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False: What's up?
Pixlriffs: Katherine is dating a convict.
False: What's she in for?
Pixlriffs: Homicide and magic-relared crimes.
False: Sounds like a nice girl.
Vi: I am one of the few people who looks hot eating a cupcake.
Vi: *winks at Caitlyn*
Caitlyn: *groans*
Gabrielle, 12 am on January 1st: Wow, Xena.
Gabrielle: You haven't said I love you since LAST YEAR.
Aphrodite: ...Gaia give me strength this year.
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Taric: How long do you reckon it’ll be until Diana finally snaps and commits murder?
Soraka: I’ve been going through life assuming it’s already happened at some point and it’s just that no one was ever able to trace it back to her.
Leona: Actually...
YOUR BACKYARD-The sky is blood red, casting an eerie glow through the inky blackness of your backyard. The trees stand still, like ghosts, watching you. A clear path stretches out before you, guiding you towards where you know you must go
PERCEPTION (SIGHT)-Towards the biggest tree in your yard.
HALF LIGHT-The one with the unidentifiable shape gently swinging from a noose.
THE TREE-It looms over you, like a pillar of death, you feel small and insignificant before it
PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT-What’s this? We’re afraid of a tree? Pussy.
PAIN THRESHOLD (Godly:Failure)-This tree bears our deepest agonies. We have every right to be afraid.
SOMETHING-An indistinguishable thing hangs from the branch, the only thing you can clearly make out is the bright white eye staring at you.
“Do you remember the scent of your childhood?”
1. What *is* this?
2. What are you? <
3. I don’t remember
4. I was born in a hospital, where people usually go to die
YOU- What are you?
SOMETHING- I’m exactly what it says on the tin. Now answer the question.
1. What *is* this?
2. I don’t remember <
3. I was born in a hospital, where people usually go to die
YOU- I don’t remember
SOMETHING- Do you remember your sister’s hand holding your own?
1. I’m not answering until you tell me what’s happening
2. You mean Mari? <
YOU- You mean Mari?
SOMETHING-Yes, her. Tell me, do you remember her?
ENCYCLOPEDIA- Of course we remember her! She has purple hair, a purple vest over a white shirt with and a purple skirt and red necktie. She always has a picnic basket and a warm smile.
SOMETHING- Wrong
YOU- What do you mean?
SOMETHING - I’m talking about the *real* Mari. Not the one you made up to fill the cracks in your empty heart.
INLAND EMPIRE [Godly: Success] - Black hair, neatly pressed school uniform. Piano music. It’s the same song again, always the same song. She’s trying to make it perfect for the big night, always practicing, shut away in that room…
VOLITION- No, enough of that. Don’t think about it.
SOMETHING- Tell me, where are your friends? Human beings have friends Sunny-boy, where the hell are yours?
YOU- I don’t know
SOMETHING- Don’t know, hey? And why is that, I wonder? Could it have anything to do with the whole *not going outside* thing?
1. I’ve seen you before…….
2. I’m tired <
3. Help……me…
YOU- I’m tired
ANCIENT REPTILIAN BRAIN - You’re what now? I can’t hear you over the sound of this jumbled-up word dream. It’s all garbage. The pictures are gone, your bed rises to meet you. A thin, sleep-like state. It feels more like glass than velvet, *grinding* up here in your head.
LIMBIC SYSTEM- Something is *wrong*. Sleep isn’t usually this bad. This dry. This *unsafe*. There’s something wrong with your head……a lingering feeling that won’t go away.
YOU- What? No!
LIMBIC SYSTEM- Oh yes sleepy boy. It doesn’t go away, it will always be here, lurking around the corners, waiting for you to drop your guard. Here it comes, so soon already! An alarm goes off, like clockwork. Barely letting you sleep at all. Time to get up, Sunny!
LIMBIC SYSTEM- Time to go to work in the shit factory!
Klaus: woke up this morning feeling really sad and thinking "no one visits my grave anymore"
Klaus: I don't have a grave
Five: I think you were possessed
Diego: find the spirit that possessed you and visit their grave you jackass
