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The Mane Event

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Solar:Okay, okay! Hang on-

*Solar votes for a track that looks like it takes place in a haunted mansion. Stripes votes for a track that looks like the inside of a giant pinball machine.*


*Heart nods after a moment's consideration.*

Heart:If you say so. Nothin' wrong with watching and cheerin' either.

*Heart glances back at Dancer, Solar, and Stripes before looking back around the rest of the game room.*

Heart:....we could do checkers or somethin' if you wanna do that, too.

The Mane Event

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*Solar looks surprised by this, but nods a moment later, grinning.*

Solar:150? That'll make this interesting. What track are we doing?


*Setting the drinks on the coffee table, Heart turns and heads back over to Lime. If she notices his troubled expression, she chooses not to point it out, at least, not to where the others can hear. Instead, she quietly asks.*

Heart:...Wanna see if we can join the next race?

An una-VOID-able meeting

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*I see.... That leads me to the next question. Has Robin or Hood noticed the journal is missing yet?


*Error...? He's... been in better shape. He's lagging quite badly. As funny as this may sound, it's also a bit painful to watch, especially when he suddenly blue screens. Some parts of Error are completely covered in glitches, and glitching only seems to spread. Whatever Catcher did to him.... let's hope it wears off sooner than later.

*Fresh can only watch, his smile bordering a grimace, as Error struggles to even move a finger.

*Is Fallow here or...? I know he carried Error out of the Anti-VOID...
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*Gaster looks between the door and Tom, torn between going after Grell or not, before going back over to Tom. He kneels down beside Tom, ignoring when Max growls lowly at him.*

Gaster:Shhh... Don't apologize. It's okay. You're okay. You haven't done anything wrong, alright?

*Gaster summons a hand to grab a tissue from off the table, offering it to Tom.*

Gaster:There is no such thing as normal. Not really. Everyone is weird, too, in some way or another. This isn't a bad thing, it makes people who they are. We just have to figure things out right now.

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*Oh?

*....What's on Rose's mind?

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*Night looks up at Dream, staring at his brother with a look a disbelief, hurt, and worry. He doesn't yell when he speaks, surprisingly. Or perhaps not... this is Night, after all.*

Night:...why? What... Where would you go? What if you're caught by those people again?

*Night's voice wavers.*

Night:Would... would I ever see you again? Will I see you again, if you go?

*Nightmare has disappeared from Night's shoulder, but Night knows he's still there, eavesdropping. To be fair, it's not like Nightmare can just walk out of the room for this or stop listening, given the situation with him and Night.*

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*Across from Paige, a sharp, shocked intake of breath can is heard at the revelation. Hemlock's expression is grave, her posture stiff and straight, yet she doesn't say anything. Not immediately. Instead, she studies Paige with a scrutinizing gaze, hands clenched tightly together in her lap..*

Hemlock:....

*Eventually, Hemlock sighs, shaking her head. She mutters something that sounds suspiciously like, "Between you and your mother, I'm going to have a mortal's heart attack one millennia..."*

Hemlock:...Your words ring true, little scribe. True enough, at least. May I ask that you show me, if you are able to?

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*Captain doesn't immediately answer, though his gaze drifts from Scout over to Papyrus.*

Captain:...i cannot be certain for how long, but there are a few reason for why that I can think of. his world, for one, is a much... softer version of what we knew. his brother, his friends... how would they react to his injuries? to this place? to us and everyone else here?

An una-VOID-able meeting

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*Ah.... This isn't gonna end well, is it?

*While Geno is reading... is there anyone you want to check on? To mess with? Or shall we stick with Geno for now? How far along has he gotten while reading?


*Gaster flinches at Grell's tone, but doesn't turn away from Tom, instead, his gaze shifts to somewhere past Tom. Gaster takes a deep breath and closes his sockets, only reopening them after he exhales. When he finally speaks, his tone is calm. Well... as calm as anyone can be in this situation.*

Gaster:What I mean is what I just said. Usually when one performs a CHECK, the information that appears doesn't immediately disappear after showing up. I don't know what this means and I'm scared to find out.

*Gaster stands up, turning to face Grell. At this point, Max has fallen silent, moving closer to Tom.*

Gaster:I can't use healing magic, Grell. I'm not a doctor in any sort of medical field either. I'm not even an expert in first aid. Despite this, I'm trying. Okay? I'm trying my best to figure this out.

*Gaster's shoulders slump when he finishes, staring tiredly at Grell. He doesn't look angry, nor does he look annoyed. He just looks... stressed out. And who can blame him? There's still the situation with William, Tom's health is something he has to watch, making Grell a weapon for protection is a must, designing and making some sort of protective barrier to surround the doors is now on the list, and making something to lead B back if he strays too far. Things keep piling up and he's just one monsters. He may be able to summon additional hands, but that doesn't mean he can do it all alone.*
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*While Celaeno cleans up.... can we check on Crystal? What's her thoughts and feelings on what's been going on?

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*When Night isn't paying attention to him, Nightmare will turn and stare at Dream. He doesn't say anything, just stares at Dream with this look of intrigue and...pity.*

*Eventually, after a few more minutes silence, occasionally broken by quiet bickering between Night and Nightmare, Night comes over with two mugs. He places the first one in front of Dream, taking a seat across from him and staring down into his own mug.*

Night:...


*Hemlock frowns, raising a brow after a moment. She's got a sinking suspicion as to what Paige is suggesting, but she hopes that she's wrong.*

Hemlock:They've told you not to do several things, little scribe. I'm afraid you'll have to be a little more specific if I'm to make this an official promise between the two of us.

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*Captain scoffs quietly, giving the tiniest shake of his head.*

Captain:...him? kill someone? maybe if he had no other choice in a life of death situation.

*Captain grimaces, not meeting Sheep's gaze.*

Captain:he's... been at that point several times. each time, he's had that opportunity and never took it. never even tried to cripple his opponent.

*Captain looks back at Scout sadly.... almost as if he regrets something.*

Captain:....

The Mane Event

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*The character selection screen pops up, seeing as a new player has joined. Stripes is quick to pick to pick one of the smaller characters. Solar picks the same character he used earlier.*


*Heart only hums quietly, nodding her head. She makes her way toward the others, carefully carrying the drinks.*