#stonier arc

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(The doll of stone has still been being a stoner.)

(Right now, she's enjoying the sea air and dark sand with it.)

(Just one long, pretty night, that never changes.)

(Same as it ever was.)

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BOO

Huh?

(They turn around.)

Who is that? Where are you?

Hello???

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what if it’s the secretly scary weed that suddenly has the smoke turn into the sinister skull before it’s too late

I am feeling at peace. Exclamation! It cannot be.

(She squints, trying to be sure, but forgets quickly about the concern.)

What?

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420 whatchu smokin?

Weed.

(She gives a thumbs up.)

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did not expect to come back to stoner arc but i'm so here for it

(She's made of stone, so logically, she can only get stone-ier from here.]

(She stares into this world's colorful sunset, surrounded by cotton candy skies she feels like she could reach out and touch if she tried hard enough.)

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hell yeah

Hhellll fuckin yeah!

(She takes another hit. It's impressive that this works, considering she is still a ceramic doll and her lungs are not real and do not move.)

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(The doll, on one of her journies to other dimensions, has found a weed dealer and is having one absolutely stellar afternoon. What a great October.)