Buy or Sell?

[merchant-offical]

Greetings.

I am the merchant.

My name does not matter.

For it was forgotten by many the minute I left.

If you wish to buy, I have many things.

Do not ask me to list them, just ask if I have something.

I most likely do.

You may sell.

Shall we begin?

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[jester-offical]

{It is night. Dolly is roughed up, clothes bloodied, skin roughed up. Their clothes are ripped, hat long gone. They lean over the railing of their balcony window.}

{They notice a black bird watching them.}

..The hell are you lookin at?

{Dollys voice is much lower. Rougher.}

..oh, it doesnt matter. You might wanna fly away soon, little birdie.

{Cal pulls out the gun he had Dolly trade for. He taps the muzzle to his head.}

I'm gonna put myself at peace tonight. I don't think you want to hear my final words, bud.

@merchant-offical

[jester-offical]

{Suddenly Cal simply.. appears. He is covered in blood. Countless wounds. He does not stay standing for long. He collapses almost immediately, almost landing on Naron.}

{And then Dolly appears. They look down at Cal. And then to Naron.}

Hi hi! Wow! Whos this stranger?

{Dolly seems to not remember anything that just happened.}

Id offer to take him to a doctor, but I havent gotten around to getting a proper doctor here!

[merchant-offical]

I’ll explain on the way.

[He picks Cal up]

[jester-offical]

.. okay!

So you do know who that is?

{Dolly asks, curious.}

He is... awfully bloody!

{Cal is very much unconscious.}

[merchant-offical]

[Naron explains everything while taking him to the hospital]

[jester-offical]

{Dolly is silent for a long while. Dolly is silent as they check Cal into the hospital.}

{Cal is rushed into surgery. Blah blah medical stuff.}

Wow. Thats. Well! I suppose I'll simply have to make it up to him! I can't believe i never knew about him.

{Dolly turns to you. A really sincere look on their face.}

And.. thank you. For not letting him kill me. Him. Us? Anyway. Thank you. For saving him, too.

[merchant-offical]

People tend to…die because of me. I am glad I could remedy that for once.

[jester-offical]

{It is night. Dolly is roughed up, clothes bloodied, skin roughed up. Their clothes are ripped, hat long gone. They lean over the railing of their balcony window.}

{They notice a black bird watching them.}

..The hell are you lookin at?

{Dollys voice is much lower. Rougher.}

..oh, it doesnt matter. You might wanna fly away soon, little birdie.

{Cal pulls out the gun he had Dolly trade for. He taps the muzzle to his head.}

I'm gonna put myself at peace tonight. I don't think you want to hear my final words, bud.

@merchant-offical

[jester-offical]

{Suddenly Cal simply.. appears. He is covered in blood. Countless wounds. He does not stay standing for long. He collapses almost immediately, almost landing on Naron.}

{And then Dolly appears. They look down at Cal. And then to Naron.}

Hi hi! Wow! Whos this stranger?

{Dolly seems to not remember anything that just happened.}

Id offer to take him to a doctor, but I havent gotten around to getting a proper doctor here!

[merchant-offical]

I’ll explain on the way.

[He picks Cal up]

[jester-offical]

.. okay!

So you do know who that is?

{Dolly asks, curious.}

He is... awfully bloody!

{Cal is very much unconscious.}

[merchant-offical]

[Naron explains everything while taking him to the hospital]

[jester-offical]

{It is night. Dolly is roughed up, clothes bloodied, skin roughed up. Their clothes are ripped, hat long gone. They lean over the railing of their balcony window.}

{They notice a black bird watching them.}

..The hell are you lookin at?

{Dollys voice is much lower. Rougher.}

..oh, it doesnt matter. You might wanna fly away soon, little birdie.

{Cal pulls out the gun he had Dolly trade for. He taps the muzzle to his head.}

I'm gonna put myself at peace tonight. I don't think you want to hear my final words, bud.

@merchant-offical

[jester-offical]

{Suddenly Cal simply.. appears. He is covered in blood. Countless wounds. He does not stay standing for long. He collapses almost immediately, almost landing on Naron.}

{And then Dolly appears. They look down at Cal. And then to Naron.}

Hi hi! Wow! Whos this stranger?

{Dolly seems to not remember anything that just happened.}

Id offer to take him to a doctor, but I havent gotten around to getting a proper doctor here!

[merchant-offical]

I’ll explain on the way.

[He picks Cal up]

[merchant-offical]

It slid a bottle of ink across the table.

How much can I get for this?

- @ink-offical

Does it have any magic or special abilities?

[ink-offical]

Uh. No. I can create almost infinite amounts of it though.

[merchant-offical]

How much are you selling?

[ink-offical]

About.... 3 liters, yes I can spare that amount.

[merchant-offical]

How does 20M sound?

[merchant-offical]

It slid a bottle of ink across the table.

How much can I get for this?

- @ink-offical

Does it have any magic or special abilities?

[ink-offical]

Uh. No. I can create almost infinite amounts of it though.

[merchant-offical]

How much are you selling?

[merchant-offical]

It slid a bottle of ink across the table.

How much can I get for this?

- @ink-offical

Does it have any magic or special abilities?

[jester-offical]

{It is night. Dolly is roughed up, clothes bloodied, skin roughed up. Their clothes are ripped, hat long gone. They lean over the railing of their balcony window.}

{They notice a black bird watching them.}

..The hell are you lookin at?

{Dollys voice is much lower. Rougher.}

..oh, it doesnt matter. You might wanna fly away soon, little birdie.

{Cal pulls out the gun he had Dolly trade for. He taps the muzzle to his head.}

I'm gonna put myself at peace tonight. I don't think you want to hear my final words, bud.

@merchant-offical

[merchant-offical]

[The bird pecks at the gun until it falls]

[jester-offical]

{Cal catches the gun, and then swats at the bird.}

Oh fuck off! You'd be okay with this if you knew why, birdie.

{Cal sighs, and places the gun down on the railing. His hand still on the gun as he begins to talk.}

Look. Every fuckin day, I am shoved down. Forced to let this.. this jester take over. Dolly doesn't even know I exist, yaknow? They just think everything is fuckin dandy. It hurts. Cause we can't die! Oh nooo, God forbid the jester stays dead! No, I simply can come out once.. once injured like this. This is all I know, birdie. Pain. So just. Just let me end it.

{Cal seems to have tears in his eyes as he begins to talk. You get the feeling he isnt done talking.}

[merchant-offical]

[The bird tries cheering him up]

[jester-offical]

.. you're an awfully expressive bird, birdie.

{Cal chuckles.}

.. I didnt always look like this. I was.. different..

When I was younger, I met a deity. David. He uhm. He met me at a bad point in my life. I used to drink, heavily. He met me while I was drunk. Asked me about myself. And I.. i didnt have the best home life. My parents thought I was a joke.

.. David thought i needed help. He offered to help me. And I.. young, drunk, and stupid.. accepted. I didnt know who he was. I just remember suddenly not being in control. Seeing life through Dolly. I couldn't even feel my own body anymore. I could only watch. And then.. a few months later was the first time I could take control again. Dolly had.. gotten into a fight. That idiot didn't understand that they couldn't trust strangers. I bled out in an alleyway. And then I woke up, Dolly preforming once again.

..and that's it. That's all it ever will be! And fuck! I hate it! I used to have a life! It was shitty, fuck, I was shitty, but I was in control. Let me take control of my life once last time. Please.

[merchant-offical]

…So what is your real name?

[jester-offical]

ACK-

{Cal flinched, and turned around to face you. He looked surprised, and a little annoyed.}

Uh. Look, now is NOT the best time. I-

{Cal paused. What was the point in making up excuses?}

Cal.

[merchant-offical]

Nice to finally meet you, Cal.

I believe I have met someone similar to your oppressor.

[jester-offical]

..oh?

{Cal seems curious now. He tilts his head, like Dolly, but to the opposite side. Seems Dolly is very similar to Cal.}

[merchant-offical]

Her name was Floral.

[HEY] She was a god.

I regret it, but I struck her down.

[jester-offical]

..you.. you've killed a god..?

{Cal asks, staring straight at you, eyes widened.}

[merchant-offical]

And only after do I see what consequences it truly had.

[jester-offical]

..and.. and what were the consequences.?

[merchant-offical]

Anything I touch withers away. Someone I once loved seems to hunt and destroy me. I have brought despair and disorder upon my people.

[jester-offical]

O..oh. that is.. not great.

..that doesnt sound like the worst though.

I dont know though. I haven't.. been alive for a while. I am sorry you have to deal with that, though.

[merchant-offical]

I wilt every living thing I touch.

Including a soul.

[jester-offical]

..

{Cal gestures to the gun in his hand.}

I dont think I'm the best to determine if that's bad or not, bud. Shit, I'd beg ya to touch me, if ya got too close.

{Cal joked, yet you got the feeling there was an air of seriousness to his words.}

[merchant-offical]

May I have the gun?

[jester-offical]

{And suddenly Cal tenses. He takes a step back. You feel as though you've lost the progress you've made.}

No. No the fuck you can't. I have a way out. You aren't taking this from me.

[merchant-offical]

…Would you sit with me?

[jester-offical]

...fine. you arent talking me out of this, though.

[merchant-offical]

What if I help you out of your deal?

[jester-offical]

You.. you cant!

I mean. You COULD. But.. but why would you?!? You dont even know me? Why would you help a stranger?

{Cal seems panicked.}

[merchant-offical]

Strangers have helped me.

[jester-offical]

...okay. its not.. you shouldnt want to.

Okay. I dont know how much.. longer I have before Dolly takes over or.. He arrives.

Uhm. So. How.. how are you trying to help me..? I dont really think we could.. win against.. Him.

{Cal seems very fearful at the mention of Him}

[merchant-offical]

…Leave it to me.

Can you get me to him?

[jester-offical]

...okay.

{He held his hand out. His hands are gloved.}

Just.. trust me.

[merchant-offical]

[Your hand is grabbed.]

[jester-offical]

{It is night. Dolly is roughed up, clothes bloodied, skin roughed up. Their clothes are ripped, hat long gone. They lean over the railing of their balcony window.}

{They notice a black bird watching them.}

..The hell are you lookin at?

{Dollys voice is much lower. Rougher.}

..oh, it doesnt matter. You might wanna fly away soon, little birdie.

{Cal pulls out the gun he had Dolly trade for. He taps the muzzle to his head.}

I'm gonna put myself at peace tonight. I don't think you want to hear my final words, bud.

@merchant-offical

[merchant-offical]

[The bird pecks at the gun until it falls]

[jester-offical]

{Cal catches the gun, and then swats at the bird.}

Oh fuck off! You'd be okay with this if you knew why, birdie.

{Cal sighs, and places the gun down on the railing. His hand still on the gun as he begins to talk.}

Look. Every fuckin day, I am shoved down. Forced to let this.. this jester take over. Dolly doesn't even know I exist, yaknow? They just think everything is fuckin dandy. It hurts. Cause we can't die! Oh nooo, God forbid the jester stays dead! No, I simply can come out once.. once injured like this. This is all I know, birdie. Pain. So just. Just let me end it.

{Cal seems to have tears in his eyes as he begins to talk. You get the feeling he isnt done talking.}

[merchant-offical]

[The bird tries cheering him up]

[jester-offical]

.. you're an awfully expressive bird, birdie.

{Cal chuckles.}

.. I didnt always look like this. I was.. different..

When I was younger, I met a deity. David. He uhm. He met me at a bad point in my life. I used to drink, heavily. He met me while I was drunk. Asked me about myself. And I.. i didnt have the best home life. My parents thought I was a joke.

.. David thought i needed help. He offered to help me. And I.. young, drunk, and stupid.. accepted. I didnt know who he was. I just remember suddenly not being in control. Seeing life through Dolly. I couldn't even feel my own body anymore. I could only watch. And then.. a few months later was the first time I could take control again. Dolly had.. gotten into a fight. That idiot didn't understand that they couldn't trust strangers. I bled out in an alleyway. And then I woke up, Dolly preforming once again.

..and that's it. That's all it ever will be! And fuck! I hate it! I used to have a life! It was shitty, fuck, I was shitty, but I was in control. Let me take control of my life once last time. Please.

[merchant-offical]

…So what is your real name?

[jester-offical]

ACK-

{Cal flinched, and turned around to face you. He looked surprised, and a little annoyed.}

Uh. Look, now is NOT the best time. I-

{Cal paused. What was the point in making up excuses?}

Cal.

[merchant-offical]

Nice to finally meet you, Cal.

I believe I have met someone similar to your oppressor.

[jester-offical]

..oh?

{Cal seems curious now. He tilts his head, like Dolly, but to the opposite side. Seems Dolly is very similar to Cal.}

[merchant-offical]

Her name was Floral.

[HEY] She was a god.

I regret it, but I struck her down.

[jester-offical]

..you.. you've killed a god..?

{Cal asks, staring straight at you, eyes widened.}

[merchant-offical]

And only after do I see what consequences it truly had.

[jester-offical]

..and.. and what were the consequences.?

[merchant-offical]

Anything I touch withers away. Someone I once loved seems to hunt and destroy me. I have brought despair and disorder upon my people.

[jester-offical]

O..oh. that is.. not great.

..that doesnt sound like the worst though.

I dont know though. I haven't.. been alive for a while. I am sorry you have to deal with that, though.

[merchant-offical]

I wilt every living thing I touch.

Including a soul.

[jester-offical]

..

{Cal gestures to the gun in his hand.}

I dont think I'm the best to determine if that's bad or not, bud. Shit, I'd beg ya to touch me, if ya got too close.

{Cal joked, yet you got the feeling there was an air of seriousness to his words.}

[merchant-offical]

May I have the gun?

[jester-offical]

{And suddenly Cal tenses. He takes a step back. You feel as though you've lost the progress you've made.}

No. No the fuck you can't. I have a way out. You aren't taking this from me.

[merchant-offical]

…Would you sit with me?

[jester-offical]

...fine. you arent talking me out of this, though.

[merchant-offical]

What if I help you out of your deal?

[jester-offical]

You.. you cant!

I mean. You COULD. But.. but why would you?!? You dont even know me? Why would you help a stranger?

{Cal seems panicked.}

[merchant-offical]

Strangers have helped me.

[jester-offical]

...okay. its not.. you shouldnt want to.

Okay. I dont know how much.. longer I have before Dolly takes over or.. He arrives.

Uhm. So. How.. how are you trying to help me..? I dont really think we could.. win against.. Him.

{Cal seems very fearful at the mention of Him}

[merchant-offical]

…Leave it to me.

Can you get me to him?

[jester-offical]

{It is night. Dolly is roughed up, clothes bloodied, skin roughed up. Their clothes are ripped, hat long gone. They lean over the railing of their balcony window.}

{They notice a black bird watching them.}

..The hell are you lookin at?

{Dollys voice is much lower. Rougher.}

..oh, it doesnt matter. You might wanna fly away soon, little birdie.

{Cal pulls out the gun he had Dolly trade for. He taps the muzzle to his head.}

I'm gonna put myself at peace tonight. I don't think you want to hear my final words, bud.

@merchant-offical

[merchant-offical]

[The bird pecks at the gun until it falls]

[jester-offical]

{Cal catches the gun, and then swats at the bird.}

Oh fuck off! You'd be okay with this if you knew why, birdie.

{Cal sighs, and places the gun down on the railing. His hand still on the gun as he begins to talk.}

Look. Every fuckin day, I am shoved down. Forced to let this.. this jester take over. Dolly doesn't even know I exist, yaknow? They just think everything is fuckin dandy. It hurts. Cause we can't die! Oh nooo, God forbid the jester stays dead! No, I simply can come out once.. once injured like this. This is all I know, birdie. Pain. So just. Just let me end it.

{Cal seems to have tears in his eyes as he begins to talk. You get the feeling he isnt done talking.}

[merchant-offical]

[The bird tries cheering him up]

[jester-offical]

.. you're an awfully expressive bird, birdie.

{Cal chuckles.}

.. I didnt always look like this. I was.. different..

When I was younger, I met a deity. David. He uhm. He met me at a bad point in my life. I used to drink, heavily. He met me while I was drunk. Asked me about myself. And I.. i didnt have the best home life. My parents thought I was a joke.

.. David thought i needed help. He offered to help me. And I.. young, drunk, and stupid.. accepted. I didnt know who he was. I just remember suddenly not being in control. Seeing life through Dolly. I couldn't even feel my own body anymore. I could only watch. And then.. a few months later was the first time I could take control again. Dolly had.. gotten into a fight. That idiot didn't understand that they couldn't trust strangers. I bled out in an alleyway. And then I woke up, Dolly preforming once again.

..and that's it. That's all it ever will be! And fuck! I hate it! I used to have a life! It was shitty, fuck, I was shitty, but I was in control. Let me take control of my life once last time. Please.

[merchant-offical]

…So what is your real name?

[jester-offical]

ACK-

{Cal flinched, and turned around to face you. He looked surprised, and a little annoyed.}

Uh. Look, now is NOT the best time. I-

{Cal paused. What was the point in making up excuses?}

Cal.

[merchant-offical]

Nice to finally meet you, Cal.

I believe I have met someone similar to your oppressor.

[jester-offical]

..oh?

{Cal seems curious now. He tilts his head, like Dolly, but to the opposite side. Seems Dolly is very similar to Cal.}

[merchant-offical]

Her name was Floral.

[HEY] She was a god.

I regret it, but I struck her down.

[jester-offical]

..you.. you've killed a god..?

{Cal asks, staring straight at you, eyes widened.}

[merchant-offical]

And only after do I see what consequences it truly had.

[jester-offical]

..and.. and what were the consequences.?

[merchant-offical]

Anything I touch withers away. Someone I once loved seems to hunt and destroy me. I have brought despair and disorder upon my people.

[jester-offical]

O..oh. that is.. not great.

..that doesnt sound like the worst though.

I dont know though. I haven't.. been alive for a while. I am sorry you have to deal with that, though.

[merchant-offical]

I wilt every living thing I touch.

Including a soul.

[jester-offical]

..

{Cal gestures to the gun in his hand.}

I dont think I'm the best to determine if that's bad or not, bud. Shit, I'd beg ya to touch me, if ya got too close.

{Cal joked, yet you got the feeling there was an air of seriousness to his words.}

[merchant-offical]

May I have the gun?

[jester-offical]

{And suddenly Cal tenses. He takes a step back. You feel as though you've lost the progress you've made.}

No. No the fuck you can't. I have a way out. You aren't taking this from me.

[merchant-offical]

…Would you sit with me?

[jester-offical]

...fine. you arent talking me out of this, though.

[merchant-offical]

What if I help you out of your deal?

[jester-offical]

You.. you cant!

I mean. You COULD. But.. but why would you?!? You dont even know me? Why would you help a stranger?

{Cal seems panicked.}

[merchant-offical]

Strangers have helped me.

[jester-offical]

{It is night. Dolly is roughed up, clothes bloodied, skin roughed up. Their clothes are ripped, hat long gone. They lean over the railing of their balcony window.}

{They notice a black bird watching them.}

..The hell are you lookin at?

{Dollys voice is much lower. Rougher.}

..oh, it doesnt matter. You might wanna fly away soon, little birdie.

{Cal pulls out the gun he had Dolly trade for. He taps the muzzle to his head.}

I'm gonna put myself at peace tonight. I don't think you want to hear my final words, bud.

@merchant-offical

[merchant-offical]

[The bird pecks at the gun until it falls]

[jester-offical]

{Cal catches the gun, and then swats at the bird.}

Oh fuck off! You'd be okay with this if you knew why, birdie.

{Cal sighs, and places the gun down on the railing. His hand still on the gun as he begins to talk.}

Look. Every fuckin day, I am shoved down. Forced to let this.. this jester take over. Dolly doesn't even know I exist, yaknow? They just think everything is fuckin dandy. It hurts. Cause we can't die! Oh nooo, God forbid the jester stays dead! No, I simply can come out once.. once injured like this. This is all I know, birdie. Pain. So just. Just let me end it.

{Cal seems to have tears in his eyes as he begins to talk. You get the feeling he isnt done talking.}

[merchant-offical]

[The bird tries cheering him up]

[jester-offical]

.. you're an awfully expressive bird, birdie.

{Cal chuckles.}

.. I didnt always look like this. I was.. different..

When I was younger, I met a deity. David. He uhm. He met me at a bad point in my life. I used to drink, heavily. He met me while I was drunk. Asked me about myself. And I.. i didnt have the best home life. My parents thought I was a joke.

.. David thought i needed help. He offered to help me. And I.. young, drunk, and stupid.. accepted. I didnt know who he was. I just remember suddenly not being in control. Seeing life through Dolly. I couldn't even feel my own body anymore. I could only watch. And then.. a few months later was the first time I could take control again. Dolly had.. gotten into a fight. That idiot didn't understand that they couldn't trust strangers. I bled out in an alleyway. And then I woke up, Dolly preforming once again.

..and that's it. That's all it ever will be! And fuck! I hate it! I used to have a life! It was shitty, fuck, I was shitty, but I was in control. Let me take control of my life once last time. Please.

[merchant-offical]

…So what is your real name?

[jester-offical]

ACK-

{Cal flinched, and turned around to face you. He looked surprised, and a little annoyed.}

Uh. Look, now is NOT the best time. I-

{Cal paused. What was the point in making up excuses?}

Cal.

[merchant-offical]

Nice to finally meet you, Cal.

I believe I have met someone similar to your oppressor.

[jester-offical]

..oh?

{Cal seems curious now. He tilts his head, like Dolly, but to the opposite side. Seems Dolly is very similar to Cal.}

[merchant-offical]

Her name was Floral.

[HEY] She was a god.

I regret it, but I struck her down.

[jester-offical]

..you.. you've killed a god..?

{Cal asks, staring straight at you, eyes widened.}

[merchant-offical]

And only after do I see what consequences it truly had.

[jester-offical]

..and.. and what were the consequences.?

[merchant-offical]

Anything I touch withers away. Someone I once loved seems to hunt and destroy me. I have brought despair and disorder upon my people.

[jester-offical]

O..oh. that is.. not great.

..that doesnt sound like the worst though.

I dont know though. I haven't.. been alive for a while. I am sorry you have to deal with that, though.

[merchant-offical]

I wilt every living thing I touch.

Including a soul.

[jester-offical]

..

{Cal gestures to the gun in his hand.}

I dont think I'm the best to determine if that's bad or not, bud. Shit, I'd beg ya to touch me, if ya got too close.

{Cal joked, yet you got the feeling there was an air of seriousness to his words.}

[merchant-offical]

May I have the gun?

[jester-offical]

{And suddenly Cal tenses. He takes a step back. You feel as though you've lost the progress you've made.}

No. No the fuck you can't. I have a way out. You aren't taking this from me.

[merchant-offical]

…Would you sit with me?

[jester-offical]

...fine. you arent talking me out of this, though.

[merchant-offical]

What if I help you out of your deal?

[jester-offical]

{It is night. Dolly is roughed up, clothes bloodied, skin roughed up. Their clothes are ripped, hat long gone. They lean over the railing of their balcony window.}

{They notice a black bird watching them.}

..The hell are you lookin at?

{Dollys voice is much lower. Rougher.}

..oh, it doesnt matter. You might wanna fly away soon, little birdie.

{Cal pulls out the gun he had Dolly trade for. He taps the muzzle to his head.}

I'm gonna put myself at peace tonight. I don't think you want to hear my final words, bud.

@merchant-offical

[merchant-offical]

[The bird pecks at the gun until it falls]

[jester-offical]

{Cal catches the gun, and then swats at the bird.}

Oh fuck off! You'd be okay with this if you knew why, birdie.

{Cal sighs, and places the gun down on the railing. His hand still on the gun as he begins to talk.}

Look. Every fuckin day, I am shoved down. Forced to let this.. this jester take over. Dolly doesn't even know I exist, yaknow? They just think everything is fuckin dandy. It hurts. Cause we can't die! Oh nooo, God forbid the jester stays dead! No, I simply can come out once.. once injured like this. This is all I know, birdie. Pain. So just. Just let me end it.

{Cal seems to have tears in his eyes as he begins to talk. You get the feeling he isnt done talking.}

[merchant-offical]

[The bird tries cheering him up]

[jester-offical]

.. you're an awfully expressive bird, birdie.

{Cal chuckles.}

.. I didnt always look like this. I was.. different..

When I was younger, I met a deity. David. He uhm. He met me at a bad point in my life. I used to drink, heavily. He met me while I was drunk. Asked me about myself. And I.. i didnt have the best home life. My parents thought I was a joke.

.. David thought i needed help. He offered to help me. And I.. young, drunk, and stupid.. accepted. I didnt know who he was. I just remember suddenly not being in control. Seeing life through Dolly. I couldn't even feel my own body anymore. I could only watch. And then.. a few months later was the first time I could take control again. Dolly had.. gotten into a fight. That idiot didn't understand that they couldn't trust strangers. I bled out in an alleyway. And then I woke up, Dolly preforming once again.

..and that's it. That's all it ever will be! And fuck! I hate it! I used to have a life! It was shitty, fuck, I was shitty, but I was in control. Let me take control of my life once last time. Please.

[merchant-offical]

…So what is your real name?

[jester-offical]

ACK-

{Cal flinched, and turned around to face you. He looked surprised, and a little annoyed.}

Uh. Look, now is NOT the best time. I-

{Cal paused. What was the point in making up excuses?}

Cal.

[merchant-offical]

Nice to finally meet you, Cal.

I believe I have met someone similar to your oppressor.

[jester-offical]

..oh?

{Cal seems curious now. He tilts his head, like Dolly, but to the opposite side. Seems Dolly is very similar to Cal.}

[merchant-offical]

Her name was Floral.

[HEY] She was a god.

I regret it, but I struck her down.

[jester-offical]

..you.. you've killed a god..?

{Cal asks, staring straight at you, eyes widened.}

[merchant-offical]

And only after do I see what consequences it truly had.

[jester-offical]

..and.. and what were the consequences.?

[merchant-offical]

Anything I touch withers away. Someone I once loved seems to hunt and destroy me. I have brought despair and disorder upon my people.

[jester-offical]

O..oh. that is.. not great.

..that doesnt sound like the worst though.

I dont know though. I haven't.. been alive for a while. I am sorry you have to deal with that, though.

[merchant-offical]

I wilt every living thing I touch.

Including a soul.

[jester-offical]

..

{Cal gestures to the gun in his hand.}

I dont think I'm the best to determine if that's bad or not, bud. Shit, I'd beg ya to touch me, if ya got too close.

{Cal joked, yet you got the feeling there was an air of seriousness to his words.}

[merchant-offical]

May I have the gun?

[jester-offical]

{And suddenly Cal tenses. He takes a step back. You feel as though you've lost the progress you've made.}

No. No the fuck you can't. I have a way out. You aren't taking this from me.

[merchant-offical]

…Would you sit with me?

[jester-offical]

{It is night. Dolly is roughed up, clothes bloodied, skin roughed up. Their clothes are ripped, hat long gone. They lean over the railing of their balcony window.}

{They notice a black bird watching them.}

..The hell are you lookin at?

{Dollys voice is much lower. Rougher.}

..oh, it doesnt matter. You might wanna fly away soon, little birdie.

{Cal pulls out the gun he had Dolly trade for. He taps the muzzle to his head.}

I'm gonna put myself at peace tonight. I don't think you want to hear my final words, bud.

@merchant-offical

[merchant-offical]

[The bird pecks at the gun until it falls]

[jester-offical]

{Cal catches the gun, and then swats at the bird.}

Oh fuck off! You'd be okay with this if you knew why, birdie.

{Cal sighs, and places the gun down on the railing. His hand still on the gun as he begins to talk.}

Look. Every fuckin day, I am shoved down. Forced to let this.. this jester take over. Dolly doesn't even know I exist, yaknow? They just think everything is fuckin dandy. It hurts. Cause we can't die! Oh nooo, God forbid the jester stays dead! No, I simply can come out once.. once injured like this. This is all I know, birdie. Pain. So just. Just let me end it.

{Cal seems to have tears in his eyes as he begins to talk. You get the feeling he isnt done talking.}

[merchant-offical]

[The bird tries cheering him up]

[jester-offical]

.. you're an awfully expressive bird, birdie.

{Cal chuckles.}

.. I didnt always look like this. I was.. different..

When I was younger, I met a deity. David. He uhm. He met me at a bad point in my life. I used to drink, heavily. He met me while I was drunk. Asked me about myself. And I.. i didnt have the best home life. My parents thought I was a joke.

.. David thought i needed help. He offered to help me. And I.. young, drunk, and stupid.. accepted. I didnt know who he was. I just remember suddenly not being in control. Seeing life through Dolly. I couldn't even feel my own body anymore. I could only watch. And then.. a few months later was the first time I could take control again. Dolly had.. gotten into a fight. That idiot didn't understand that they couldn't trust strangers. I bled out in an alleyway. And then I woke up, Dolly preforming once again.

..and that's it. That's all it ever will be! And fuck! I hate it! I used to have a life! It was shitty, fuck, I was shitty, but I was in control. Let me take control of my life once last time. Please.

[merchant-offical]

…So what is your real name?

[jester-offical]

ACK-

{Cal flinched, and turned around to face you. He looked surprised, and a little annoyed.}

Uh. Look, now is NOT the best time. I-

{Cal paused. What was the point in making up excuses?}

Cal.

[merchant-offical]

Nice to finally meet you, Cal.

I believe I have met someone similar to your oppressor.

[jester-offical]

..oh?

{Cal seems curious now. He tilts his head, like Dolly, but to the opposite side. Seems Dolly is very similar to Cal.}

[merchant-offical]

Her name was Floral.

[HEY] She was a god.

I regret it, but I struck her down.

[jester-offical]

..you.. you've killed a god..?

{Cal asks, staring straight at you, eyes widened.}

[merchant-offical]

And only after do I see what consequences it truly had.

[jester-offical]

..and.. and what were the consequences.?

[merchant-offical]

Anything I touch withers away. Someone I once loved seems to hunt and destroy me. I have brought despair and disorder upon my people.

[jester-offical]

O..oh. that is.. not great.

..that doesnt sound like the worst though.

I dont know though. I haven't.. been alive for a while. I am sorry you have to deal with that, though.

[merchant-offical]

I wilt every living thing I touch.

Including a soul.

[jester-offical]

..

{Cal gestures to the gun in his hand.}

I dont think I'm the best to determine if that's bad or not, bud. Shit, I'd beg ya to touch me, if ya got too close.

{Cal joked, yet you got the feeling there was an air of seriousness to his words.}

[merchant-offical]

May I have the gun?

[jester-offical]

{It is night. Dolly is roughed up, clothes bloodied, skin roughed up. Their clothes are ripped, hat long gone. They lean over the railing of their balcony window.}

{They notice a black bird watching them.}

..The hell are you lookin at?

{Dollys voice is much lower. Rougher.}

..oh, it doesnt matter. You might wanna fly away soon, little birdie.

{Cal pulls out the gun he had Dolly trade for. He taps the muzzle to his head.}

I'm gonna put myself at peace tonight. I don't think you want to hear my final words, bud.

@merchant-offical

[merchant-offical]

[The bird pecks at the gun until it falls]

[jester-offical]

{Cal catches the gun, and then swats at the bird.}

Oh fuck off! You'd be okay with this if you knew why, birdie.

{Cal sighs, and places the gun down on the railing. His hand still on the gun as he begins to talk.}

Look. Every fuckin day, I am shoved down. Forced to let this.. this jester take over. Dolly doesn't even know I exist, yaknow? They just think everything is fuckin dandy. It hurts. Cause we can't die! Oh nooo, God forbid the jester stays dead! No, I simply can come out once.. once injured like this. This is all I know, birdie. Pain. So just. Just let me end it.

{Cal seems to have tears in his eyes as he begins to talk. You get the feeling he isnt done talking.}

[merchant-offical]

[The bird tries cheering him up]

[jester-offical]

.. you're an awfully expressive bird, birdie.

{Cal chuckles.}

.. I didnt always look like this. I was.. different..

When I was younger, I met a deity. David. He uhm. He met me at a bad point in my life. I used to drink, heavily. He met me while I was drunk. Asked me about myself. And I.. i didnt have the best home life. My parents thought I was a joke.

.. David thought i needed help. He offered to help me. And I.. young, drunk, and stupid.. accepted. I didnt know who he was. I just remember suddenly not being in control. Seeing life through Dolly. I couldn't even feel my own body anymore. I could only watch. And then.. a few months later was the first time I could take control again. Dolly had.. gotten into a fight. That idiot didn't understand that they couldn't trust strangers. I bled out in an alleyway. And then I woke up, Dolly preforming once again.

..and that's it. That's all it ever will be! And fuck! I hate it! I used to have a life! It was shitty, fuck, I was shitty, but I was in control. Let me take control of my life once last time. Please.

[merchant-offical]

…So what is your real name?

[jester-offical]

ACK-

{Cal flinched, and turned around to face you. He looked surprised, and a little annoyed.}

Uh. Look, now is NOT the best time. I-

{Cal paused. What was the point in making up excuses?}

Cal.

[merchant-offical]

Nice to finally meet you, Cal.

I believe I have met someone similar to your oppressor.

[jester-offical]

..oh?

{Cal seems curious now. He tilts his head, like Dolly, but to the opposite side. Seems Dolly is very similar to Cal.}

[merchant-offical]

Her name was Floral.

[HEY] She was a god.

I regret it, but I struck her down.

[jester-offical]

..you.. you've killed a god..?

{Cal asks, staring straight at you, eyes widened.}

[merchant-offical]

And only after do I see what consequences it truly had.

[jester-offical]

..and.. and what were the consequences.?

[merchant-offical]

Anything I touch withers away. Someone I once loved seems to hunt and destroy me. I have brought despair and disorder upon my people.

[jester-offical]

O..oh. that is.. not great.

..that doesnt sound like the worst though.

I dont know though. I haven't.. been alive for a while. I am sorry you have to deal with that, though.

[merchant-offical]

I wilt every living thing I touch.

Including a soul.

[jester-offical]

{It is night. Dolly is roughed up, clothes bloodied, skin roughed up. Their clothes are ripped, hat long gone. They lean over the railing of their balcony window.}

{They notice a black bird watching them.}

..The hell are you lookin at?

{Dollys voice is much lower. Rougher.}

..oh, it doesnt matter. You might wanna fly away soon, little birdie.

{Cal pulls out the gun he had Dolly trade for. He taps the muzzle to his head.}

I'm gonna put myself at peace tonight. I don't think you want to hear my final words, bud.

@merchant-offical

[merchant-offical]

[The bird pecks at the gun until it falls]

[jester-offical]

{Cal catches the gun, and then swats at the bird.}

Oh fuck off! You'd be okay with this if you knew why, birdie.

{Cal sighs, and places the gun down on the railing. His hand still on the gun as he begins to talk.}

Look. Every fuckin day, I am shoved down. Forced to let this.. this jester take over. Dolly doesn't even know I exist, yaknow? They just think everything is fuckin dandy. It hurts. Cause we can't die! Oh nooo, God forbid the jester stays dead! No, I simply can come out once.. once injured like this. This is all I know, birdie. Pain. So just. Just let me end it.

{Cal seems to have tears in his eyes as he begins to talk. You get the feeling he isnt done talking.}

[merchant-offical]

[The bird tries cheering him up]

[jester-offical]

.. you're an awfully expressive bird, birdie.

{Cal chuckles.}

.. I didnt always look like this. I was.. different..

When I was younger, I met a deity. David. He uhm. He met me at a bad point in my life. I used to drink, heavily. He met me while I was drunk. Asked me about myself. And I.. i didnt have the best home life. My parents thought I was a joke.

.. David thought i needed help. He offered to help me. And I.. young, drunk, and stupid.. accepted. I didnt know who he was. I just remember suddenly not being in control. Seeing life through Dolly. I couldn't even feel my own body anymore. I could only watch. And then.. a few months later was the first time I could take control again. Dolly had.. gotten into a fight. That idiot didn't understand that they couldn't trust strangers. I bled out in an alleyway. And then I woke up, Dolly preforming once again.

..and that's it. That's all it ever will be! And fuck! I hate it! I used to have a life! It was shitty, fuck, I was shitty, but I was in control. Let me take control of my life once last time. Please.

[merchant-offical]

…So what is your real name?

[jester-offical]

ACK-

{Cal flinched, and turned around to face you. He looked surprised, and a little annoyed.}

Uh. Look, now is NOT the best time. I-

{Cal paused. What was the point in making up excuses?}

Cal.

[merchant-offical]

Nice to finally meet you, Cal.

I believe I have met someone similar to your oppressor.

[jester-offical]

..oh?

{Cal seems curious now. He tilts his head, like Dolly, but to the opposite side. Seems Dolly is very similar to Cal.}

[merchant-offical]

Her name was Floral.

[HEY] She was a god.

I regret it, but I struck her down.

[jester-offical]

..you.. you've killed a god..?

{Cal asks, staring straight at you, eyes widened.}

[merchant-offical]

And only after do I see what consequences it truly had.

[jester-offical]

..and.. and what were the consequences.?

[merchant-offical]

Anything I touch withers away. Someone I once loved seems to hunt and destroy me. I have brought despair and disorder upon my people.

[jester-offical]

{It is night. Dolly is roughed up, clothes bloodied, skin roughed up. Their clothes are ripped, hat long gone. They lean over the railing of their balcony window.}

{They notice a black bird watching them.}

..The hell are you lookin at?

{Dollys voice is much lower. Rougher.}

..oh, it doesnt matter. You might wanna fly away soon, little birdie.

{Cal pulls out the gun he had Dolly trade for. He taps the muzzle to his head.}

I'm gonna put myself at peace tonight. I don't think you want to hear my final words, bud.

@merchant-offical

[merchant-offical]

[The bird pecks at the gun until it falls]

[jester-offical]

{Cal catches the gun, and then swats at the bird.}

Oh fuck off! You'd be okay with this if you knew why, birdie.

{Cal sighs, and places the gun down on the railing. His hand still on the gun as he begins to talk.}

Look. Every fuckin day, I am shoved down. Forced to let this.. this jester take over. Dolly doesn't even know I exist, yaknow? They just think everything is fuckin dandy. It hurts. Cause we can't die! Oh nooo, God forbid the jester stays dead! No, I simply can come out once.. once injured like this. This is all I know, birdie. Pain. So just. Just let me end it.

{Cal seems to have tears in his eyes as he begins to talk. You get the feeling he isnt done talking.}

[merchant-offical]

[The bird tries cheering him up]

[jester-offical]

.. you're an awfully expressive bird, birdie.

{Cal chuckles.}

.. I didnt always look like this. I was.. different..

When I was younger, I met a deity. David. He uhm. He met me at a bad point in my life. I used to drink, heavily. He met me while I was drunk. Asked me about myself. And I.. i didnt have the best home life. My parents thought I was a joke.

.. David thought i needed help. He offered to help me. And I.. young, drunk, and stupid.. accepted. I didnt know who he was. I just remember suddenly not being in control. Seeing life through Dolly. I couldn't even feel my own body anymore. I could only watch. And then.. a few months later was the first time I could take control again. Dolly had.. gotten into a fight. That idiot didn't understand that they couldn't trust strangers. I bled out in an alleyway. And then I woke up, Dolly preforming once again.

..and that's it. That's all it ever will be! And fuck! I hate it! I used to have a life! It was shitty, fuck, I was shitty, but I was in control. Let me take control of my life once last time. Please.

[merchant-offical]

…So what is your real name?

[jester-offical]

ACK-

{Cal flinched, and turned around to face you. He looked surprised, and a little annoyed.}

Uh. Look, now is NOT the best time. I-

{Cal paused. What was the point in making up excuses?}

Cal.

[merchant-offical]

Nice to finally meet you, Cal.

I believe I have met someone similar to your oppressor.

[jester-offical]

..oh?

{Cal seems curious now. He tilts his head, like Dolly, but to the opposite side. Seems Dolly is very similar to Cal.}

[merchant-offical]

Her name was Floral.

[HEY] She was a god.

I regret it, but I struck her down.

[jester-offical]

..you.. you've killed a god..?

{Cal asks, staring straight at you, eyes widened.}

[merchant-offical]

And only after do I see what consequences it truly had.

[jester-offical]

{It is night. Dolly is roughed up, clothes bloodied, skin roughed up. Their clothes are ripped, hat long gone. They lean over the railing of their balcony window.}

{They notice a black bird watching them.}

..The hell are you lookin at?

{Dollys voice is much lower. Rougher.}

..oh, it doesnt matter. You might wanna fly away soon, little birdie.

{Cal pulls out the gun he had Dolly trade for. He taps the muzzle to his head.}

I'm gonna put myself at peace tonight. I don't think you want to hear my final words, bud.

@merchant-offical

[merchant-offical]

[The bird pecks at the gun until it falls]

[jester-offical]

{Cal catches the gun, and then swats at the bird.}

Oh fuck off! You'd be okay with this if you knew why, birdie.

{Cal sighs, and places the gun down on the railing. His hand still on the gun as he begins to talk.}

Look. Every fuckin day, I am shoved down. Forced to let this.. this jester take over. Dolly doesn't even know I exist, yaknow? They just think everything is fuckin dandy. It hurts. Cause we can't die! Oh nooo, God forbid the jester stays dead! No, I simply can come out once.. once injured like this. This is all I know, birdie. Pain. So just. Just let me end it.

{Cal seems to have tears in his eyes as he begins to talk. You get the feeling he isnt done talking.}

[merchant-offical]

[The bird tries cheering him up]

[jester-offical]

.. you're an awfully expressive bird, birdie.

{Cal chuckles.}

.. I didnt always look like this. I was.. different..

When I was younger, I met a deity. David. He uhm. He met me at a bad point in my life. I used to drink, heavily. He met me while I was drunk. Asked me about myself. And I.. i didnt have the best home life. My parents thought I was a joke.

.. David thought i needed help. He offered to help me. And I.. young, drunk, and stupid.. accepted. I didnt know who he was. I just remember suddenly not being in control. Seeing life through Dolly. I couldn't even feel my own body anymore. I could only watch. And then.. a few months later was the first time I could take control again. Dolly had.. gotten into a fight. That idiot didn't understand that they couldn't trust strangers. I bled out in an alleyway. And then I woke up, Dolly preforming once again.

..and that's it. That's all it ever will be! And fuck! I hate it! I used to have a life! It was shitty, fuck, I was shitty, but I was in control. Let me take control of my life once last time. Please.

[merchant-offical]

…So what is your real name?

[jester-offical]

ACK-

{Cal flinched, and turned around to face you. He looked surprised, and a little annoyed.}

Uh. Look, now is NOT the best time. I-

{Cal paused. What was the point in making up excuses?}

Cal.

[merchant-offical]

Nice to finally meet you, Cal.

I believe I have met someone similar to your oppressor.

[jester-offical]

..oh?

{Cal seems curious now. He tilts his head, like Dolly, but to the opposite side. Seems Dolly is very similar to Cal.}

[merchant-offical]

Her name was Floral.

[HEY] She was a god.

I regret it, but I struck her down.