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bigapplesauce2015-08-04 08:07 pm
applesaucemod) wrote in bigapplesauce2015-08-04 08:07 pm
Event: Flu Season
Ah, October. A time of crisp weather, beautiful foliage, pumpkin spice lattes—and the flu. Make sure you get vaccinated!
Of course, vaccinations can't keep you safe from everything. Especially not a capricious, omnipresent entity that has, quite recently, been treated to the highly entertaining sight of someone struggling with illness for the first time in their life. Oh, dear. Someone's been giving the Rift ideas.
On the morning of October 2nd, those rifties who would never consider getting vaccinated against paltry human illnesses--because why would they need to?--will find themselves awake to a new level of personal hell: the flu. It will instantaneously infect any entities who are generally immune to such things, leaving them snotty, achy, miserable, and completely powerless to stop what is happening to them. What is this?! Are they dying? Oh god, the pathos.
Symptoms will persist until October 4th. Get plenty of rest, stay hydrated, and maybe investigate the wonders of chicken soup. Probably don't go see a doctor. Clinic doctors will be very confused and unhelpful about your weird anatomy, and The Doctor will probably be really gross and contagious.
Definitely don't consult WebMD. No good can come of that.
[OOC: Post here for initial reactions or start your own threads using the tag Event: Flu Season. Characters who can be affected are: the Doctor, the TARDIS, Zagreus, Aziraphale, Crowley, Desire, Ascended Daniel, Gabriel, Lucifer, and Rashad. You could probably also make a case for various other non-human/not-quite-human folks. No one's gonna tell you you can't have the flu, okay. Go nuts.]
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Though, truthfully, he'd been interpreting Nick's perception of himself through an isolated outlook into his mind while Daniel had been relatively unsure of his own identity and current form and shape and had simply latched onto the first mind that pinged as remotely familiar, and he's realizing too late that this might be an odd thing to share with someone.
"Thanks," he says ruefully. "I really do wish I could - "
He trails off, adopting an expression of world-weary, frantic resignation.
"Oh shi - "
In the next sputtering sneeze, he's gone again.