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| [The feed opens to show a sad and thoughtful looking Angelina.]
So they are really gone... I thought Sebastian might be wanting to make a point, again, but this device does not show their names anymore. It is strange to have the house all to myself, it is a big house after all... Maybe I should consider moving to a small place, mansions require too much maintainance, and without a butler, I do not see how I will manage...
Then again... Do you think it is possible they might come back? I think Ciel would not take well to living in an apartment or a small house... I might have to think about this...
Well... I will you all a Happy New Year, Vatheon residents. | |
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| [She's read and reread the brochure. She stopped by the gathering long enough to get what she needed and ran. This prison is a sick joke to her. Elektra knows better than to let anyone catch onto the fact she's rattled by the thought of being trapped underwater away from her father and home. Her voice is even as she addresses whoever is on the other end. She can only hope she's doing it right.]
The pamphlet's good. Detailed. [A beat.] It's missing a good coffee spot. Suggestions? When I find a decent cup of coffee, I'd like to hear about your experiences. Have you ever been to another world before? No, this place doesn't count.
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| [ If this is a hallucination, it's a very detailed one, because really what kind of stroke could lead to a delusion that comes with a brochure? But. Right, he got the brochure, he managed to get a house (little too big for him, but he'll ]
Okay, f- Thanks to... Whoever went and did up this pamphlet. Very informative given, uh. Given the circumstances, and with the communicator being. [ Green. ] So brightly colored. Thanks.
But, you know. Now I've got the towel and all [ A wry smile on his face because Douglas Adams would be please. ], and the place to go and stay so. ...What are we supposed to do, exactly? Other than apparently poke at the coral occasionally. It's j- Nothing else going on here?
[ Then, as he goes to click off, he can be heard muttering to himself: ]
One job, they said. Look at this cube, they said. Geez-- Should have just gone and stayed in Calcutta. | |
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| well shit
im in the middle of playing a shitty game with consorts and 2 humans and what happens
i get dumped in a goddamn bubble city under the ocean
should i go find myself fish mermaid and crab friends so that we can sing about how living down here is way better than being up on dry land
choreographed and everything we dont half ass this shit
forced to eat kelp seaweed and fish in the humane way aka not cooking them and pulling out their bones
sounds like a fucking barrel of laughs
not to mention im sure theres a wet bird joke somewhere in here but fuck if i know or care
so anyway
this is definitely not a golden ship skyrocketing off to another game session at the speed of light
so what place did i end up taking an unexpected detour off to
if anybody says atlantis i fucking quit
this bird will fly off to never be seen again | |
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