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The House Always Wins
MARCH 2023 EVENT
TOO MUCH OF A GOOD THING
THE LEECH
HIGH STAKES
CODING
Due to the UNIQUE NATURE of the Moss King, previous March events are NOT available during this month's event. Please keep that in mind.
IMAGE DESCRIPTORS IN ORDER OF APPEARANCE
Prompt One
[Image One: Fanged, smiling carnivorous plant from little shop of horrors ]
[Image Two: House overgrown by roots.]
Prompt Two
[Image One: Person covered in glistening film that seems to be suffocating.]
[Image Two: Woman's face splattered in blood. ]
Prompt Three
[Image One: Poker chip with an anime girl's face on it. ]
[Image Two: Dogs Gambling Painting, but it's famous horror monster villains instead of dogs. ]
Prompt One
[Image One: Fanged, smiling carnivorous plant from little shop of horrors ]
[Image Two: House overgrown by roots.]
Prompt Two
[Image One: Person covered in glistening film that seems to be suffocating.]
[Image Two: Woman's face splattered in blood. ]
Prompt Three
[Image One: Poker chip with an anime girl's face on it. ]
[Image Two: Dogs Gambling Painting, but it's famous horror monster villains instead of dogs. ]
WHEN: March 8-31
WHERE: The City of Trench and surrounding regions
CONTENT WARNINGS: Plant-Based Peril, Isolation, Entrapment, Carnivorous Plants, possible but unlikely death.
WHERE: The City of Trench and surrounding regions
CONTENT WARNINGS: Plant-Based Peril, Isolation, Entrapment, Carnivorous Plants, possible but unlikely death.
The plentiful and bountiful harvest of plants that started to blossom towards the beginning of the month has continued, and if anything? It's getting more and more troublesome. The old saying goes that too much of a good thing is too much, and this is definitely the proof of that pudding. Plants are literally growing everywhere. Trenchies can be seen cutting branches out of impossible locations, and vegetation is beginning to grow inside of established businesses and homes. There is an ever increasing market for vileblood based defoliation options that are being offered by entrepreneurial Trenchies, but the fact that more than a few of those selling the stuff have gone missing under strange circumstances calls into question their efficacy.
For Sleepers, this means that the possibility of encountering enlarged and potentially dangerous plants such as those seen in the earliest parts of the months grows ever more real. A human-sized venus flytrap might very well try to snatch one up, with all of the peril that entails. However, while it is possible for any exotic plant to carry with it potentially lethal threat, most of these are able to be dealt with by even the untrained with a machete. The real problem is the root systems and the plants that ones that talk. The former are the most likely to be encountered. Root systems grow over entire buildings during the mid to late month, choking over light sources and blocking windows to dim houses. They clench their grip over doors, making getting out of one's house an act of willpower and muscle that may have to be repeaated over and over again. Worst of all is the fact that many of these root systems almost seem to be intentionally creating barriers around the Lantern Network! The little moaners are safe, but their sphere of protection becomes a dome of wood, shielding and keeping them away from those naughty sleepers trying to hack their way to a teleport.
The talking ones, though, are downright disturbing. They're not very large, at first they do indeed seem to whisper and beg to be fed. Naturally, only blood will do, and the longer that they're fed the larger and more dangerous that they can become. But, so long as one doesn't feed them, they're harmless, right? Wrong. True, they can bite and it's easy enough to avoid them. However, it's what they start to say when they're denied their food that becomes disturbing. “There is a consequence of your actions, you know.” “Do not think that you are immune.” “Saving the Moss Brat seems wise now, but have a long memory.” Things like that. The voices they take on are eerie, unnatural and do not match the plants' normal begging voices. They never clear up who is speaking or what they're speaking about, but surely it's not a big issue, right?
By the end of the month, the plants wither away and break off of the various homes and businesses, leaving no visible damage behind, as if whatever caused them has faded entirely.
For Sleepers, this means that the possibility of encountering enlarged and potentially dangerous plants such as those seen in the earliest parts of the months grows ever more real. A human-sized venus flytrap might very well try to snatch one up, with all of the peril that entails. However, while it is possible for any exotic plant to carry with it potentially lethal threat, most of these are able to be dealt with by even the untrained with a machete. The real problem is the root systems and the plants that ones that talk. The former are the most likely to be encountered. Root systems grow over entire buildings during the mid to late month, choking over light sources and blocking windows to dim houses. They clench their grip over doors, making getting out of one's house an act of willpower and muscle that may have to be repeaated over and over again. Worst of all is the fact that many of these root systems almost seem to be intentionally creating barriers around the Lantern Network! The little moaners are safe, but their sphere of protection becomes a dome of wood, shielding and keeping them away from those naughty sleepers trying to hack their way to a teleport.
The talking ones, though, are downright disturbing. They're not very large, at first they do indeed seem to whisper and beg to be fed. Naturally, only blood will do, and the longer that they're fed the larger and more dangerous that they can become. But, so long as one doesn't feed them, they're harmless, right? Wrong. True, they can bite and it's easy enough to avoid them. However, it's what they start to say when they're denied their food that becomes disturbing. “There is a consequence of your actions, you know.” “Do not think that you are immune.” “Saving the Moss Brat seems wise now, but have a long memory.” Things like that. The voices they take on are eerie, unnatural and do not match the plants' normal begging voices. They never clear up who is speaking or what they're speaking about, but surely it's not a big issue, right?
By the end of the month, the plants wither away and break off of the various homes and businesses, leaving no visible damage behind, as if whatever caused them has faded entirely.
WHEN: Second Half of March
WHERE: Anywhere in Trench, but not the Outpost.
CONTENT WARNINGS: Magically Cursed Ailment, Severe weakness, Anemia
WHERE: Anywhere in Trench, but not the Outpost.
CONTENT WARNINGS: Magically Cursed Ailment, Severe weakness, Anemia
You didn't think it would be that easy, did you? From the moment that the first talking plants appeared in Trench, there has been another ominous presence. Unbeknownst to the people of Trench, but the Moss King is recovering from Riteior's attack and, while they are safe and slowly getting back to their normal self, this has allowed for Riteior to offer a little payback in an effort to cause trouble to those seeking to stop his attacks on the Pthumerians of Trench. In the night, while characters are sleeping, the plants strike. They wake to find a thin film over them, but otherwise it appears harmless. The next full day, there's nothing wrong and they feel hail and hearty. In fact, those pesky little talking plants are gone from their house. Of course, the next day the horror begins to settle in.
Within 48 hours, Sleepers will find themselves weak and lethargic in the extreme. The condition is not fatal, but it is problematic and irritating. They will find that no amount of food, water and rest quite gets rid of the malaise that they are experiencing, a strange drowsiness and lack of energy plaguing their every moment. The longer it persists, the more dangerous it becomes. However, there appears to be no obvious cause, at least until they visit someone capable of treating their condition, be they a Blood Minister or trained physician. Victims of this curse appear to be suffering from a severe, but not life-threatening anemia. There is no obvious cause, but the Ministers are certain that it is not natural and is likely a result of a curse of some kind. They can offer stimulants and high energy food, which will help the person experiencing the condition, but the real danger comes if they try to use their blood for a blood ritual of any kind. The insidious reason becomes obvious. Someone is attempting to stop them from safely having enough blood to perform the rituals to seal them away!
Victims are “fine” in the sense that they could get through the month safely without risk of death and just be weaker. However, if they attempt any form of blood ritual or blood letting, they risk running out of blood, which would indeed be a life threatening concern. The only solution, then, is a blood transfusion of another type. The Blood Ministers are willing to provide blood from their banks, but caution that it is better if a fresh supply is used. Do you have a friend willing to lend a hand? Or, do you miss one of the deadlines this month for fighting back Riteior?
FAQ:
This condition strikes after the mid-month, when the latest batch of rituals further weakens Riteior, and ensures the Moss King's safety.
This condition is not life threatening, unless a person attempts to use blood for a ritual or other purpose without first receiving a transfusion.
If a person attempts to perform a blood ritual before getting a transfusion, their anemia can become life threatening very quickly.
It is possible to completely avoid this prompt by not being targeted by Riteior. His cursed targeting is not that precise and he is clearly becoming desperate.
When a transfusion is given, both participants will be lightly anemic for another 24 hours, but the condition will fade afterwards completely.
It is suspected strongly by some of the Blood Ministers and Arcane Scholars that this is a curse brought about by a brief moment of control over the Moss King by Riteior. This can be learned easily in conversation with members of the orders in Trench.
Within 48 hours, Sleepers will find themselves weak and lethargic in the extreme. The condition is not fatal, but it is problematic and irritating. They will find that no amount of food, water and rest quite gets rid of the malaise that they are experiencing, a strange drowsiness and lack of energy plaguing their every moment. The longer it persists, the more dangerous it becomes. However, there appears to be no obvious cause, at least until they visit someone capable of treating their condition, be they a Blood Minister or trained physician. Victims of this curse appear to be suffering from a severe, but not life-threatening anemia. There is no obvious cause, but the Ministers are certain that it is not natural and is likely a result of a curse of some kind. They can offer stimulants and high energy food, which will help the person experiencing the condition, but the real danger comes if they try to use their blood for a blood ritual of any kind. The insidious reason becomes obvious. Someone is attempting to stop them from safely having enough blood to perform the rituals to seal them away!
Victims are “fine” in the sense that they could get through the month safely without risk of death and just be weaker. However, if they attempt any form of blood ritual or blood letting, they risk running out of blood, which would indeed be a life threatening concern. The only solution, then, is a blood transfusion of another type. The Blood Ministers are willing to provide blood from their banks, but caution that it is better if a fresh supply is used. Do you have a friend willing to lend a hand? Or, do you miss one of the deadlines this month for fighting back Riteior?
FAQ:
WHEN: Second Half of March
WHERE: Goat Turning in The Cellar Door
CONTENT WARNINGS: Gambling, Possible Coersion, lowered inhibitions, Risk of Character Death
WHERE: Goat Turning in The Cellar Door
CONTENT WARNINGS: Gambling, Possible Coersion, lowered inhibitions, Risk of Character Death
The Moss King appears to be 'on the mend' by the latter part of the month, or at least he seems to be his usual self. A flyer advertising a special for all Sleepers and residents of Trench at the Goat Turning, his personal gambling hall, circulates throughout town. The doors of the Goat Turning will be open to absolutely everyone, and nobody will be turned away for an event that will last the last two weeks of the month! Anyone who comes will be given a complementary set of chips for free, along with a very special commemorative poker chip embossed with their own face on it which they are assured they can keep afterwards, assuming they don't lose it betting! In fact, that commemorative chip is the only way that a person can return to the Goat Turning during this period, and has to be shown to get admittance, though you don't need to bet it even if it appears to be worth quite a lot! Every night, a new allotment of chips is offered to gamblers. It isn't much, and if they're willing to trade a few goods to get more, they can supplement their stash. What could be more fun than a friendly game?
The drinks and food are free for those attending, and even better? They don't seem to have a lot of strange effects. The drinks seem to ease the symptoms of corruption, in fact, and make a person more relaxed and at ease, along with lessening their inhibitions. The food is filling and pleasant, but salty, making one crave the drinks more. But, honestly, compared to Generosity's botched and spoiled food in January it's almost heavenly, even if it does make it easier to want to keep gambling and gambling. After all, those prizes for the big winners of the night are certainly something to behold, and the kinds of luxuries that Trenchies drool over.
The Big Prizes: (Maximum 1 big prize per character for the month)
A Lunar Orb
A Vial of Pthumerian Blood that can leave a person feeling sickly and weak if they come in contact with it
A Genuine Lantern, enabling a second teleportation location to be placed!
A Blood Enchanted Weapon or Armor.
An Item from Home that a character might not normally find washing up on shore
The Lesser Prizes:
Players are encouraged to use their imagination on lesser prizes that could be won. Food. Supplies. Furnishings. Weapons. Tools. Clothing. Any number of valuable could be won throughout the month.
So, what's the catch? There's always a catch. Well, like any gambling hall, the saying goes that the House Always Wins. This isn't true universally. You could have a hot streak at the Craps table, or you might just win on your lucky number in Roulette. It is very possible to walk away with enough chips to win a big prize all in one night, or build up over time to claim such a lofty goal. But the trick is that commemorative chip. It's the admission, and it's also the only way you can leave the gambling den each night. The chip must be presented both at entry and leaving, and only then does the reality become clear. That chip is so valuable because it represents your life! You might literally be betting with your life here! Should you lose your chip and not have it at the end of the night, the impressive and powerful bouncers at the door will bar you from exit, and once the hall closes there is nowhere to go but the basement. Anyone who enters the basement after hours will find that their life is indeed forfeit, and their debt is called. They will die down below. How will they die? Well, considering the fighting pits down below, any of a thousand deaths, some more gruesome than others, are possible. And, if another player holds their chip, they will be given a special pass to remain below, to demand their price themselves.
So, if you lose your chip is it still possible to get it back? Absolutely! It is a gambling hall, after all. Someone just has to be willing to give it back, or to win it back from another player or the house. What could be simpler? Of course, because there are no compulsions in the commemorative chip, and no rules about how it is to be used or transferred other than that it must be won from the house in a fair game, it is almost as if the Moss King is testing his own guests to see just how far they will go, and what they will do if their life or the life of a friend is on the line.
FAQ:
Players are limited to one grand prize per character. Please record this prize on the prompt below.
Characters that die because of this event may die in any reasonable fashion in the basement. Tools are provided. This may be handwaved.
Because this event involves the potential of players bargaining for their lives and death, we remind players to be mindful and communicative with others regarding permissions and preferences during this event. Do not break permissions.
Lesser prizes can be won in quantity, but we ask that you be reasonable about this.
The Commemorative Chip is non-magical and there is no compulsion to gamble with it.
It is simply worth a lot more.
The Event is not age restricted, so underage gambling is possible.
The drinks and food are free for those attending, and even better? They don't seem to have a lot of strange effects. The drinks seem to ease the symptoms of corruption, in fact, and make a person more relaxed and at ease, along with lessening their inhibitions. The food is filling and pleasant, but salty, making one crave the drinks more. But, honestly, compared to Generosity's botched and spoiled food in January it's almost heavenly, even if it does make it easier to want to keep gambling and gambling. After all, those prizes for the big winners of the night are certainly something to behold, and the kinds of luxuries that Trenchies drool over.
The Big Prizes: (Maximum 1 big prize per character for the month)
The Lesser Prizes:
Players are encouraged to use their imagination on lesser prizes that could be won. Food. Supplies. Furnishings. Weapons. Tools. Clothing. Any number of valuable could be won throughout the month.
So, what's the catch? There's always a catch. Well, like any gambling hall, the saying goes that the House Always Wins. This isn't true universally. You could have a hot streak at the Craps table, or you might just win on your lucky number in Roulette. It is very possible to walk away with enough chips to win a big prize all in one night, or build up over time to claim such a lofty goal. But the trick is that commemorative chip. It's the admission, and it's also the only way you can leave the gambling den each night. The chip must be presented both at entry and leaving, and only then does the reality become clear. That chip is so valuable because it represents your life! You might literally be betting with your life here! Should you lose your chip and not have it at the end of the night, the impressive and powerful bouncers at the door will bar you from exit, and once the hall closes there is nowhere to go but the basement. Anyone who enters the basement after hours will find that their life is indeed forfeit, and their debt is called. They will die down below. How will they die? Well, considering the fighting pits down below, any of a thousand deaths, some more gruesome than others, are possible. And, if another player holds their chip, they will be given a special pass to remain below, to demand their price themselves.
So, if you lose your chip is it still possible to get it back? Absolutely! It is a gambling hall, after all. Someone just has to be willing to give it back, or to win it back from another player or the house. What could be simpler? Of course, because there are no compulsions in the commemorative chip, and no rules about how it is to be used or transferred other than that it must be won from the house in a fair game, it is almost as if the Moss King is testing his own guests to see just how far they will go, and what they will do if their life or the life of a friend is on the line.
FAQ:
I can only assume that M. Night told him to play as though he was stoned out of his mind.
It would be fine! Really!
"Oh, god, I know! I have him and Anjelica Huston to thank for my bisexual awakening when I was eight. Because wow."
Yes, fellow nerd, back to the current crisis.
And Lexi blushed bright red. "You're own spinning universe? Am I a pretty one, like the ones they took pictures of with the Hubble Telescope? And you are my own personal sun, always brightening things up even at their darkest."
Yes. Rest and more rest and grilled cheeses with tomato soup, her personal comfort food combo.
"All right. Whatever it takes to get you to my house so I can fuss over you properly."
Which made Lexi grin, even as Orville snuffled into her hair.
"It's not Trench if it's not annoying as heck, right?"
"Be Haley Joel Osmet, but more insufferable!"
Granted, Lexi's blood would come in handy to her RIGHT NOW, but she doesn't know that yet.
"Ooh, not a bad choice! Those two were pretty fantastic together! I think mine might have been, like, Shaggy and Velma from Scooby Doo? People were picturing them dating, I just thought Shaggy would be fun to hang with, and I'd help Velma solve mysteries."
And they would smooch, obviously.
"Are there actual UGLY universes? I guess that's kinda subjective. But you are my own, vast, beautiful universe of twinkling stars and infinitesimal possibilities."
Here, even sick, Luz did blush and get all starry eyed. "Aww! Thanks, Lexi!"
Ooh, Luz would not say no to that! Well, maybe the cheese.
"Believe me, I'm not going to try to put on a brave face. I'm gonna burrito myself under a blanket with stuffed animals, a tissue box and the best girlfriend in the world. Maybe some comfort movies too."
That sounded amazing. Being fussed over never sounded so...awesome.
"Now you're getting it!"
"Completely delete all emotions and emoting! Do EVERYTHING in the exact same dull tone!'
All in good time~~~
"I know! There was so much sexual tension between them and it was supposed to be a kids' movie? Clearly neither of them got that memo. And which version of Scooby-Doo, the original cartoon or the live-action? Because personally, I was more into Sarah-Michelle Gellar until I realized that dating Daphne would be like dating my sister or any of her friends. Ew."
"I dunno? Surely there's one out there that's like. One big expanse of sand-color. That wouldn't be very pretty unless you mentally zen garden the thing. But, you can't say that to me and expect me to not swoon, but I've got to stay steady on my feet for your sake!"
And Luz is beyond pretty when she does so, so win-win for Lexi!
BLTs with turkey bacon, then?
"Good. Because blanket burritos are terrific even when you're feeling good, they're even better when you're sick. And it's lucky that I have those two requirements as well. But, comfort movies can vary a lot. I mean, I'll watch Sharknado when I'm feeling bad because it's so dumb and over the top that I can't help laughing. But other people have, like, Legally Blonde or something." Which she burned out on fast thanks to certain people named Cassie.
Oh, there will be fussing and pampering and catering to!
"And it only took me a year. Go me," Lexi said with a laugh. "Now let's get outta here." And the arm around Luz's waist was staying there, even though she needed the other hand for annoying things like doorknobs.
And don't forget to wear the stupidest hat you can think of!
"Ah, you're talking about the movie, and it was fun, but I kinda liked the cartoons! Something kinda fun about the seventies flair. I think I liked Mystery's Inc. the most though, where they revisited a lot of the old seventies fun things, and Velma's way more intense because she's hiding the fact she prefers girls!"
Luz could write a whole paper on Mystery Inc.
"Also, Velma and Daphne were supposed to have a kissing scene, but the powers that be were all "ew gays" and in the second movie forced Velma into a het relationship. It kinda lost its magic with me after that. Shaggy was fun though!"
Luz giggled. "Sand colored maybe, but who knows, there might be explosions on the surface every hour or something, or maybe it has planets with several moons!"
Luz grinned. "Watching you swoon is my favorite thing though. You blush a really pretty color."
Luz did too, but obviously they weren't talking about her.
INTERESTING! Luz had never had turkey bacon!
"Great! I have a few favorites too, thanks to mom. I love The Dark Crystal, The Last Unicorn, The Black Cauldron...that is a lot of 'the's', huh? Well, I still love them! But we can do fun contemporary stuff too! I love seeing the kinds of things you like so we can talk about them later!"
Please. Luz is all about being pampered by her girlfriend.
"Hey. Magic takes time. As long as you know, that's progress. I knew you were too smart to let it defeat you for long anyway."
And never make eye contact with ANYONE. NO EXCEPTIONS!
"See, I don't think I ever saw that. When did it run, I might have to check it out. Especially if they stated the obvious fact that Velma likes girls. I mean, in the old seventies show she set off my gaydar even before I knew I had gaydar."
And Lexi rolls her eyes. "Of course they were all 'ew gays.' Of course they were! And that relationship was so forced and awful, it didn't help that the actors had all the chemistry of a box of rocks." Prompting many eye-rolls from mini-Lexi.
With a nod, Lexi said "Okay, that would make the sand colored universe a little more interesting. Especially if it had multiple moons all over the place. I hate that Earth only has the one, I'm jealous of the outer solar system, all of them seem to have, like. Twenty each. Not fair."
At that, Lexi turns that exact color and she can't help grinning. "Flirting with me while I'm trying to take care of you. I'm not sure if that's allowed. Or maybe it's necessary to ensure I take the best care of you? I was gonna do that anyway, but this helps."
100% better than pig bacon. And that's not just keeping kosher in mind.
"Those are good, too! What was it with the eighties, they had all of these awesome sci-fi and fantasy movies and in the nineties it just kinda stopped. No idea why, but it was weird. So let's stick to the eighties. Ever watch 'The Last Starfighter?'"
Which works because Lexi likes to pamper her girlfriend.
And that gets another squeeze around the waist from Lexi as she opens the door to the bookstore and gets ready to lock it behind them. "Well, now I can levitate stuff like a boss and I've practiced getting into the mindset for the others. But obviously I need a willing test subject for them." Because she wasn't about to just spring those on anyone.
I totally know what Twin Peaks is, but canonically I imagine Luz does not.
"I think it was the twenty teens. Far as Scooby lore goes, it's sorta recent. And they couldn't right out and say it, but it as fairly obvious she had a girlfriend in Hot Dog Water. Fun fact! Hot Dog Water's VA was Velma in the movie too!"
Nerd. Forever and always.
"The way I figure it, you either make Velma ace and all about mysteries, or you give her a girlfriend. And the girlfriend has to be on her level too. Trust me, you NEED to see Mystery Inc. Also, there are Twin Peak references, according to mom."
Whatever that show was.
"Hey, I like our moon! It's fun! It regulates the tides! But still, more than one would be interesting!"
Luz laughed. "Hey, I imagine I'm going to get pretty gross if you're going to take care of me. Might as well sweeten the deal!"
Right. Kosher. Luz was going to have to remember that. No pig.
"RIGHT?! Mom was pretty sad about that too, she loves her eighties films! The Last Starfighter? Hmm. No, but it sounds like something I'd be willing to watch!"
Aw. Lexi was the best!
Luz nodded. "Well, you know me, sweetie. My brain is an open book for you. All you gotta do is ask. Levitation? How long can you keep the object in the air?"
Twin Peaks = Best TV Show Ever. I may or may not have played Laura Palmer for 3 years.
"Oh. Really? Then, how the hell did I miss that, I was like peak viewing audience in the mid to late teens. Probably 'cause mom can't stop watching true crime shows and it's either learn to be entertained by murder or read a book." Lexi rolled her eyes affectionately. "I read a book. But I don't think I've seen that other show, is it good?"
"I want either loads of moons or loads of suns. Anything to make Earth seem cool. Like, Luke Skywalker didn't stare off into the distance staring at one setting sun, did he?" Because everyone knows that that was the height of cool. And no, she wasn't being ironic.
No pig, ever. She's heard she's missing out and she knows she's missing out because she didn't start keeping kosher until high school, but don't all religions require that? A little sacrifice?
"You've never seen it? Oh my god, it's so good! Kinda dude-centric, but it's easy to pretend that you're the special chosen one because the way this guy becomes the special chosen one is because he rocks at arcade games. And one of East Highland's few bright points is that it has an old-fashioned roller rink with an old-fashioned arcade. I wish I could take you there, introduce you to everyone. And then we could roller-skate to eighties hair metal until midnight. Perfect date ever," Lexi stated with conviction.
Sorry, she misheard her, she thought Luz said that Luz was the best?
"I know. But it's like invasive-invasive. I wanna make sure you're one hundred percent up for it. And, let's see...heaviest thing I've done was my couch for about fifteen minutes. Plenty of time to put someone in a time-out zone." They'd be flailing around mid-air for fifteen minutes and Lexi would be really really careful to not laugh at them. Much.
Depended on the infraction.
YAAAAS. POOR LAURA FORVER, BY THE WAY.
"I think more people should have been paying attention to that show! It was great, super referential, and it was one of THE most serious Scooby adaptations, with real stakes! It kinda elevated it to an actual plot driven show!"
Luz snickered. "Ah. So even though she forced you into it, you made lemon with lemonade. Very admirable. But if she's slightly to blame for how smart and witty you became, it can't be all bad."
Ooh. Multiple suns?
"Right, I remember that in Star Wars Luke was starting at several suns, but I think we're good with the one?"
Luz was Spanish, there was DEFINITELY going to be some pork happening. How else would you have pernil?
"No way, arcades? That sounds amazing! I want to see it now! That reminds me, gosh, there's this one anime, High Score Girl, all about a love triangle but SO much arcade stuff in the 80's! It's super fun, and you really get into the characters!"
Luz would be up for Lexi's movie first though!
"Oh, that sounds good! But I don't mind taking you on trips with the staff, or on the Fathiers."
Luz nodded. "All right hun. You'd know better than I do how strong you are. Too bad you can't just float me over to the house."
Lexi had already come so far, doing that would probably take a LOT of strength she might not have yet.
No worries, my Laura is now an expert archer, headed to Thedas to be a romanceable option for DA:D!
"Okay, we're gonna watch it together. After you get at least a twenty-four hour nap. At least. Don't argue with me, this is a thing which is gonna happen." OR ELSE.
"Yes, reading 'Wuthering Heights' has really helped me in my day-to-day interactions with my fellow maladjusted nerds." And Lexi thought a moment. "Actually? Maybe it has? Fuck me, I never wanted that to happen!"
Yes, multiple suns and/or moons FTW.
And turkey. Or tofu. Either were substitutions for pork, but for a dish like that, go with turkey.
"Yes, yes, arcades! All of the old-school stuff, none of the modern bullshit. I think the most modern thing they have is the first version of the Mortal Kombat arcade game. And I wouldn't have it any~~ other~ way~~." Lexi said smugly. "But I need to watch that anime yesterday."
All of the movies, all of the time. And speaking of, she needs to nut up about having a bad movie night, she's been talking about it for months. But Argonaut's month seems like the best time to do it, that Pthumerian seemed nice enough.
"And I don't mind being taken on trips! So, it's like a perfect arrangement," Lexi declared firmly.
"Well...if I keep you at about an inch height over the pavement, I should be able to manage it. The higher the float, the more energy I expend. Like running a 5K versus running a marathon. For the former, all I need is a granola bar or two once I get to the end. So if you wanna chill and let the friendly skies of Lexi take you, I'm okay with that." She said, entirely seriously.
There was no time like the needs to get the girlfriend to a safe space time to incentivize someone.
"DA:D?"
"Nah, I don't think I will. I still have to do the ritual, and if I'm like this, it's just going to make things worse. I WANT to say I'm still strong, but that won't help us."
And Luz couldn't shake the feeling that Riteior might WANT the person to risk health and possibly die so they couldn't continue the ritual.
"In that case, you give me an idea on what's going on in that book. I might pick it up one day!"
Goodness knows she didn't have anything better to do now than recover.
Sniff. Luz would miss pork. Hopefully turkey was a good alternative.
"Ooh, the graphics on those were pretty visceral! But I think I'd be too busy trying to roller skate if there was a rink, and then between the breaks I'd play in the arcade!"
Assuming she didn't break a leg out in the rink first.
"Oh, definitely do! It's a good story, and I like how the protagonist changes throughout the story."
Why hadn't they had a decent date night? They needed one! Preferably when they were both feeling well!
"Aladdin's got nothing on me!" Luz bragged, giving a wink before letting loose with another wheeze. Stupid sickness.
"I'm more than happy to ride on the Lexi Express, yes please."
Luz blinked. "That sounded more suggestive than I meant it to."
Dragon Age: Dreadwolf. My Laura became really close with a Dragon Age cast and chose to go there.
And Lexi says firmly. "If you're doing this ritual thing, you're doing it with me there. No offense, but you seem kinda...peaky? Like you've been awake for the past week with no rest. So we're getting that done to begin with. Rest.
I'm gonna put you in the guest room for now, so I don't bother you when I'm getting lunch ready for us."
If that was expressed to Lexi, she'd go from 'probably going with you' to 'absolutely, positively going with you.'
"Ehhh, most of the message isn't all that useful in the daily world? I mean, if I was Cathy, I'd consider myself justified in doing everything I do, but I'm not. So it's really more like learning what not to do. But still very well written."
Turkey is always a great alternative. Ever have turkey salami before? It will blow. Luz's. MIND.
"Oh, yeah. Tearing some dude's spine out? Traumatized for life. We'd probably have more fun playing turns on Pac-Man or that old side-scrolling Simpsons game in between skating to Whitesnake," Lexi says, kissing Luz fondly on the lips.
Fortunately, Lexi was a good skater and would help Luz along the way. Pairs skating is fun even when one of the pair is busy holding onto the wall.
They needed a decent date night, definitely. Maybe a picnic now that the weather was getting nicer? Even though it was still too cold by Lexi's California standards.
"I believe it," Lexi says, eyes sparkling, then turning to concern when Luz wheezes. "Okay, off to the guest room we go," she says, telekinetically lifting Luz about a foot off of the floor. Lexi's telekinetic grip is gentle, but firm, managing to tug the blanket back while still lifting Luz into the bed.
And Lexi grins, laughing. "Juuuuust a little bit. It's okay, though, happens to all of us. I'm sure I'll say something worse later on. But, rest. At least until I finish lunch."
Aw, cool! Sure better than what awaited her in the Return. "What year is it" indeed.
"That is a LOT of flowers."
Luz blows a raspberry in protest, but doesn't say no to the idea.
"To be honest, we need Darkblood anyway: we had to make do without one the last time, and we have all the other types. You might know some of the others: Scorpia, Vira Lorr, Michael, me and Ahiru. I might actually contact Vira again and see if she knows anything about what might help us heal from all of this...whatever."
Luz will take your word for it. She's literally too weak to do anything else anyway.
Ooh. Turkey salami? Luz would give that a shock. Would it actually be better than honey ham was the real question.
"I'd say s-wait, the Simpsons had an arcade game? I thought they just had some really bad old games no one liked playing!"
Girlfriend kisses. Luz was starting to feel better already!
Well, no she wasn't, but she did feel happier!
Hey, Luz would be HUGGING the wall. It just looked like she didn't know what she was doing
because she didn't!There were still plenty of good date things to do when it was cold! That way having a hot cocoa snuggled with your girlfriend was all the more appreciated!
"Whoop, here I go!"
Luz being carried? Always fun!
"As you wish, my beloved."
She might be weak, but that didn't mean she'd lost her charm.
Ugh, don't even get me started. Whatever David Lynch partook of to make that series, I want some.
And Lexi laughs. "Hey, this is the first time I got to decorate without having to clear it with Cassie first. If I want flowers, then damnit, I'm having flowers."
"I know everyone other than Ahiru, but isn't she one of your housemates I've been meaning to meet? So, multiple birds with one stone? I like the sound of that. And if it's Darkblood you need, I have plenty. And I want to help you." Said in the same tone as 'I love you,' because let's face it, that's pretty much what Lexi meant.
Better. Bad news about deciding to keep kosher, no more Cuban sandwiches. Good news, they can make turkey taste like just about anything.
"Yeah! It's mutli-player, too, but I always stuck to Bart 'cause beating the crap out of bad guys with a skateboard will always be hilarious."
Lexi would take happier with a hope for physically feeling better once the muffin kicked in and lunch was ready.
And since pretty much everything Luz did was darling in Lexi's eyes, she'd find that cute beyond words and do her best to make sure her girlfriend didn't take too many spills on the floor. Because, let's face it, landing on that slick, hard floor hurt.
That was a very good point. Hot cocoa and maybe a small fire for s'mores? And warmth in general. It was still too cold for Lexi's taste. She couldn't wait for summer.
Lexi laughed and said "Stop that, you're gonna make me drop you, then we're both screwed." But the smile on her face showed that there really was no chance of that.
And that made Lexi grin. "Smooth, Noceda. Smooth." And with another kiss, Lexi left Luz to relax while Lexi made the turkey bacon BLTs and tomato soup.
I watched it with my cousin who adores the whole series. So I like SOME things, don't love some.
"Decorating should be a personal thing! I'm biased, since I've been an only child, but I know what I'm talking about. The arts have always been a passion for me!"
She let out another long breath, sighing. Boy, this feeling sucked.
"I'm sure she'd want to meet you too! She's honestly one of the most adorable people I've ever met, and that's saying something! I feel like she doesn't get to go out a lot though."
Luz gives Lexi's hand a squeeze, just to show how much she appreciates this.
"Thanks hun! This will help a LOT of people if we're successful! And I'll remember it later, when I'm not feeling so gross."
In other words, you'll be peppered in kisses!
"Nice! I think I'd probably play Lisa, she was always my favorite character. What kind of weapon does she have in that game?"
Good idea, Lexi. Luz was adorable but also very accident prone. It's not something she loved about herself. She might be good at taking pain, but certainly not now.
Luz would forever argue the virtues of cold for winter, but Luz was certainly ready for spring. Winter had seemed particularly rough these few months.
"I can't help it!" Luz insisted, giggling. "I've gone a long time not being swept off my feet, and here it's literally happening!"
Luz took the kiss, then bundled up in the blankets, burrowing not unlike a small animal.
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"Me too, though I can't draw or paint or do anything like that to save my life. It's so cool that you can paint, though, I'd love to be able to do that. Even if it's just a dab of color here, some more there, and say that it's modern art."
At the sigh, Lexi gave Luz a concerned look. "Hey...want me to get you a thermometer? Maybe you've got the flu?"
"Really? That can be kind of hard to live like. Not that I'm one to talk," Lexi said with an awkward laugh. Not exactly the greatest social butterfly, herself.
And Lexi squeezed Luz's hand back, hoping to send her love and support through her grip.
"Both good reasons to help. Though, between us? I'd have been willing to help anyway." And Lexi winked.
Is that a promise?
"I'm pretty sure it's her saxophone, even though the idea of using a saxophone as a melee weapon is kinda horrifying. I mean, can you imagine the kind of damage which could be done just by one hit upside the head?" Lexi shook her head.
She shouldn't have to take pain at all, in Lexi's opinion. She was fully willing to go the violently protective girlfriend route.
Any cold was too cold for Lexi. East Highland was a suburb of San Francisco, cooler than much of the state, but they still got rain for winter, not snow. At least not usually. Sweater weather, not layer upon layer with a coat on top weather.
That made Lexi laugh hard. "Okay, okay, no more laughter fits while I'm getting you from point A to point B, okay?"
And the burrowing was beyond precious.
Actually it's a jump rope. For some reason. I know this as I ALWAYS played Lisa.
"You know, if you want, I could paint something for you. I haven't done it in a little while, the last few months have been kinda crazy, but we could call it a new project. You could be my Medici, and I'll paint you whatever you want."
Luz shook her head. "No, I don't think it's the flu. Remember, our blood is different now. We don't just GET sick. It'll likely be something connected to this place."
Luz smiled. "She finds a way. She's honestly a lot braver than people give her credit for. She's one of my favorite people. Kinda like you! You don't have to be a social person to still be incredibly loved."
She got it Lexi. Luz still felt incredibly lucky to have you.
"Then I should apologize. I should have asked you sooner. And thanks, ahead of time. This will hopefully help a lot of people.
It was a solemn vow!
"Boy, and she just wields it around? Lisa should have arms of steel at the end of all that! Heck, what is the saxophone made out of?"
You'd think that, but boy, had that been a reoccurring thing for Luz these past few months.
Luz would probably always expect a little old this time of year. She was on the East coast, and not in the Southern part. That was just expected.
"Aw," Luz pouted. "I like having some joy in my misery."
That was to be expected: Luz's last sister was a wolf. The two often slept on top of each other like pack animals.
Ack, I should have known that! I used to go to the arcade whenever mom and her evil parasite bowled
Lexi grinned. "Medici? Didn't the queen poison her rivals? I don't think I'm up for that," she teased.
"Right, right, I forgot. I swear, I never thought I'd miss simple stuff like the flu, did you? It's not like I can give you DayQuil for some blood b.s." Because literally nothing in Trench could be simple, could it? There was probably some law somewhere which said it couldn't.
"Aww, it's so sweet of you to say that. I'm trying to be better at the social thing, though. I mean, at this point it's kinda clear that I'm in for the long haul as the only one from my world." Which she was mostly fine with, even though she couldn't help thinking that Cassie and Rue needed to come here, both to get them away from bad influences.
As lucky as Lexi counted herself? Because she counted herself as incredibly lucky.
"It's okay. Really! Honestly for the longest time, I forgot I had Darkblood powers since they seemed so unpredictable. So I kind of did the repression thing. But if I can help someone else, especially a lot of someones, of course I'm in."
Lexi nodded. "It sounds like a good way to get a workout? Not that I'm pulling for people to whack others over the head with musical instruments. Some of them wouldn't even survive the first hit." Violins. She's thinking stringed instruments, mainly, except the piano. No one could pick that up.
Then Lexi has a word to put in with the Pthumerians. Words, actually. And those words were 'fuck,' and 'you.'
Cold. Cold. Entirely too cold. Bring on spring at the very least.
Lexi considered a moment. "Well. I think there have been studies where a positive attitude helps with recovery. At least it was on 'Inside Edition,' I'm not sure that qualifies as responsible journalism."
So cute!
LOL, parasite?? But yes, several years back you could actually play it on PS3. Miss those days.
"Actually, I was talking more about the Medici's that help finance people during the Italian Renaissance! They were patrons of the arts! They were the ones that commissioned Michaelangelo's work on the Sistine Chapel!"
Luz nodded. "If we're sick, it's probably some magical stuff. We're lucky though. In Deerington, if you died you came back, and before you were yourself again you had, like, the WORST case of flu. I threatened Varian within an inch of his life not to go out when he had that, but he did anyway!"
Oh boy, why is she thinking about this? Not only did it make her think of Varian, it ALSO made her think of Eda, as that was the last time she saw her mentor.
Luz wiped her eyes and nodded. "Hey, take your time! No rush. Besides, I ought to confess I'd love to jump at the chance to show everyone my amazing girlfriend. But you do you when you're ready!"
Luz couldn't help but laugh. "Oh, I do the same thing, but mostly because I have my GLYPH magic to work out. Without a teacher, I pretty much just have to keep puzzling over the way the glyph combinations work to make new magic. The only other kind I can do is make barriers, and that's thanks to Lysithea."
Another good friend (and employer) departed.
"Let's not ruin perfectly good musical equipment by breaking them on people. Imagine how much care it takes to assemble them to begin with, and usually they're pretty expensive!"
It was actually less of a Pthumerian situation and more corruption, which Luz wasn't even sure how much power the Pthumerians even had over it.
Spring DID reinvigorate Luz, or at least it would once she wasn't sick.
"I'm positive as all get out! That's a load of bunk!"
It would sound more impressive if Luz didn't look like an oversized worm.
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Lexi looked both horrified and grossed out. "You're kidding. You're kidding, right? 'Cause talk about adding insult to injury." Or more accurately, illness. But did it really count if it was caused by something bad already happening?
And Luz looked like she was feeling down, so she said. "...hey. Hey. Something you wanna talk about?"
Though, Luz had such a good way of making Lexi blush scarlet. "Well...if you want to show me off, don't let me stop you. Much."
"But, see, at least you have a reason for passing up blood abilities. You can already kick all kinds of ass on your own. So it's like a net positive thing, right? You have the abilities if you need them, if you don't it's not a big deal." At least that was how Lexi hoped the worked out for Luz. She honestly wondered how many people took full advantage of their blood abilities.
"Oh, I know. It's not even the instruments, it's the uniforms too. For a while in junior high, Cassie was really into being a majorette and the outfit cost a fortune." But in the meantime, when Lexi wanted to join band, her parents balked at the cost of renting the instrument. It had always been clear which side the bread was buttered on.
Lexi wouldn't have any real ideas, either, having managed to avoid it for the most part. But she didn't want to let her guard down, for fear that it would be asking the worst to happen.
Fortunately, Lexi had taken time to put in a backyard garden, there would be all kinds of flowers blooming soon.
"I know you are. Even when things are at their craziest, you always try and see a way through things. That's really kind of amazing, you know?"
Nah, a blanket burrito!
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Boy, if there was one thing Luz did not want to think about, it was that...and it was something she did have to tell Lexi about. She probably would too- she was taking such good care of her.
"Varian is the kind of person who needs answers, and he's not going to let something like feeling sick on the urge of death stop him."
He was just like that.
"Maybe. Yes. There's a lot I should talk to you about, because I know you'll listen and make of it what you will. But let's get more comfortable."
That would at least help Luz a bit.
"Good. I don't think you could get me to stop, mi preciosa."
Luz chuckled. "Oh sure, I kick culo NOW, but when I was first learning it was a struggle, and that was even worse when I was brought to Deerington. I had to earn every step of awesome magic I could manage. That's the only reason I don't know more about my Paleblood magic."
Luz grimaced. "Are you telling me those monsters cheated me out of seeing you in a cute band uniform? Truly the world is a cruel and unkind place."
That was a good way to look at things. Probably the best way, really.
Awesome!
"That's something people should prize more than they do. The person that's making everyone smile is giving them the strength to be amazing."
Nevermind that Luz was also on the OTHER side of that too, that even she needed strength from other people.
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"Oh. Gee, who does that remind me of? Anyone in particular," Lexi asked with a smile.
And whatever Luz wanted to talk about, Lexi would listen. She knew this place tended to drive people to their absolute worst impulses or willing to do extreme things to keep their friends and found families safe. And she knew she wanted Luz to feel comfortable with her, no matter what. "Okay, but rest first. The rest can wait until you're feeling better."
Lexi grinned. "You have the sweetest nicknames for me. I really need to step up my game."
"I guess the important part is that you learned, right? You were able to take something from home you already have and amp it up higher. When you've got something like that, I guess blood powers don't really seem as...necessary, I guess?" She wasn't sure she was putting it the right way, but after running scared for a year, Lexi didn't see herself as having much of an option anymore.
And Lexi laughed, ducking her head in embarrassment. "Oh no. There was nothing cute about those uniforms. For one thing, they all came with those giant white fluffy hats. The ones which make you look like you're wearing a tampon on your head. They were horrifying and everyone hated them, so my parents probably did me a favor."
"I know they--like a general they---should, hint hint. I'm thinking of someone right now who should be valued, can you guess who?" But the sparkle in Lexi's eyes made the answer even more clear than it obviously was.
Lexi had been so used to having to stand on her own that having someone to rely on was actually really cool.
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She might as well be truthful about it.
"What? I wouldn't be that crazy! At least, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't!"
Even though Luz was still thinking about how to do the ritual, sick as she was right now.
Luz nodded. Those serious conversations would happen once she was ready to tell her, just as she had to prepare herself to talk about the cannibals and the cave last time. That had taken time, and so would this.
"What can I say? You bring them out of me. You're just that great."
"I wouldn't say it's that, so much that developing that magic when I'm so far from where I would learn about it takes a lot of dedication. I was already learning it from scratch to begin with, but I at least felt a connection to what I was doing. Here, the idea of having another magic that I somehow have IN me is harder to think about. Personally, my own magic is always going to come first, since it's the one I started with."
Luz giggled. "See, now I'm even MORE curious how you'd look with them on! Somehow I feel like you'd still find a way to make them look cute!"
And now Luz is just blushing. "Uh. Your omens?"
She was being silly now, but Lexi was right in that Luz would absolutely have her back, whatever she needed.
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"I know, hon. But sometimes you do push yourself, so I worry. Not 'cause I think you're not strong enough, I know you are. But there's already so much going on and I know sometimes you spread yourself a little thin. Though, I guess that's what I'm here for?" To worry and care and feed her, when deemed necessary.
Which was fine, since Lexi was going to help to provide the Darkblood as well as watch Luz's back. So everything was going to be fine.
And Lexi was becoming convinced that not only was she going to stay the only one from her world, but maybe she wasn't ever going back. And she was surprisingly okay with that, in no small part thanks to Luz. So Luz could take all the time she needed, Lexi would be there to be a listening ear and someone to lean on.
"Mmm-hmm. Je t’aime, mon amour."
"Okay," Lexi nodded. "That's sensible. I mean, it seems like a lot of people already come in with their own powers and abilities and they lean on one side or the other. Assuming that the other isn't permanently fubar'ed by their blood type. But I'm glad for you, that you're finding new and interesting ways to learn and use your magic all of the time. It's really cool."
And Lexi gaped, smiling anyway. "Ohhhh, no! No, no, not gonna happen. Seriously that hat alone was worth driving over repeatedly and it turns out that I really suck at woodwinds, they probably saved themselves a fortune by going with Cassie."
"--not exactly?! Sorry, I meant that you're light and worth being around. Not that our Omens aren't, but I was being people-centric. At least for now." And Lexi was blushing bright red, looking at a fixed place on the wall.
And Lexi was always one to fall for the blushy parts. Always. She'd given up on trying to avoid blushing on a regular basis.
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Luz had to admit that. Hurting Lexi was just about the last thing she wanted to do. At the same time, she understood that Lexi wouldn't want to go hurting anyone either, anymore than Luz would want to. It was a situation Luz hoped would honestly never come up, but who knew, given how things could come about in Trench?
"I do tend to do that, huh? When we were first talking, that was what Ahiru was yelling at me about, jumping into things that wind up hurting me and other people around me. But I can't help it. I've gotten to know a lot of people in these worlds, and if there's a way I can do something, I want to try."
And Luz knew this would be a taxing thing for anyone dating her, so she did feel a little guilty about it. The last thing she wanted to do was exhaust her girlfriend.
Luz would be grateful, and even more so if Lexi happened to also provide the blood to help Luz right now, thought neither of them knew that would be the help she needs right now.
"Ooh, that is nice," Luz practically purred. "I know what those words mean. I love you too."
Luz nodded. "It's always an ongoing process. I can find out more ways to use my magic by combining the right glyphs, but some are more complicated than others. It takes a lot of work. I'll try to learn more about my Paleblood eventually, but the glyphs have to take center stage for me."
Luz giggled. "I guess we won't be musicians anytime soon then. We'll have to settle for being aspiring artists and bibliophiles."
Luz had no issue with that!
"I know you meant me. I was just being difficult."
Luz stuck out her tongue, a gesture to let her girlfriend know she was being silly. She might have even picked that up from Eda!
Good! Luz was just as susceptible though.
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It was impossible to know, especially with this new faction making things even messier than they needed to be. Lexi had no real love for the Pthumerians, but she figured it was better the devil she knew versus the devil she didn't. And this new faction was absolutely the devil she didn't, and to be treated with absolute distrust until proven otherwise. If they even cared about that.
"Oh, hon," Lexi melted. "I know you do. It's on my list of many reasons why I love you. But sometimes...I really hate to say this, but sometimes you need to be selfish. Actually, no, looking after yourself isn't selfish. Because if you can't take care of yourself, how can you do it for anyone else?" And Lexi was well aware that she could be used as the ultimate hypocrite, taking care of her family and Rue first back home, but there the stakes were lower.
And Lexi would counter with that she should be the judge of that. Especially after so many months not doing what she should be doing. But that was coming to a close, she was strong. She was powerful. She could do this.
Well, as her mother's parents liked to quote as they chortled over wine coolers, hindsight was fifty-fifty.
"Good," Lexi practically purred. "How 'bout this, ma moitié?" That one was tricky. A lot more tricky, especially as Lexi couldn't come up with its equivalent in Spanish.
"Which makes sense. It's your magic from your world from people you care for. If you do decide you wanna do more with paleblood, I'm all ears. But if not? Don't let anyone push you the other direction," Lexi said firmly.
And Lexi smiled lovingly. "I can think of far worse things to be. Especially when you add 'girlfriends' to the list."
"Okay, okay," Lexi lifted her hands in a mock-surrender. "It's just that it's sometimes hard for me to tell, considering my sister and my mom and my best friend back home." "It's like 'what do you mean? What do you not mean?' like I'm some kind of human magic 8 ball." But her grin took any bite out of the words.
And Lexi gave a look of mock-shock at the tongue, leaning in to growl playfully, "Don't make me deploy the tickle-torture."
Too bad they made each other blush on a regular basis!
Totally playing "I'm not in Love" by 10CC as I write this
see, all I can think of is the Tori Amos cover, which is CREEPY
It's like a low-key Nine Inch Nails song!
makes sense since Tori and Trent were close back in the day!
"Past the Mission!" A great song AND video!
Absolutely! And all of Tinya's keywords are taken from Tori songs!
Ooh, nice! "Happy Workers" is very underrated!
I keyword according to the artist I was consuming the most of when I fell. ❤
Ooh! Who do you associate Luz with then??
That's pretty hard, given that I usually play m/f! I'll think about it!
When it comes to you, of course!
Melissa Etheridge is too easy and I don't like the Indigo Girls!
I see you and raise you an Ani Difranco!
Oooh, hadn't thought of her! That could work!
See, there we go! And Ani's got the superior "32 flavors!" Alannah Miles, feh.
wow, that's a blast from the past with alannah miles!
And now I feel dumb since I actually MEANT Alanna Davis, not Miles.
it's okay, we all make mistakes. myself included. ;)
Ty very much!
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Ah, problematic Alan Moore. Also, I totally took offense at Susan's "fate" in The Last Battle.
So did I! So I'm playing Queen Susan in another game with absolutely no intention of 'canon updatin
That's the way to do it! Wooo!
'oh, is this YOUR character? hmm? MINE NOW."
Well that's what you get for pushing Christian allegory over actual character development!
Yeah, it's weird, baby me didn't get the allegory at all and now it's all but jumping up and down!
Oh, I had rose colored glasses about Narnia for years. It hits different now!
so did I! but the his dark materials answer to it rang hollow to me as well.
They're both stories with kids pigeonholed into big things without really TALKING about being kids:(
Pretty much! And I'm a pantheist so neither option seems appropriate to me.
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