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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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inventory bc i don't know where else to put this:

cursed chihuahua papers

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[ It bounces off his head and continues along its pathetic journey, thudding onto the blanketed floor and tumbling into a pile of pillows before it finally comes to a rest, face down. Dead.

Elysium regards it with quiet mourning. ]

See what I mean? You turned him into a projectile.

[paenitete]

[ NARROWS HER EYES ]

You're not saying you were saving them from me, right?

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Didn't the two I handed you remind you of Cardinal Lemuen and Miss Mostima?

[paenitete]

[ throws another one at him ]

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[ He can't throw the Badtz-Marus… but he can throw the regular ol' pillows on the floor.




they're just having a pillow fight now ]

[paenitete]

[ she drops the duffel bag THEY ARE PILLOW FIGHTING ]

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[ the imagery of them just doing this as thorns watches. or maybe thorns has already left…

wahoo ]