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[crittersheep]

WHO: EVERYONE
WHERE: Pasture or beyond
WHEN: Day 29 - Afternoon into the Evening

[ The day marches on! The mist might not be 'fixed' but that doesn't mean anyone should stop living. Go forth! Explore any of the new buildings you haven't yet, take some memories, and make bad decisions. The world is your oyster!

Maybe there are even a few new (or old) faces lurking about? Say hi! ]

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[finalbows]

This pasture is my vacation home.

No, I don't want the same job the Lilylord has.

[catposting]

[ softly ]

I know.

Good thing our flock doesn't exactly want to be bossed around. Nothing has to change, on your end. If anyone tries to tell you that you suddenly have responsibility over an entire barn of "cagey strangers" just because a stick flew at you, then...

[ shrugs ]

I'll throw them in the mist too.

[finalbows]

Well--

...



Good.
That can be the extent. Upon which I collect, on your offer.

<sub>[ "There's more to life than power, you bastard," he'd said.

in a twisted way, this is--
Angie's attempt, at keeping that true. ]</sub>

[catposting]

[ why does he feel like Angie took that the wrong way ]

...

Did you know the sheep are people?

[finalbows]

Yes.
I've suspected, since... early on.

I've felt certain, since the incident with that barfly demon. My experiences have done something nice for me, at least, in that I am not blinded by exteriors, from realizing when I am looking at... a similar situation.

For a long time, the only question I had was where she was keeping all the souls meant to truly inhabit her fleet of vessels. I wondered if, perhaps, they were meant to simply grow them. Or even feed from us, like a crystal might. Then... she made the location obvious.


Slumbering in plain sight, after all.

[catposting]

I recorded what happened, when we took out the statue. Shadow Fiend was there too; she explained a little as we were gathering to retrieve you, but it wasn't really the time to go into detail. And now... well, you know.

We should talk about it. All of us. I'll leave a note on the fridge.

[ you don't have to use the bell or mass cubecall, dumbass. there are other ways. ]

1/2

[finalbows]

_{[ ha! shows what you know! he wouldn't have thought to do either of those things! Being the host end of group cubechats is totally overstimulating and makes his psychic bits resonate unpleasantly! And he totally forgot about the bell thing! ]}

2/2

[finalbows]

...tonight. That sounds... suiting.

_{[ should he... bring ice cream, or something, as a bribe.... ? ugh! No! He's already considering altering his behavioral patterns to accommodate for being the one with the big stupid stick now! No ice cream! No ice cream for anyone!!!!!! ]}

[catposting]

[ blissfully unaware of the tangle inside Angie's brain ]

All right, I'll go put the note up. Bring your thesis, or whatever else you think would be pertinent to discuss.

[finalbows]

It may be pertinent for me to use the Lighthouse during the talk, to showcase certain information more easily.

[catposting]

...

All right.

[ he'll leave anything that isn't a personal conversation unencrypted. ]

[finalbows]

_{[ that was a test. he doesn't know who passed or not. ]} ...that's it. Otherwise...

Suppose I'll go review my notes.

[catposting]

[ Angie you tangled fuck

shrugs ]

See you.