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HELLO

"You've reached Elysium! Lost? Need an ear? I'm your guy! I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

GOODBYE

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and then they were roommates

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[ Just to set the scene—they probably are sleeping on the floor these days, the bed taken over by the Badtz-Marus from when Elysium carried out his grand Goodbyekitty Temple heist. There are layers upon layers of blankets, thin mattresses, and pillows from when the maze was themed around sloth and Bostco!

It's cozy. There are snacks scattered around and probably a pile of their regain boxes on the side, but it's not overly messy… probably. Makes this a general catch-all for our roommate shenanigans at least until Fiammetta gets tired of their antics and moves out, but until then… they are roomies! ]

pre-party

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[ He probably kicked out Thorns and Fiammetta at some point for "renovations." We can go as all-out or as minimal as we want on this, I just wanted to have this here… ]

What do you guys think? Pretty good job if I say so myself! We could even fit in one more if we really wanted to.

[ They even have glow-in-the-dark stars on their ceiling. wow. ]

[oversea]

Sure.

[ what is he even saying sure to? who knows. ]

[paenitete]

[ DON'T JUSR SAY SURE ]

I think there's enough for now. More importantly, why does this place look like it's more for a slumber party than another roommate? ...And what's all of this on your bed?

[ BADTZ-MARU? ]

[oversea]

He just chose to do that.

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[ badtz-maru is their landlord now ]

Since I've already foreseen the arguments on who'll take the bed, I figured it might as well be put to some use. Cute, isn't it?

[ The biggest one is tucked in comfortably… while the babies are all lined up along the side. Hehe. ]

[paenitete]

You actually tucked it in...

[ she carefully navigates the spread of blankets and pillows on the floor and walks to the bed, her heavy duffel bag still over her shoulder.

she picks up one of the smaller badtz-marus and studies it. ]

You really did get all of these just because I said this looks like Thorns, didn't you?

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[ What is he, a heathen? ]

If other people thought the same way you do, they'd end up getting one just to air their grievances.

[ Elysium is probably the only one who thinks this. ]

It was an act of mercy.

post-party

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[ Sometimes you throw up the contents of your stomach and that just starts a chain reaction going on everywhere else. I assume Fiammetta will stick around for the party and it'll just be him and Thorns for a while, so who cares needs tag order when we can be lawless.

He dies.

(I wish) ]

[oversea]

[ it's... fine...

thorns will just clean him up, get him into other clothes, and force the medication into him. it's all good. he is full of so much rage. ]

You're going to sleep in the bed tonight.

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The plush toys…

[ This


clearly is what matters right now. Or rather, what matters is distracting Thorns from the anger practically radiating off him, a hand gently finding its way to his sleeve. ]

[oversea]

They'll survive on the floor.

[ he sighs, before lifting his free hand to place over elysium's forehead. temperature check... if he feels warm thorns will double check with corazonix but he is trying to be good and not immediately jump to it... ]

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[ i rolled a dice to determine how bad it'd be and i got an 8, so it could be better more than it could be worse—but it's fine! Yeah! He's warm to the touch, but at least he's not burning up. Not yet, anyway. ]

… Sorry to make you worry again. [ … He leans his forehead against Thorns' hand, closes his eyes. ] You'll stay with me, right? You won't go anywhere?

[oversea]

Why are you apologizing to me?

[ he's supposed to fuss... well. whenever fia comes by thorns figures he can ask her to go get anything they might need. ]

And where else would I go?

[paenitete]

[ she is pointedly staying away from the room after what she saw... makes her send a text to thorns. let her know when it's safe to come back. ]

[oversea]

[ he will text her whenever he and elysium are done being annoying ]

post-party sunday

[selfconcept]

[ The next morning or whenever Elysium decides to step out of his room for whatever reason (maybe it's for the bathroom i'm not the boss of you), he'll see the ruby-red scissors on the ground right at the foot of the door, sheathed in plastic so that no one accidentally hurts themselves with it for however long it's been there on the ground. There's a folded note that's wrapped with the pair of scissors. It reads:

Live with the consequences of your actions.

Goodbye, Elysium.

He doesn't accept this gift. No, he doesn't want a refund, but he sure as hell is returning it. ]

voice; after party

[lucentia]

[sniffles]

Elsyium... I'm sorry, I'm a terrible friend. How are you feeling?

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[ elsyium… i see ]

Huh? Why are you sorry? We all——had a little too much to drink, I think! Don't think too much of it.

[lucentia]

[STOP MY TYPO]

I called Thorns and I didn't even think to ask about your state until moments in...

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I just had a little something stuck in my throat and Hien was nice enough to help me sort it out, you see. Thorns tends to worry, yeah? You probably already know that. But I'm in perfect condition now! Sorry if it ended up putting a damper on the party's vibes.

You ended up checking up on me anyway, didn't you? You're the furthest thing from a terrible friend, my man.

[lucentia]

Hien helped you out by punching you...?

[is just sober enough to doubt this but also just drunk enough to maybe accept this.]

[transmit]

It triggered my gag reflex! Yeah! What a way to, right?

[ something something all's well ends well ]

[lucentia]

I suppose Hien's methods are often unorthodox...