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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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[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.

[stakesthesame]

..............................

[ picks her up and tosses her onto a couch ]

FIRST of all don't yell at me, I'm like three feet taller than you.

Second, there is no second, I'll toss you further next time. I dunno how to get home either so I can't help you.

[vitellina]

[ WH WHY THIS

oof ]

Like two and a half feet at most, and I wasn't yelling at you, but now I am!

[stakesthesame]

You weren't talking to anyone but me!

[vitellina]

[ taps her skull with a fist ]

[stakesthesame]

What about it.

[vitellina]

Crazy, remember? Brain problems. Bees.

[stakesthesame]

... what, you got head voices?

[vitellina]

No, just a killer migraine.

Crazy person migraine.

[stakesthesame]

... man. Okay. Sorry for uh, throwing you.

Why'd you say I'm dead?

[vitellina]

So you know sometimes how you're talking to someone and then suddenly it's like 'oh wow I need to commute their soul to their afterlife of choice, it's super stale'?

[stakesthesame]

...

Nope.

[vitellina]

[ ]

Yeah, me neither.

[stakesthesame]

[ thoughtfully stares ]

Maybe Styx is a good name

1/3

[vitellina]

The river? I --

[vitellina]

It doesn't matter now. It doesn't. It doesn't matter. We're free. We're free we're free we're free and we're going to cross and we're going to go home and we're going to live and even if none of you will come with us or help us we'll take you, too. Nobody deserves this. Nobody deserves this place.

I want to go home.

[vitellina]

...

Yeah, Styx sounds fine.

[stakesthesame]

[ yikes

Hesitates before gently patpatting her head(skull?) ]

Iiiii don't know what's going on with you but let's just stick together for now? Okay? We're gonna figure this out. It'll be fine.

[vitellina]

I don't really, like. Want to be around people. No offense, you seem nice but it's just.

[ makes gestures. you smell super dead and I'm losing it ]

[stakesthesame]

[ hmmmmmm ]

Well. Alright? Don't get lost or nothin.

[vitellina]

Yeah, thanks, maybe I'll end up somewhere not here, wish me luck.

[ byeee ]