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[nihilmancy]

Who: Licorice
When: Day 1, Morning
Where: Licorice Carriage

[Welcome to Count Spookula's Car of Horrors! Today's spooky mystery: Where the fuck are we?]

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[stakesthesame]

[ i've got pjs covered in tiny bats how bout y'all

She wanders out of her room with phone in hand, frowning ]

Man, who decked this place out?

[nihilmancy]

[Hlasoh has already changed into the dress. It makes her feel safer by increasing her size.]

The one that addressed us on the message called himself a Prince. I don't trust him.

[stakesthesame]

Dang, that's a snappy judgement. Who're you?

[nihilmancy]

[She's just saying, this could all be an elaborate Jigsaw scenario]

I don't know. You?

[stakesthesame]

I'm--

...

I dunno.

[nihilmancy]

You don't remember anything either?

[vitellina]

[ hers is covered in autumn leaves

also she's like, wearing a goat skull on her head, ]

I don't know but it's stupid and I hate it, laters!

[stakesthesame]

Woaaaah, baa baa black sheep, slow your roll. Where you goin'?

[vitellina]

[ just

stares at her

and stares

and stares

and then, completely monotone: ]

The dead don't move. Why do you?

[stakesthesame]

Excuse me? Do I look dead to you?

1/3

[vitellina]

Yyyyno.

[ and back to normal ]

I don't really know what that was, so I'm going to assume I'm going crazy from isolation.

[vitellina]

[ guide her to her final rest. judge the worth of her soul. ]

Holy shit, shut up!

[vitellina]

[ and then she just covers her face with her palms. covers her skull with her palms, whatever ]

See, totally crazy. So tell me how to get home, thanks.

[nihilmancy]

[This smol girl is examining ever nook and cranny of the car, eyes darting nervously to and fro. She takes a single egg out of the refrigerator and sniffs it. Could be poisoned.]

Where are we?

[marmitekeef]

I don't know.

[ Appearing out of the shadows beside her abruptly, like a ninja... in a fluffy black coat. He leans over to peer at the egg. ]

What kind of egg is that?

[nihilmancy]

Chicken egg. We'd need to start a fire to cook it, there doesn't seem to be any power for the stove.

[marmitekeef]

Chicken...

[ Thoughtfully, like he's trying to picture what kind of creature that name could apply to. But she's brought up a more important point. ]

For that, we'd need wood and kindling, and we'd have to worry about the smoke. Is there anything in there that doesn't require cooking that we could eat first?

[nihilmancy]

[She rummages around in the refrigerator, and pulls out a couple of carrots, holding one out to him.]

Help yourself.

[marmitekeef]

Thanks.

[ Takes it and looks it over for a moment, sniffing it, before just. Taking a big bite. Cronch cronch. ]

Oh, not bad. What's it called?

[vitellina]

[ a girl wearing a goat skull in autumn leaf patterned pjs just sort of goes around kicking at everything in the car. ]

Trash, trash, please send me home, garbage --

[nihilmancy]

[Okay, no, this isn't going to work, we need furniture.]

Hello, pardon me. I must ask that you refrain from this variety of horseplay, as we do not know how long we might need to stay here, and it behooves us to have our supplies in the best condition possible.

[vitellina]

I don't know about you, but I don't really plan on staying here!

[nihilmancy]

Let me ask you: do you remember anything?

[vitellina]

No, but I've (probably) never let that stop me before!

[nihilmancy]

Mm. Farewell, then.