"Right, right... thank you Finley. I love you."
Mila looks over to Finley, and after a moment's visible hesitation she hugs her, holding on gently. For all Finley's reassurance, though, something is still ticking away in Mila's brain. She can't allow herself to make the same mistakes; Finley won't forgive her endlessly.
I need to update these things more oftenWell, I dunno about you guys but I'm gettin' outta here. I need some fresh air... (Marsha begins heading towards the entrance to the Bedsheets.)
Marsha, don't we have to wait for everyone else? (I ask.) We probably need Andy to get out of here anyway.
(Marsha groans and turns back.) Oh boy...they'd better get up soon...
(I turn to Marlon.) So...uh...did you sleep okay last night, dude?
"Hey, least I didn't lose all my artistic talent when I crash landed in the arena here."Well...good.
(I feel very bad for Marlon. I know it's going to be a while before we can put everything painful that happened yesterday behind us.)
I slept okay last night, too, all things considered. (I say.) I mean, I had some really crazy dreams that wound up causing me to embarrass myself upon waking up, but it was a pretty good night for me, too.
(Delilah taps her foot on the ground.)
"Hey, least I didn't lose all my artistic talent when I crash landed in the arena here."It was really weird... (I say.) I was strapped to an operating table as Serris and the Kapitani were trying to drain the human knowledge from my head, but then I escaped and somehow managed to turn them both into the Chairgon, like they fused together and became him, and then he turned into Ripley. Then for some reason I was hanging on to a tree on a tall rock formation in the middle of the ocean, except it turned out the "tree" was actually Delilah...I knew us sharing a bed was going to wind up being a bad idea....
(Delilah looks sheepish herself.)
"Hey, least I didn't lose all my artistic talent when I crash landed in the arena here."
Purrloin Jani by shrubBird
*outside (someone's) room is a letter from Jani saying*
Hevea needed me back in Silversand, said it was urgent. I've headed out this morning to do so. Sorry for suddenly disappearing like that.
Miss you guys,
Jani
edited 17th Sep '17 6:41:53 PM by sarysa
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus.The night before...
PJ: "Okay, think I'll take the chance then. Thanks for hearing out such an awkward request, man."
*Before long I'm lying down on his stomach and we're both drifting off to sleep. It's sort of an odd comfort. Just the other day I felt so betrayed by and disgusted with Eliot, and yet now it feels like nothing's changed since our very first night in this world. Well, nothing between us at least (abduction notwithstanding), aside from that, each day has brought so much madness with it... I just want one day where I don't have to fight for my life and whatever loose status quo there is isn't drastically changed.*
*My dream that night was vivid compared to the usual dreams I had, but not unsurprisingly so. The earliest I could remember of it was a bit of a ways in. I was lying down in a field of flowers, human again, and very content despite the underlying feeling of dread that permeated the area. It was so idyllic; the sun and periwinkle gently peeking out through the clouds, the soft breeze that caressed my skin... I knew full well what was wrong, and yet I was not acting against whatever it was. I simply lay there, accepting the inevitable oblivion. And this oblivion came in the form of a monstrous swarm of black insects. The kind, I was never certain of, but when I heard their droning buzz, I got up instantly. I stared them down, and in the back of my mind, there was still one fleeting command that remained despite my surrender: "Run". So run I did, turning tail toward the swarm and sprinting as fast as I could. But as expected, I could not escape the swarm, and it overcame and swallowed up me and my surroundings. Strangely, the swarm passed over me in a second's time, leaving me in a pitch black void, having been returned to the Ribombee form I had known for just shy of the past two weeks. I reached my hand out toward the swarm, only to be stopped by a familiar voice.*
Belladonna: "Paddy?"
*I froze up as Belladonna wrapped her arms around me. Her touch was cold, unnaturally so, and I could barely let out so much as a whisper in return.*
PJ: "I'm... I'm not your..."
Belladonna: "Oh, Paddy, aren't you simply humorous? Of course you're mine. You've been mine since the moment we locked eyes and you'll be mine until the end of time. And there's nothing you can do to change that~."
PJ: "No. Leave me alone! You're supposed to be dead, and that's the end of it!"
Belladonna: "Wrong. I'll never leave you, Paddy. I was meant to be yours, we were meant to be one. I can't just let you go so easily, can I?"
PJ: "I don't care, you have to go. You had your fun, you've fucked with me enough, you were made into a bloody splatter, why are you still here to torment me?"
Belladonna: "Because I love you, plain and simple. You think death's enough to keep me from you? Sweetheart, didn't we promise to be together forever?"
PJ: "That wasn't me promising anything, that was you putting words in my mouth."
Belladonna: "What does it matter who put them there if the mouth they came from was still yours?"
PJ: "I hate you! Have you not gotten that yet?"
*Belladonna slithered around me until her face was so close to mine that I could hardly see anything else. My heart raced, though I did my best to maintain composure. I would not show weakness in the face of this demoness.*
Belladonna: "I think you're lying."
*And then she kissed me again, this time sticking her tongue, which was disgurstingly like that of a butterfly's, into my mouth. It was massively uncomfortable in the few seconds it lasted before she pushed me away from her and I plummeted endlessly through the abyss.*
Belladonna: "Think of what we could've had, Paddy! A kingdom to ourselves, full of others we've shared our blessing with! Why would you reject a thing of such beauty, my love?"
*I could say nothing as I fell listlessly through the blackness around me, which slowly transmogrified into cascading flames. I could vaguely make out the silhouettes of Finley, Eliot, Marlon, Mila, Niles, and some of my other friends burning to a crisp, but that was all I could bear to watch before I forced myself to escape this horror.*
*I wake up abruptly to the dullish purple sight I had fallen asleep to. Eliot's fur is clutched tightly in my hands and my breathing is tense. Guess that little remark about seeing her in my nightmares was more prophetic than I thought... I slowly crane my head up to see Eliot's, and I whisper to him.*
PJ: "El? You up yet?"
edited 17th Sep '17 4:12:14 PM by CaliburnAbsoluteEX
Are you ready? Go live!Heh, I bet there is! (I chuckle, playfully thumping Marlon on the head with my antennae.)
(Marsha, who has been pacing up and down the hallway in boredom, comes back to the four of us with a small piece of paper.) Hey, Giggles left a note...I think she had to bounce.
(She hands the note to Marlon and I.)
edited 17th Sep '17 4:10:34 PM by kablammin45
"Hey, least I didn't lose all my artistic talent when I crash landed in the arena here."I open one of my eyes to see who's awake. Marlon, Goobert, Delilah, and Marsha are certainly wide awake. However, it seems like Dana just woke up. "Rise and shine," I grumble, keeping my other eye closed.
If I don't clash, I don't change. The world ends at my borders, and the best moments slip away.That's a bummer...we'll definitely miss her... (I say, sadly.) On the other hand, maybe Del, Marsha, Benji and I will bump into her whenever we go back to Silversand. I hope she does okay, whatever it was she had to do.
edited 17th Sep '17 4:18:02 PM by kablammin45
"Hey, least I didn't lose all my artistic talent when I crash landed in the arena here."Wow, Phil...you look like you could use a nap, just saying. (I say. I realize that Benji's catchphrase is starting to rub off on me. Marsha puts a hand on top of Philly in an attempt to stop his spinning.)
(Delilah has been mostly silent this whole time.)
"Hey, least I didn't lose all my artistic talent when I crash landed in the arena here."

HEY! ANYONE ELSE UP?! (Marsha yells over the racket.)
Marsha! Shush! (Delilah quickly says.) They may not want to be woken up, yet.
That down there hasn't woken them up already? (Marsha grunts. Nevertheless, she quickly spits out a quick " Sorry...")
(Benji climbs down off of Delilah and shifts back into his usual form.)
Ah, bein' small is nice, but bein' my good ol' four-foot-eleven is even better...so, what are the plans for today, fellas? (Benji asks.)
"Hey, least I didn't lose all my artistic talent when I crash landed in the arena here."