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| About 'Mother's Day' ...
What can one do to celebrate their mother if they never had the chance to meet her? | |
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| [Filtered from Gamzee]
[Mrs. Brisby's post is hesitant and shaky at best. She decides not to go with video, to try and keep her composure, but her voice is very obviously wavering. She's trying to be strong, but it's not easy. With Mother's Day having just passed, she's dwelling on a very difficult subject.]
Are there any other mothers, here? Or even fathers, I suppose.
...How are you coping with not seeing your children? | |
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| [ HIiiiiiiiiiiEEEEEEE Vatheon. Sophie is sitting in the small garden outside the house she shares with Cheria, Pascal and Hubert at the moment, rolling something in her hands. ]
I found a lot of flowers today. I don't know what kind they are, but there are a lot of seeds. I can plant them in the garden. I want my garden to be full of flowers, so Asbel will be happy when he sees it. You can have a flower, if you want.
[ She looks towards the small round object in her hands. ]
I found a peach, too. It's funny because it's all fuzzy, but it reminds me of something too. I don't know why, when I look at things, they seem familiar. Like this peach. It's small, and round, see? [ Presenting the peach to the video. ] I looks like... like... ...!
It looks like Cheria's butt.
[ A pause to consider. ]
She has a peachbutt. But it's not a fuzzy peachbutt. [ Oh god Sophie stop saying Butt. ]
... can people have butts shaped like other fruits? [ Banana butt, Apple butt, pear butt... ohgod, pineapple butt? ] | |
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| [Tatsumi is sometimes able to unable to sleep at night, but he doesn't need that much sleep anyway. During his latest walk he noticed the coral is not glowing as bright as usual, but maybe it's just him? Either way, he might as well ask, because maybe someone else might confirm his suspicion.]
Good evening, Vatheon residents. Has anyone noticed the coral's glow has grown fainter since yesterday? Maybe I didn't notice it before, but I'm pretty sure last night it wasn't as bright as usual.
Oh another subject. Zelda told me about the defense group you have in the city. I would like to offer my services, in case you need them. Alternatively, I also have experience working as a secretary.
Regards to everyone | |
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| [For once, there's nothing weird going on with Yosuke. Nothing weird at all, just a quiet voice telling him speaking up after a few minutes on the feed.]
Uh...to anyone who knew him here, Souji's gone. I guess he finally went home.
[Yosuke pauses for a minute, and then utters:] Damn it.
[And then there's a rustle and a click, and he's done with the feed.] | |
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| [Chibi has been watching the network for some time now since his super awesome teacher taught him how, and so far it's been pretty great! He got to have three way conversations, there was the week with all those fun (and not so fun) dreams, and he made a bunch of new friends.
However... There were a couple posts here and there that just, well. They've thrown him through a bit of a loop! Sometimes dull, sometimes colorful, always completely incomprehensible-- and it's high time he asked just what was up with this stuff.
Imagine a brief pause for dramatic effect while the feed shifts from his inquisitive face to the wall beyond, as he questions the populace in the only way he knows how.] | |
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