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[mind_blown]

"This is Jason. Leave a message.

Or don't. I don't care."

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[mind_blown]

hey
u verifying im alive

[neigh_sayer]

In a way, but given we're in hell I wouldn't be surprised if the dead could text!

[mind_blown]

surprise
i lived

[neigh_sayer]

Yaaaaaaaaaaaay it's a freaking miracle

I wanna see you!!

[mind_blown]

ill head back to the hotel.
unless u got a better idea

[neigh_sayer]

Oooh, are you out? I could meet you.

Or you can come chill in our ballpit!

[mind_blown]

gonna have 2 pass on the ball pit chief
ill just come 2 u

[neigh_sayer]

okok

I'll be waiting!

[mind_blown]

[WHEN HE COMES— it won’t even be to the balcony :(

No more climbing until he gets officially healed.]

Hey. Open up.

[neigh_sayer]

--!

[was in fact waiting at the balcony, but opens up. if he hasn't been to alcheme before, pay no mind to the all crystal, giant mirror, fog machines, water fountain, and literal moat full of pillows]

Oooh, knocking on the door like a normal person? You must be beat.

[mind_blown]

Something like that.

Probably not a good time to ask for healing while everyone’s on edge.

[and he doesn’t want to point out he did a thing? Though at least he can walk normally, even if he’s taking care to not jostle his shoulder]

[neigh_sayer]

[grabbing some pillows out of the moat and leading him to crystal couch]

Honestly just say ya got drunk and punched a mirror, no one will bat an eye.

[mind_blown]

I’ll take that under advisement.

Won’t explain the ribs, but it’s a start.

[neigh_sayer]

The mirror had a fist! It's too confusing for them to ask questions!

Sooooo, I see you guys managed to sneak in, and got poofed out whole! So what happened?

[mind_blown]

[he considers.]

Well, we met the Game Tower. Griffin tazed himself over and over, and I smooth talked her into not killing us.

[neigh_sayer]

[a beat]


I'm sorry, the Game Tower is sentient now, or. . .?

[mind_blown]

Yeah.

[among other things he won’t discuss here.]

[neigh_sayer]

[totes fine tho c can't help but prod]

NEATO.

So like, disembodied voice, a presence, squishy parts. . .? Is she hot?

[mind_blown]

Shrink yourself and go find out.

Though, maybe don’t, I’m not promising to smooth talk her out of killing everyone, and there are only so many deals I can make.

[neigh_sayer]

I'll pass, thanks.

But you made a deal, huh? That's more than smooth talking.

[mind_blown]

Yeah. But it’s not as serious as some of the deals I’ve heard have happened...

[not naming names here.]

[neigh_sayer]

You'd be surprised.

Sooo, while that is awfully curious, I'm guessing you didn't find Hurricane and Nem there, right?

[mind_blown]

They’re in the ghost murder house. House of Mirth, I think she said. Which isn’t connected to her anymore.

So found ‘em, no clue how to get to ‘em.

[neigh_sayer]

Ooh, so it was connected to her once. . .? That raises a lot of questions.

Well, no need to fret, according to B they're back safe as of today.

[mind_blown]

Sure.

[he shrugs.]

I'm not particularly close to either of them, but that'll make Griffin feel better.

Anyway, honestly, I would prefer who met her under wraps. Or even that she exists-- though I figured Griffin would start talking.

The thing she asked me to do has to do with Bad End. And honestly, them not knowing will make my part of this whole thing a hell of a lot easier.