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[secondbornsun]

WHO: DAFFODILS
WHERE: DAFFODIL
WHEN: DAY 27ODIL

[ damn shit happened today BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY MISS COCO'S TRAPPED IN AN ABOVEGROUND ROOM AND NOT AN UNDERGROUND ROOM YO WHAT ]

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[secondbornsun]

[ HOPEFULLY THE HUSTLE AND BUSTLE IS DYING DOWN FOR TODAY also tart has his light space bag from which he is taking out, just. trees. fully uprooted trees. ]

[afineknight]

[ what. ]

Oye, what are those for?

[rugpull]

...

[villainrole]

Who do I talk to for a camera?

[secondbornsun]

[ . . .




do you get the feeling he's already told you about this before and he simply does not understand why you are asking again ]

[rugpull]

Red but he's an asshole.

[afineknight]

[ i didn't take you seriously. ]

[secondbornsun]

[ Several Trees. they're all going to be stacked outside next to the barn ]

[villainrole]

Well, if it's broken legs or something of that sort, it's probably fine...

[secondbornsun]

Whaddya think.

[rugpull]

Those ain't Biscuit's problem.

[planting potatoes]

[afineknight]

[ loudly from the next room: ]

IT'S NOT FINE.

[rugpull]

Is it.

[secondbornsun]

Biscuit.

[ are you sure ]

[villainrole]

It's better than FEELINGS.

[rugpull]

Yes my darling loving lion who I want to handfeed me treats as I lounge in his lap?

1/2

[villainrole]

[villainrole]

[waddles away...]

[afineknight]

I have no idea.

[ BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T ACTUALLY TELL HIM!! ]

[rugpull]

Do I simply not belong in my cute little home anymore. Are the children rebelling?

[afineknight]

Okay, that's fair.

[secondbornsun]

[ . . .

well

they could probably do that later ]

Get me some muscle.

[rugpull]

What's the project?

[secondbornsun]

[ SIGH ]

Your clinic? Did you forget?

[ *tart forgot. forgot that he did not tell crois ]

[secondbornsun]

Clinic.

[ im just going to build the fucking building ]