time goes byyyyy.

[soulsurvivore]

WHO: everyone
WHERE: here, there, everywhere
WHEN: Day 47, morning

[ wowee. It's a new day, but the sleigh is still in the sky and the ritual still seems to be in effect. sick.

Since it's a new day, it's probably snowed in different parts of the pasture so those big, fluffy snowflakes are still at large. And then there's also, you know, this mind reading nonsense that may or may not still apply to you.

How's it going this morning, pasture peeps? ]

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[villainrole]

You think so, hmmm?

[gently plops him on his feet]

[electricflock]

Feels better together.

[villainrole]

[Smiles with an unreadable emotion, but he does reach over to poke his forehead.]

Strange how words can be strung together, hm?

[electricflock]

[covers his forehead and chitters]

You mean how sentences are made?

[villainrole]

Perhaps. Or perhaps the meaning behind such sentences.

Well, I shouldn't dwindle on something like that, there are more important things to discuss.

[electricflock]

Like what?

[villainrole]

What did happen while I was away. It seemed like I hadn't been gone for long, but you could have sustained several painful injuries by then.

[electricflock]

[chirrups, UH]

We had, um... one big injury?

[villainrole]

[jiiii]

Who?

[electricflock]

Tart?

[villainrole]

Ah, thank you.

[there is somewhat an ominous aura coming from him despite wearing a neutral face]

[electricflock]

Was a ritual punishment. Um. Was... a demon that cursed him, but was Tart that had us kill him so curse wouldn't surprise him later.

[villainrole]

Hm. Well. I understand the logic of that at least.

[electricflock]

Yeah. His curse was he would die if he panicked so... would have made bid situation worse if we had left it.