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[crossmyheartandhope]

Hey, what's up? It's me, do the message thing.

[BEEEP]

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[probly 147 at some point]

[neigh_sayer]

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Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[There's a delay of maybe half an hour or so. Then:]

hurricane: hey

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[neigh_sayer]

HURRICAAAAANE hi

where are youuuuu

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[crossmyheartandhope]

hurricane: im out rn
hurricane: what's up

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[neigh_sayer]

I wanna talk! to you!
but I guess we can text! it's not like i'll say anything DEVILISH
I'd neeeever compromise a sweet Angel like youuuu ♥

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[crossmyheartandhope]

["hurricane is typing" shows off and on for a few minutes. Then:]

hurricane: that kinda conversation huh

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[neigh_sayer]

Wow, it's like you can read my mind~

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[crossmyheartandhope]

hurricane: is txt really ok

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[neigh_sayer]

Depends on how risky you feel

but if you don't want me to find your hiding spot, you can come up to AlcheMe.

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[crossmyheartandhope]

hurricane: i got plenty of hiding spots
hurricane: give me half an hour tho
hurricane: i can go there

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[neigh_sayer]

Take your time, I'll be here. With snacks! All the snacks.

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[It's almost an hour before the next texts comes.]

hurricane: hey get ur door

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[neigh_sayer]

[DOOR CLICKS but--doesn't open for a moment]

Close your eyes!

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Closes? His eyes??]

...uh. Okay?

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[neigh_sayer]

[unsure if hurricane is over his kitchen trauma, and also alcheme is like, 90% reflective crystal. Also with a giant fucking wall mirror right in the center]

[DOOR OPENS and he's tugging him in]

I can't let you see the way to my secret base!

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Keeps his eyes closed.]

Oh, uh. Sure.

[He looks... pretty rough, tbh. He has changed clothes and bandaged the worst of the wounds, but he has not actually been home long enough to shower, and he is decidedly down a leg and working with a makeshift crutch.]

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[neigh_sayer]

[BUDDY...........

u know what

JUST FUKKIN SHRINKS HIM AND SCOOPS HIM UP. TO C'S ROOM!!! Gonna sat him down and regrow him.

his room is still crystal but he's been back 2 days now and has promptly pulled shit out everywhere; such a white board with scribbles, outfits everwhere, furbies, horrible dolls, broken puppets, feathers, masks, rope that leads to ??? and just, whatever other mess he's had time to make.

He heads to his closet]

Okay, it's fine now.

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Opens his eyes again, and - blinks. At all the stuff.]

...secret base, huh?

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[neigh_sayer]

Almost. [waves his hand. HOBBLE INTO THE CLOSET, FRIENDO]

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[H... hobbles into? The closet??]

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[neigh_sayer]

[in the closet!


except actual stepping through, it's a big ol' prop room. There are mannequins, super low quality costumes, stuff for making school play style set pieces, and so many prank items. Just, so many. Fake mustaches, wigs, rubber chickens, silly snakes, you name it, it's probably there.

C takes a seat on a few boxes]

Ta-daaa! Whaddya think?

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Looks like you stepped your game up.

Where'd you even get all this stuff?

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[neigh_sayer]

Most of it came with the upgrade! I figure if I'm gonna do a bunch of big Lives, I might as well have a room dedicated to it, y'know?

But speaking of thinking big! You still have big plans too, huh?

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean... not so much. Not anymore.

Re: [probly 147 at some point]

[neigh_sayer]

Eeeeh? What happen?

Gimme details, subordinate! Spill your heart out!