jorpadinn

[jorp-a-dinn]

hhhhh

[jorp-a-dinn]

"do you still have that box?"

[ @tuum-vas-persistit ]

no. it was left in the corridor when you swaddled me and picked me up like a baby.

by the way, i am a whole adult man.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"yes, I am aware— okay, we're gonna find another box and mail you back to my party. I need you to give them a message. are you okay with doing that?"

[he holds out a note and some cash.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

if i’m getting paid, i don’t see why not. just make sure there’s airholes this time.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"of course, ill poke you some airholes. and you can keep the cloak so youre not too uncomfortable in there."

[jorp-a-dinn]

hell yeah.

[jorp-a-dinn]

"do you still have that box?"

[ @tuum-vas-persistit ]

no. it was left in the corridor when you swaddled me and picked me up like a baby.

by the way, i am a whole adult man.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"yes, I am aware— okay, we're gonna find another box and mail you back to my party. I need you to give them a message. are you okay with doing that?"

[he holds out a note and some cash.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

if i’m getting paid, i don’t see why not. just make sure there’s airholes this time.

[jorp-a-dinn]

"do you still have that box?"

[ @tuum-vas-persistit ]

no. it was left in the corridor when you swaddled me and picked me up like a baby.

by the way, i am a whole adult man.

[jorp-a-dinn]

[jorp-a-dinn]

You would get along with the pippins

They like to gamble

yayyy…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[a cardboard box]

[oh hey where'd that come from]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]

why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]

[he wipes his face.]

"how in the— nevermind."

[he just kinda. picks them up.]

"you okay?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"

[he sniffles.]

"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."

[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]

"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."

[jorp-a-dinn]

what are we meant to be thinking of?

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"a way to get the queen back on our side."

[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]

"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."

[jorp-a-dinn]

oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..yeah, it actually probably would."

[dont?? encourage that??]

"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."

"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.

they’re probably around here somewhere.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"yeah, no, fair enough. my bad."

[he just nods. man, how far away is he from 'his' room? goddamn.]

"who all are the wedding flowers, again?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

uh.. blue, yellow, orange, green, aqua and seth. could’ve sworn there was also a pink..? but i might be wrong.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..ah. I think ive met the blue one."

[jorp-a-dinn]

that’s. cool, i guess??

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"not— not actually. he fucking kidnapped me."

[oh.]

[oh hey, heres the room!]

[VICTOR opens the door.]

[its. uh. sorta dark in here, but its warm. looks like a pretty old room, though.]

[VICTOR sets JORPADINN down and hands him. another dark dollar. free money,,]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[JORPADINN absolutely WILL gamble this one dollar away. later.]

ohhh.. right.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"uh-huh."

[hes just going to uh. start looking through the drawers again.]

"you warm enough?"

[he doesnt want this strange plant fellow to die in the cold. even though its not that cold in this room.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

yeah. i’m kinda resilient. or i’m just stupid. either way the answer is yes.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"okay, goodgoodgood."

[he pulls out a few things from the drawers that he thinks may be useful, and sets them on the bed.]

"...okay, im— i need to ask. how the fuck did you mail yourself to me?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i put myself in a box and when i heard footsteps i yelled that i wanted to find a depressed unicorn.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..."

[somehow that just gives us more questions.]

[he pays JORPADINN on the head.]

"...good job, I suppose..?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

it was very difficult.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"yet it worked, and im certainly glad it did."

[okay hes giving him another dark dollar.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[yayyy, more money]

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[a cardboard box]

[oh hey where'd that come from]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]

why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]

[he wipes his face.]

"how in the— nevermind."

[he just kinda. picks them up.]

"you okay?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"

[he sniffles.]

"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."

[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]

"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."

[jorp-a-dinn]

what are we meant to be thinking of?

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"a way to get the queen back on our side."

[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]

"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."

[jorp-a-dinn]

oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..yeah, it actually probably would."

[dont?? encourage that??]

"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."

"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.

they’re probably around here somewhere.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"yeah, no, fair enough. my bad."

[he just nods. man, how far away is he from 'his' room? goddamn.]

"who all are the wedding flowers, again?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

uh.. blue, yellow, orange, green, aqua and seth. could’ve sworn there was also a pink..? but i might be wrong.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..ah. I think ive met the blue one."

[jorp-a-dinn]

that’s. cool, i guess??

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"not— not actually. he fucking kidnapped me."

[oh.]

[oh hey, heres the room!]

[VICTOR opens the door.]

[its. uh. sorta dark in here, but its warm. looks like a pretty old room, though.]

[VICTOR sets JORPADINN down and hands him. another dark dollar. free money,,]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[JORPADINN absolutely WILL gamble this one dollar away. later.]

ohhh.. right.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"uh-huh."

[hes just going to uh. start looking through the drawers again.]

"you warm enough?"

[he doesnt want this strange plant fellow to die in the cold. even though its not that cold in this room.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

yeah. i’m kinda resilient. or i’m just stupid. either way the answer is yes.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"okay, goodgoodgood."

[he pulls out a few things from the drawers that he thinks may be useful, and sets them on the bed.]

"...okay, im— i need to ask. how the fuck did you mail yourself to me?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i put myself in a box and when i heard footsteps i yelled that i wanted to find a depressed unicorn.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..."

[somehow that just gives us more questions.]

[he pays JORPADINN on the head.]

"...good job, I suppose..?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

it was very difficult.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[a cardboard box]

[oh hey where'd that come from]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]

why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]

[he wipes his face.]

"how in the— nevermind."

[he just kinda. picks them up.]

"you okay?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"

[he sniffles.]

"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."

[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]

"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."

[jorp-a-dinn]

what are we meant to be thinking of?

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"a way to get the queen back on our side."

[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]

"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."

[jorp-a-dinn]

oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..yeah, it actually probably would."

[dont?? encourage that??]

"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."

"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.

they’re probably around here somewhere.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"yeah, no, fair enough. my bad."

[he just nods. man, how far away is he from 'his' room? goddamn.]

"who all are the wedding flowers, again?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

uh.. blue, yellow, orange, green, aqua and seth. could’ve sworn there was also a pink..? but i might be wrong.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..ah. I think ive met the blue one."

[jorp-a-dinn]

that’s. cool, i guess??

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"not— not actually. he fucking kidnapped me."

[oh.]

[oh hey, heres the room!]

[VICTOR opens the door.]

[its. uh. sorta dark in here, but its warm. looks like a pretty old room, though.]

[VICTOR sets JORPADINN down and hands him. another dark dollar. free money,,]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[JORPADINN absolutely WILL gamble this one dollar away. later.]

ohhh.. right.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"uh-huh."

[hes just going to uh. start looking through the drawers again.]

"you warm enough?"

[he doesnt want this strange plant fellow to die in the cold. even though its not that cold in this room.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

yeah. i’m kinda resilient. or i’m just stupid. either way the answer is yes.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"okay, goodgoodgood."

[he pulls out a few things from the drawers that he thinks may be useful, and sets them on the bed.]

"...okay, im— i need to ask. how the fuck did you mail yourself to me?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i put myself in a box and when i heard footsteps i yelled that i wanted to find a depressed unicorn.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[a cardboard box]

[oh hey where'd that come from]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]

why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]

[he wipes his face.]

"how in the— nevermind."

[he just kinda. picks them up.]

"you okay?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"

[he sniffles.]

"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."

[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]

"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."

[jorp-a-dinn]

what are we meant to be thinking of?

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"a way to get the queen back on our side."

[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]

"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."

[jorp-a-dinn]

oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..yeah, it actually probably would."

[dont?? encourage that??]

"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."

"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.

they’re probably around here somewhere.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"yeah, no, fair enough. my bad."

[he just nods. man, how far away is he from 'his' room? goddamn.]

"who all are the wedding flowers, again?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

uh.. blue, yellow, orange, green, aqua and seth. could’ve sworn there was also a pink..? but i might be wrong.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..ah. I think ive met the blue one."

[jorp-a-dinn]

that’s. cool, i guess??

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"not— not actually. he fucking kidnapped me."

[oh.]

[oh hey, heres the room!]

[VICTOR opens the door.]

[its. uh. sorta dark in here, but its warm. looks like a pretty old room, though.]

[VICTOR sets JORPADINN down and hands him. another dark dollar. free money,,]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[JORPADINN absolutely WILL gamble this one dollar away. later.]

ohhh.. right.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"uh-huh."

[hes just going to uh. start looking through the drawers again.]

"you warm enough?"

[he doesnt want this strange plant fellow to die in the cold. even though its not that cold in this room.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

yeah. i’m kinda resilient. or i’m just stupid. either way the answer is yes.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[a cardboard box]

[oh hey where'd that come from]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]

why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]

[he wipes his face.]

"how in the— nevermind."

[he just kinda. picks them up.]

"you okay?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"

[he sniffles.]

"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."

[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]

"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."

[jorp-a-dinn]

what are we meant to be thinking of?

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"a way to get the queen back on our side."

[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]

"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."

[jorp-a-dinn]

oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..yeah, it actually probably would."

[dont?? encourage that??]

"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."

"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.

they’re probably around here somewhere.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"yeah, no, fair enough. my bad."

[he just nods. man, how far away is he from 'his' room? goddamn.]

"who all are the wedding flowers, again?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

uh.. blue, yellow, orange, green, aqua and seth. could’ve sworn there was also a pink..? but i might be wrong.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..ah. I think ive met the blue one."

[jorp-a-dinn]

that’s. cool, i guess??

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"not— not actually. he fucking kidnapped me."

[oh.]

[oh hey, heres the room!]

[VICTOR opens the door.]

[its. uh. sorta dark in here, but its warm. looks like a pretty old room, though.]

[VICTOR sets JORPADINN down and hands him. another dark dollar. free money,,]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[JORPADINN absolutely WILL gamble this one dollar away. later.]

ohhh.. right.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[a cardboard box]

[oh hey where'd that come from]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]

why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]

[he wipes his face.]

"how in the— nevermind."

[he just kinda. picks them up.]

"you okay?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"

[he sniffles.]

"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."

[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]

"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."

[jorp-a-dinn]

what are we meant to be thinking of?

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"a way to get the queen back on our side."

[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]

"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."

[jorp-a-dinn]

oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..yeah, it actually probably would."

[dont?? encourage that??]

"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."

"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.

they’re probably around here somewhere.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"yeah, no, fair enough. my bad."

[he just nods. man, how far away is he from 'his' room? goddamn.]

"who all are the wedding flowers, again?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

uh.. blue, yellow, orange, green, aqua and seth. could’ve sworn there was also a pink..? but i might be wrong.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..ah. I think ive met the blue one."

[jorp-a-dinn]

that’s. cool, i guess??

[jorp-a-dinn]

whats your opinion on flowery

also will we be able to take this guy to castletown i think it would be nice for this guy to meet battat

i’m indifferent 🤷

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[a cardboard box]

[oh hey where'd that come from]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]

why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]

[he wipes his face.]

"how in the— nevermind."

[he just kinda. picks them up.]

"you okay?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"

[he sniffles.]

"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."

[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]

"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."

[jorp-a-dinn]

what are we meant to be thinking of?

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"a way to get the queen back on our side."

[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]

"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."

[jorp-a-dinn]

oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..yeah, it actually probably would."

[dont?? encourage that??]

"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."

"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.

they’re probably around here somewhere.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"yeah, no, fair enough. my bad."

[he just nods. man, how far away is he from 'his' room? goddamn.]

"who all are the wedding flowers, again?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

uh.. blue, yellow, orange, green, aqua and seth. could’ve sworn there was also a pink..? but i might be wrong.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[a cardboard box]

[oh hey where'd that come from]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]

why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]

[he wipes his face.]

"how in the— nevermind."

[he just kinda. picks them up.]

"you okay?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"

[he sniffles.]

"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."

[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]

"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."

[jorp-a-dinn]

what are we meant to be thinking of?

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"a way to get the queen back on our side."

[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]

"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."

[jorp-a-dinn]

oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"..yeah, it actually probably would."

[dont?? encourage that??]

"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."

"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.

they’re probably around here somewhere.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[a cardboard box]

[oh hey where'd that come from]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]

why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]

[he wipes his face.]

"how in the— nevermind."

[he just kinda. picks them up.]

"you okay?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"

[he sniffles.]

"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."

[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]

"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."

[jorp-a-dinn]

what are we meant to be thinking of?

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"a way to get the queen back on our side."

[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]

"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."

[jorp-a-dinn]

oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[a cardboard box]

[oh hey where'd that come from]

[jorp-a-dinn]

[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]

why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]

[he wipes his face.]

"how in the— nevermind."

[he just kinda. picks them up.]

"you okay?"

[jorp-a-dinn]

i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"

[he sniffles.]

"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."

[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]

[jorp-a-dinn]

yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.

[tuum-vas-persistit]

[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]

"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."

[jorp-a-dinn]

what are we meant to be thinking of?