catch-all: mollymauk.

[toesies]

one day a shitpost will go here

Comments

saturday, week three.

[toesies]

[Rec room it is! Please tell me he hasn't gone full Gluttony, because otherwise it's going to make the fact that she casually slides up to him terrible.]

So... How are we feeling about tonight?

[headmt]

[he's gone

half gluttony

he is very industriously petting this cat, who seems to be just fine with this. cross-legged in one of the beanbag chairs while frumpkin is purring and purring in his lap.]

Mixed bag! I mean. Did catch someone. On the other hand, I can't say I didn't think about going after Douman myself.

[toesies]

[Hmmmmm... She joins him, plopping down on the nearest beanbag.]

... I noticed a lot of people felt that way.

[headmt]

Well, they were batshit insane, so I can't say I'm surprised.

[wow just say how you really feel.]

Charming, but batshit. I wasn't going to-- I wasn't going to outright try doing a murder, I said I wouldn't do that and I don't want to, but. I thought maybe I could bait them somehow.

[toesies]

... Wow. Tell us how you really feel.

[Making a bit of a face. Unfortunately, she liked the clown.]

Someone beat you to the punch, anyway. What were you going to bait them for?

[headmt]

[sorry, the clown fired a gun at him and then told him he should kill his friends. he isn't a huge fan.]

. . . To be fair, only when I thought they had killed Steven and might kill again. But I don't think they did actually kill Steven.

[toesies]

[No one has told her about that part. She cannot judge the clown for this unknown crimes.]

Yeah, well... That one didn't seem much like their style, if you ask me. [She huffs out a sigh.] They were my friend, but— I get it, wanting to stop someone from hurting everyone else.