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nomen_est_numen[A giant bird in a fountain is a strangely tragic sight.]
[Context, first.]
[The heat has continued unrelenting, and Shen made the mistake of leaving home to pick up a few groceries. Vital stuff like rice and veggies and popcorn... and tiny marshmallows. VITAL. The entire time he's out one can tell the heat is getting to him as he drags himself down the street. A few people end up with some nice feathers. He buys said food items and heads home, feeling even worse.]
[That's when he spots the fountain. He stares at it like a man gazing at a desert mirage, swallows with a dry throat, then wobbles toward it. Puts his shopping down next to it. The mist from the water isn't enough to cool him down sufficiently and he leans ever closer. The water looks so very inviting... so cool, so fresh, so--]
[BLOOSH.]
[He's gone and fallen in. And he's too weary to climb back out again. He manages to put his head somewhere above water before he passes out.]
[And so we return to the image of a bird in a fountain. A few people linger around the sight, unsure of what to do. Someone's called the police but it'll take a while. A few others are fishing stray feathers out of the water. Folks are taking pictures.]
[What do you do?]
[Context, first.]
[The heat has continued unrelenting, and Shen made the mistake of leaving home to pick up a few groceries. Vital stuff like rice and veggies and popcorn... and tiny marshmallows. VITAL. The entire time he's out one can tell the heat is getting to him as he drags himself down the street. A few people end up with some nice feathers. He buys said food items and heads home, feeling even worse.]
[That's when he spots the fountain. He stares at it like a man gazing at a desert mirage, swallows with a dry throat, then wobbles toward it. Puts his shopping down next to it. The mist from the water isn't enough to cool him down sufficiently and he leans ever closer. The water looks so very inviting... so cool, so fresh, so--]
[BLOOSH.]
[He's gone and fallen in. And he's too weary to climb back out again. He manages to put his head somewhere above water before he passes out.]
[And so we return to the image of a bird in a fountain. A few people linger around the sight, unsure of what to do. Someone's called the police but it'll take a while. A few others are fishing stray feathers out of the water. Folks are taking pictures.]
[What do you do?]
