[ he has been sitting in the bathtub for a while now, staring at the door with narrowed eyes and trying his best to gather his bearings. none of this feels real or all that welcoming. he should probably get up and face whatever's on the other side, yet something tells him that he won't like what he finds.

he already doesn't like what he's finding in this gaudy bathroom. too bright and too lavish for his taste. strange place. strange happenstance.

cautiously, he leaves the safety(?) of the tub, even as he hears movement coming from outside. he approaches the door, attempting to ignore how ridiculous he feels wearing nothing but a robe, and lifts his hand to give two sharp raps against it — knock, knock. ]

Who's there?

[ later in the evening, choso can be found sitting cross-legged on his cot. he doesn't look particularly pleased — annoyed, in fact — as he looks over to the person trying to get a good night's sleep on his right. ]

I'm not watching you sleep.

[ and then to the person on his left— ] No one knows you farted. The smell isn't strong enough.

[ there. that should successfully thwart that pesky ghost's ruse. right? ]

[ he can't be lost if he was never looking for the exit in the first place.

choso is enjoying a leisurely walk through the flower maze. he has never been in one, so it's a rather novel experience for him. it's also just very aesthetically pleasing here. he could spend hours (and maybe he will) roaming through it without feeling tired, curiously inspecting the various fragmented statues on display and combing through the contents of any treasure chests he chances upon.

unsurprisingly, he does eventually get cursed by a mimic and, well— ]

Do you want it? [ he is motioning to the next chest he finds. ] I can fuck you. [ wait, what? ]

[ he clicked YES purely by accident, but since he has already agreed to participate in the game, he may as well select the one with the biggest reward, right? so, level three it is. as he waits for the task to be sent to his watch, he senses someone nearby.

he starts to glance their way only for his watch to alert him to his assignment:

【 3♤ 】Kidnap another player for 24 hours.

eyes lifting away from the screen to the only other person in the room, he now meets his newly appointed target's gaze. it's on. ]

[ whereas others may be enjoying the delicious taste of fresh fruits or admiring the variety of colorful butterflies in the butterfly dome, choso has somehow been roped into helping the gardeners catch a bunch of baby rabbits.

whether he has a natural knack for it or he's just so bad at it that he's somehow good, he can currently be found on the ground in the middle of a vegetable patch surrounded by tiny buns, frolicking and climbing all over him.

the moment he catches anyone nearby, he issues forth the most troubled— ] Help.

( ooc | please feel free to play around with the prompts or surprise me with something else. the world is our oyster. if you have any questions and/or concerns, don't hesitate to shoot me a pm. also apologies in advance for this young old entity. )