[text/action/videro] An Invitation x2/MARIGOLD MADNESS!

[notvitiligo]

[text]
Since the Powers That Be have decided that they want to give us all cavities and diabetes, I am keeping a big pot of stew going at Beaumont for anyone who needs emergency food that is not candy. If I am not there, Bulbasaur or one of the robots will be in charge of it. Do not worry, they are all sanitary. It is free to use so do not avoid it if you do not have food. There are severe health consequences to eating only sugar, which I guess the people in charge do not care about.

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Also if there is anybody that needs a place to stay, Beaumont has a lot of rooms open. It is by the lake on the northwest side, and is pretty convenient as far as being close to places. There are some robots here that do the housekeeping stuff. Also you will get a lot of free snacks because I bake a lot. I guess that is not much of a benefit right now but there you go. Pets are OK.

[action/video]

[Hi, Ladygarden residents. Do you like your reality TV to have normally linefaced girls curled up on the ground and crying in the middle of nowhere? Because the Vine has decided that is the hot new thing in entertainment. (The more perceptive viewers might notice she seems less opaque around the edges than usual.)

[After a moment, she notices the mirror broadcasting her. She makes a few awkward attempts to turn it off, then lets her arm flop to the ground.]

Fine. I give up.

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[bloomnobly]

[....]

Jessica-san...?

[notvitiligo]

[She turns over, silently meeting Yuyuko's eyes.]

[bloomnobly]

[oh god what do]

...Would you like to go inside?

[notvitiligo]

[She considers this flatly.]

I don't care. I don't think I can get anywhere right now. I was supposed to be getting home...

[bloomnobly]

Why is that? What happened?

[notvitiligo]

Dunno. Maybe I'm being punished. Or just messed with.

I was walking home from the clinic, and then... everything's just different.

[bloomnobly]

I'm sure you're not being punished. I don't believe you've done anything wrong.

[A pause.]

Will you at least come inside with me? I'm sure a bed would be more comfortable than the ground.

[notvitiligo]

I want to mess up their plans. Maybe they got tired of that.

That'd require movement. It's OK here. The ground's pretty soft. The leaves kinda tickle.

Action

[fionna_time]

[After the catastrophe with Kanako, Fionna didn't want to TOUCH anything that the garden was giving, not if it was new. So she was more than glad to read the invite...until she saw that person lying on the ground, crying. Naturally Fionna was rushing over].

Hey, are you all right?

[notvitiligo]

[She sighs and looks up.]

Not really. I'm not injured, if that's what you mean.

I think they're just messing with me, now.

[fionna_time]

I didn't think you were hurt. You just looked sorta sad.

Who's messing with you? Is it the dumb queen again?

[notvitiligo]

Hah. Got it in one.

[She turns over slightly for a better, albeit upside-down, view of Fionna.]

Maybe I'm being punished.




Nice panties, by the way.

[fionna_time]

For what? You seem pretty ok. And usually the queen just targets people at random, not certain ones.

[blushes]

W-why were you looking?!

[notvitiligo]

I dunno... wanting to mess things up? Not participating in the program? Just existing? Whoever's in charge, they're nuts anyway.

Just happened to be in my line of sight. Your skirt's pretty short, anyway. [That's what you get when you stand over someone who has run out of fucks to give.]

[fionna_time]

Wait, what are they doing now? I mean, that you messed up their plans so bad it made them angry?

And its usually a skort! Mine get messed up because I was almost killed the last time something weird happened!

[notvitiligo]

Well, either that or I've got some kind of brain damage now... I was supposed to be walking home- hah, walking to the place I live now.

Obviously, I'm not there. Must've been a real hoot watching me, I'm sure.

Congratulations on not dying. I guess. I don't know if it even counts as dying, here.

[video]

[swordthrowing]

...Miss Boyette?

[what is going on here, she doesn't understand]

[bloomnobly]

You don't have to move. [A tiny little orb of a spirit hovers around her, carrying a lantern on...what is probably its head.]

[notvitiligo]

...well, I guess I've run out of arguments.

[With a quick twitch of almost-smile, she sits herself up and wipes her eyes.]

You make it pretty hard to be self-destructive.

[notvitiligo]

[She sniffs and rolls over for a better look at the mirror.]

...looks like I'm the one in an embarrassing situation this time. Hi.

[reverentresistance]

Where are you getting the ingredients for the stew?

I mean, what I'm trying to say is...how long will your supplies last?

[bloomnobly]

[She gives a slightly pained smile. Another spirit orb hobbles on out from behind her.]

I have been there. I know it's less than pleasant.

[notvitiligo]

We I keep stored magic dirt. There should be more than enough for how long this kind of stuff usually lasts. If it takes longer than usual, I will go get more dirt.

[notvitiligo]

It's... the first time I've felt this bad. Well, this kind of bad. In an objective measurement, I've probably been worse.

So what're these things?

[bloomnobly]

[She frowns.]

Object phantoms, I believe. Since they have no inherent sentience they're useful heavy lifting and such.