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itscurtains2020-07-25 05:44 pm
madgiganticfeelings) wrote in itscurtains2020-07-25 05:44 pm
Love's no good but it sure beats the hurt
[That was... Christine can only call it the most horrible thing she's seen so far, with that familiar dread that says something worse may come. Four people have died. Four friends Christine had trusted in and relied upon. And four more people she cares about have turned into memories and painful reminders of her failure to do anything meaningful here.
And Christine wallows in that. God, does she wallow. But she also knows that those painful ghosts of the people she loved relied on her to keep getting back up when the world knocked her down. And she has to keep going, if only to honour there memories.
The note she slides under each person's door is very simple, the bright orange gel pen somehow seeming duller in the wake of mourning:]
Food is in the dining hall.
Please come have something, or I'll track you down in an hour and force feed you.
If there's anything at all you need, please come talk to me. We shouldn't have to suffer alone.
-Christine
[There's a few dishes Christine knows how to make: lo mein and beef stew, some simple sandwiches as well. There are almond cookies after the more filling foods are prepared.
Off to the side is a plate with a few dumplings and... what looks like mashed turnips? An odd combination, but they were Angus' favourite.
And Christine is true to her word. If you don't come in an hour, she'll find you. In fact, she makes rounds around the opera house pretty much every hour, checking each room, and... maybe singing softly to herself as she goes.]
O god,
I can't stay, I won't stay for things left unseen
I can't stay, I won't stay, this end has no means
I can't stay, I won't stay, you were just a dream
A sweet sweet dream
You were a dream
But not my dream...
[Speaking of dreams, someone should convince her to go to bed.]
And Christine wallows in that. God, does she wallow. But she also knows that those painful ghosts of the people she loved relied on her to keep getting back up when the world knocked her down. And she has to keep going, if only to honour there memories.
The note she slides under each person's door is very simple, the bright orange gel pen somehow seeming duller in the wake of mourning:]
Food is in the dining hall.
Please come have something, or I'll track you down in an hour and force feed you.
If there's anything at all you need, please come talk to me. We shouldn't have to suffer alone.
-Christine
[There's a few dishes Christine knows how to make: lo mein and beef stew, some simple sandwiches as well. There are almond cookies after the more filling foods are prepared.
Off to the side is a plate with a few dumplings and... what looks like mashed turnips? An odd combination, but they were Angus' favourite.
And Christine is true to her word. If you don't come in an hour, she'll find you. In fact, she makes rounds around the opera house pretty much every hour, checking each room, and... maybe singing softly to herself as she goes.]
O god,
I can't stay, I won't stay for things left unseen
I can't stay, I won't stay, this end has no means
I can't stay, I won't stay, you were just a dream
A sweet sweet dream
You were a dream
But not my dream...
[Speaking of dreams, someone should convince her to go to bed.]
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i'll ask her next time i see her but tbh we're not? friends???
she literally just appears when I almost die under mysterious circumstances
and like 20 minutes ago when she told me to text u which makes me think she maybe definitely does know about ur thing
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can i get a name though it doesn't have to be a real name it can be your gamertag for all i care i just dont wanna call you nbj forever
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nbj???
ur bad at names
idk if we're starwarsing just call me chewie
graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh
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also ftr this phone thinks its march you said april and someone gave my friend a cupcake for her july birthday
i just realized i never explained why i asked you
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like, beetlejuice?
[YOU HAD BETTER STOP CHEWIE RIGHT THIS MINUTE]
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I CENSORED IT FOR A REASON CHEWIE
CLAU IS GONNA GHOST KICK MY ASS IF I SUMMON A DEMON AGAIN
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BEETLEJUICE IS REAL????????????????????
[it's fine, that wasn't three times unbroken]
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then sometimes the devils like "try the forbidden name for the wifi pass" and youre like "i dont have an reason not to do that"
i am not a smart man
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ur lucky i've seen some weird shit
i mean like sure this might as well be a thing
i just tried to summon him tho and he did not appear so actually this is very unfair
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anyway were stuck in the opera house and its a musical so theres that
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don't judge beetlejuice he can't help being dead
also I think you're in a time warp? or another dimension? this is some star trek shit