ya come right down to it. Must be 'cause she had people takin care of her.

[beyourzoomer]

[If he hadn't already named her, Max would've suggested Henrietta. Ahem.]

Yeah, probably.

...are chickens cuddly?

[justbeingknife]

[ dohohohoho ]

This one's pretty nice, yeah. Lets you pet her, and her feathers're pretty soft.

Never really thought about it before, but I guess chickens have all kindsa personalities, too. Some're mean, and some just wanna chill out.

[beyourzoomer]

[She smiles at the mental image.]

She sounds nice.

...that kind of makes me want to become a vegetarian.

[justbeingknife]

Yeah?

Guess I never really thought about it before. Most times, ya just go to a restaurant or the grocery store, and that's it. Ain't like chicken wings look much like a chicken.

...dunno if I could give 'em up, though.

[beyourzoomer]

Yeah.

Yeah it's different when you don't see them alive first.



[She's pretty sure she's never going to eat chicken again. And definitely not rabbit.]

[justbeingknife]

[ He was... totally going to eat both, but not in front of Max. ]

You still good with eggs? They won't hatch into chicks with just Stella around.

[beyourzoomer]

Yeah, I'm still good with eggs.