>Mareya: Fix your goddamn roof.

(4:42:34 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ It is...Quiet. You have dreamt for what feels like a long time - or what would, if you were aware enough to feel. You aren't good at sleeping. ]
(4:43:26 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ The bubble is grey fog and undefined edges. There's a tug of gravity, distantly, and everything is dull. You're not awake. Not really. ]
(4:43:53 PM) dead_Beth [[email protected]] entered the room.
(4:44:07 PM) dead_Beth: [ Well this won't do at /all/ ]
(4:44:58 PM) dead_Beth: [ There's a sudden, sharp noise of air being gently displaced as you drag the memories of a long lost Land in with you. Everything bumps down neatly into place, just like it should!! And everything knows where it goes. ]
(4:45:33 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You land on your back and finally fall into dreaming properly. What the- where the fuck are you? ]
(4:48:47 PM) dreamingKit: [You'd been playing at the edges of the strange, foggy grey bubble- not venturing far inside. And then it snaps, and you catch yourself from falling, quickly switching from one sort of floating to another. It's now...]
(4:48:52 PM) dreamingKit: [Pastel. Very pastel.]
(4:49:02 PM) dreamingKit: [Peer about.]
(4:51:03 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Geeze, mad miss!" you giggle, tottering forward. "What happened to /you/? Look at yourself!!" ]
(4:52:05 PM) dead_Beth: [ You plonk yourself down next to where she's /still/ lying in the dirt, for goodness' sake, and shake your head. "You haven't changed at all! That's not a good thing, by the way. Hint hint." ]
(4:53:00 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You stare at her and slowly start trying to back away. You still feel slow and sluggish - this is surreal. You don't like it. She's fourteen, for fucks sake! Why are you so terrified? ]
(4:53:39 PM) dreamingKit: [People. Possibly the source of the fog and change. Fly closer, listening ahead to try and pick up their conversation.]
(4:53:55 PM) dead_Beth: [ You shake your head and sigh. "Gonna be like that, huh? Come on! It's been - what, nearly six hundred years? Geeeeze, lighten up! You've got /guests/, after all!" ]
(4:54:58 PM) dead_Beth: [ You turn and smile at the distant figure. "See? Say hello, Marbles!" ]
(4:56:16 PM) Rave is now known as deadHeries
(4:57:02 PM) dreamingKit: [They're turning to face you- and so you continue to fly up to them. A girl, around your age, and a woman. Frown slightly, curious. Her skin looks grey, but there's no horns. Set down on the ground a little distance away.]
(4:57:12 PM) dreamingKit: ["Hiya."]
(4:58:30 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Hello!" you cheer. "I'm Beth, it's great to meet you! The big doormat here is the Mad Miss - say hello, then!" ]
(4:58:54 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You slowly bring your arm up and wave. You're still so lost. "H'llo?" ]
(4:59:20 PM) dreamingKit: ["Kit." Lean to the side, peering at the odd Mad Miss. "You okay?"]
(4:59:53 PM) deadHeries: [You are no stranger to being among the bubbles. Quietly you enter the bubble, unsure of all the pastel. It doesn't take you long to locate the sound of voices. Make your way to the sounds. ]
(5:01:10 PM) OJ [[email protected]] entered the room.
(5:01:10 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You shake your head. You - you're not okay. ]
(5:01:44 PM) dead_Beth: [ You grin and nod. "Which is why you're with me! Face it, honey - /noooobody/ knows you better than I do." ]
(5:02:21 PM) dreamingKit: [Frown. "What's wrong then?" Hear someone else in the bubble- and glance over. Now /that/ is definitely a troll.]
(5:02:38 PM) deadHeries: [You are finally within conversation distance of the people. Wave as you walk up. "Heyo, what is goin' on here?"]
(5:03:54 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Hello!" you cheer, looking around as you pluck Mareya's shiny out. "We're helping fix this lady up." ]
(5:05:12 PM) Muss [[email protected]] entered the room.
(5:05:27 PM) dreamingKit: ["Huh." You sit down, watching curiously.]
(5:05:47 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ Your head jerks up as she grabs at that - no, no, that's /bad/, she's bad with those! ]
(5:06:15 PM) deadHeries: [You side eye Beth. "Did you ask to do that?"]
(5:06:22 PM) dead_Beth: [ "She's stuck herself so deep in denial it's killing her, see?" you continue, nodding to them both. "Oh, and I'm Beth. Nice to meet you."  ]
(5:06:53 PM) dreamingKit: ["Yeah hang on- what exactly are you gunna fix?" She doesn't /look/ okay with this.]
(5:07:09 PM) You are now known as deadRoss
(5:08:06 PM) deadHeries: ["Hello Beth, I'm Heries. And she sure don't look like she gave you permission."]
(5:08:19 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Her current Heart player made a /mess/," you frown, sticking your tongue out. "He's got her motivation tied to her species tags, for crying out loud! He's snarled /everything/ with them!" ]
(5:09:25 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You make a noise of protest at that. ]
(5:11:33 PM) dreamingKit: [Glance at the Mad Miss, and then to Beth. And then to Heries. "Can you check that? If she's telling the truth?"]
(5:12:58 PM) dead_Beth: [ You nod and smile. "Sure! You wanna watch? Let me stick it up on the big screen for you!" ]
(5:14:38 PM) deadRoss: [The sound of indignant, inarticulate screaming can be heard.]
(5:15:11 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You make a strangled noise as the world above you goes pink. You hear screaming. Are you screaming? You don't know any more. ]
(5:15:13 PM) dreamingKit: [Jerk back, looking for the source of the screaming.]
(5:15:20 PM) deadRoss: [It grows louder, and louder, but not for very long.]
(5:15:20 PM) deadRoss: [A man plummets into the ground, kicking up a cloud of...glitter.]
(5:15:26 PM) deadHeries: [Well that sure is a thing.]
(5:15:43 PM) dead_Beth: [ You peer upwards. All you did was stick a projection of her Shiny up in big over her head so they can prove you're not playing silly, you didn't hurt anybody! ]
(5:15:52 PM) deadRoss: ["oww."]
(5:16:13 PM) dreamingKit: [Float up, and zip over to the fallen man, arms crossed and peering down at him.]
(5:16:29 PM) dead_Beth: [ "That," you say slowly, "Wasn't me." ]
(5:16:30 PM) dreamingKit: ["Nice entrance."]
(5:17:01 PM) deadRoss: ["Hi I'm not any deader than I was previously." He wiggles his fingers in an attempted wave.]
(5:18:12 PM) deadHeries: [You are trying not to laugh. "Well that's good. Being more dead would be a problem."]
(5:18:12 PM) dreamingKit: ["Glad to hear it." Rotate around in the air to peer up at the pink shiny now being projected across the sky. "Can you make any sense of that? Cos it's all fairyfloss nonsense to me."]
(5:18:33 PM) deadHeries: [You turn to look up at the sky. Well it sure is a mess, that much you can be sure about.]
(5:19:13 PM) deadRoss: [He throws himself up from a sitting position with a jerk. "Okay, okay. I'm up, I'm---/wow/, that's a fucking piece of work." He is distracted from his pain by the sky.]
(5:19:29 PM) dead_Beth: [ "That's her!" you say cheerfully. "See? I told you! They snarled everything around the species tags, and even /then/ it's not even all tied to the one thing!" ]
(5:19:29 PM) deadRoss: [There is an impressed whistle.]
(5:19:45 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You make a slightly horrified noise at this commentary. ]
(5:19:53 PM) deadRoss: [Ross squints. "Mars?"]
(5:20:17 PM) dreamingKit: [Well, she's not making any happier noises but- "Mars?" Look at him- and then over to the Mad Miss. "Wait that's /Mars/?"]
(5:20:59 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Wow, that's a tacky nickname," you snort. "Mars? Seriously? God, Missy, your ego is /huge/. Clearly we don't need to work on untangling that!" ]
(5:21:14 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ Nope. Nope nope nope. Not happening. They're not saying that about you. This is not okay. You shake your head and make more noises. These are not words. ]
(5:21:27 PM) deadHeries: [You have no idea who Mars is. "Yeah that really is a pretty heavy mess. " You cross your arms and continue looking at the sky. "How the hell does someone snarl everything around a species tag?"]
(5:22:11 PM) deadRoss: ["....can we stop talking about someone like she's not here?"]
(5:22:33 PM) deadRoss: [You scoot over next to your...yeah, niece. Niece is close enough. "Hey."]
(5:22:41 PM) dead_Beth: [ "At a guess? High level Smith of Fate being amplified by a Maid of Heart who's having his emotions eaten as a means of mind control! 'cos, you know, that's what's happened." ]
(5:22:52 PM) dreamingKit: [You fly back to Beth and Mars, settling back down next to her. "Mars, you- okay, I asked already if you're okay but, uh- hi." Look anxious. You know who she is now, now she kinda /matters/.]
(5:23:33 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ "'m ill," you choke. "'ren't I?" ]
(5:25:09 PM) deadHeries: [You move closer and flop down where you can find a spot. "Yeah pretty much. Someone did a good number on ya."]
(5:25:35 PM) deadRoss: ["For a while now, to be honest."]
(5:26:20 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Thankfully, they were also really stupid about it!" you say cheerfully. "Look, see here! It's all tangled up with /this/ one, right? That's a troll one! I have absolutely no idea how it got there, but they're just looped around it!" ]
(5:27:16 PM) dreamingKit: [Look back up, still not being able to translate the pink forms above into anything with any meaning. Feel a little useless. Look back over and, tentatively, touch at the side of Mars' hand, in a sort of warning that you're going to try and hold it. You'll withdraw quickly enough if she makes more protesting noises.]
(5:27:46 PM) deadHeries: ["Well you could try to unloop them and then take the troll tag out? Or something like that."]
(5:27:46 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You grab the hand and squeeze it. ]
(5:28:12 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Or, better idea, we can just cut the knot - not for real, that is!" ]
(5:28:40 PM) dreamingKit: [Squeeze it back, and watch over as the three discuss and suggest.]
(5:28:52 PM) deadHeries: [You look skeptical.]
(5:28:56 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Cut the Troll tag free and let her get back to normal. It's not really supporting anything, after all, all the human ones are doing the real legwork here." ]
(5:29:13 PM) deadRoss: ["Beth, the troll one's from Mornei and the twins and Sindra."]
(5:29:33 PM) deadHeries: ["I guess that would work? I've never messed with species tags before. "]
(5:29:45 PM) deadRoss: ["I've done some experiments."]
(5:30:30 PM) deadHeries: ["I had much better things to be interested in. Motivation tags are fun to mess with." ]
(5:30:37 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Then we can unplug it and then, like, weave it back together once we slip the rest free? Still, it's not exactly doing much! Except maybe her skin." ]
(5:31:33 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You hear /that/ particular gem and start scrambling backwards away from Heries. It's like watching a snail try and run a hundred meter sprint. ]
(5:31:43 PM) deadRoss: [You eye Mars. "...Hey, I heard you had some pretty heavy conversations with me about-"]
(5:32:14 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Is she...Trying to go somewhere?" you ask quietly. ]
(5:32:26 PM) deadHeries: [Roll your eyes when Mars tries to scramble away. "I ain't doin' nothing geez."]
(5:32:38 PM) deadHeries: ["I assume that's what she's trying to do at least."]
(5:32:40 PM) deadRoss: [A glare for Croton. "You can't pretend we don't have a history with you."]
(5:32:52 PM) deadHeries: ["I can pretend all I like."]
(5:33:02 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Speak for yourself," you chip in. "I've no idea who she is." ]
(5:33:04 PM) dreamingKit: [Catch at Mars, trying to help steady her. "Hey no, they're not gonna let her do shit. Promise."]
(5:33:40 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ Your brilliant tactical response is vague kicking motions in Heries' direction. It continues to look ridiculous. ]
(5:33:51 PM) deadHeries: ["Amazing."]
(5:34:03 PM) dead_Beth: [ "We....Really should probably fix her motor skills, at least?" ]
(5:35:08 PM) deadHeries: ["Nah, it's more funny to leave it."]
(5:35:38 PM) dead_Beth: [ "It's gonna get fixed /anyway/," you point out. "And then she'll do that thing she does where she tries to murder everybody she doesn't like." ]
(5:35:49 PM) deadRoss: [You snort explosively.]
(5:35:53 PM) dreamingKit: [Glare at Heries. "How 'bout you piss off?"]
(5:36:28 PM) deadHeries: ["Wow, no one can take a joke. "]
(5:36:37 PM) deadRoss: ["Mars? Can I help? At the very least....so you can talk and move better?"]
(5:36:43 PM) dead_Beth: [ "I should know!" you add cheerfully. "She only, what? Actually succeeded with me?" ]
(5:37:15 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You nod. "Grab it." ]
(5:37:26 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ Oh, wow. That one came out like you intended. ]
(5:37:51 PM) dead_Beth: [ You make an irritated noise. "No, no, no, don't just remember yourself better! That's not going to work here! We can't fix you when you do that!" ]
(5:39:22 PM) deadHeries: ["Well since I'm already dead she can't really kill me even if she tried. So yeah fix the thing lets see how that works."]
(5:42:51 PM) deadRoss: [You deftly snatch the soul out of Beth's hands. "Right then, you weren't doing anything but waving this around..."]
(5:43:08 PM) dead_Beth: [ You squeak defiantly. "Hey, I know her best!" ]
(5:43:31 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You use all your skills of fine motor control to slowly and carefully flip her off with your free hand. ]
(5:43:52 PM) deadHeries: ["I'm gonna guess I'm not allowed to touch."]
(5:44:10 PM) deadRoss: ["Does she trust you?" The colours and lights spin, spread out like an exploded diagram. "Fine motor control should /not/ be re-routed through there...."]
(5:44:39 PM) dreamingKit: ["And apparently got killed by her. How about dude- hey dude what's your name?"]
(5:45:01 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Wooow," you drawl, peering at the sky diagram that just got so much /more/. "You make it do neat things! Teach me later?" ]
(5:45:38 PM) deadRoss: ["And proper functioning of the Broca's and the Wernicke's and the vishuddha-chakra ought to be like /this/." Something pulses blue.]
(5:45:56 PM) Keleviel is now known as deadAdam
(5:46:12 PM) deadHeries: [You make a face and sigh. "I wanna mess with ittttt. I swear I won't fuck anything up."]
(5:46:21 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Get in line!" ]
(5:46:42 PM) dreamingKit: [Roll your eyes. "Bloody shinytinkerers," you mutter to Mars.]
(5:46:43 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You nudge Kit gently. "G'tta shoe?" ]
(5:46:44 PM) deadAdam: ["Boy, screw up just /one/ shiny on purpose and no one wants you to touch any, huh?"]
(5:46:54 PM) deadRoss: [A sullen gray-and-yellow sinew is gently lifted, uncoiled and untwisted. "Bugger off until she can argue for herself."]
(5:46:54 PM) deadAdam: [Where did you come from? It is a mystery.]
(5:47:06 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ "Throw. It." ]
(5:47:12 PM) deadRoss: ["Spector what are you doing here?"]
(5:47:20 PM) deadRoss: ["To who? Point?"]
(5:47:26 PM) dead_Beth: [ You double take. "When'd /he'd/ turn up?" ]
(5:47:39 PM) dreamingKit: ["Shoe? Oh." Look down at your bare feet, ignoring the new arrival for now. Remember a shoe and pick it up. "Who'm I hitting?"]
(5:47:53 PM) deadHeries: ["Oh shut it Adam. Quit being mysterious and showing up outta nowhere."]
(5:48:03 PM) deadAdam: [You shrug. "What are you doing here? What's Kit and Heries and Mareya and whoever she is - " a gesture towards Beth "- doing here?"]
(5:48:06 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You gesture at Heries and Beth ]
(5:48:19 PM) dreamingKit: [Hurl the shoe at Beth.]
(5:48:20 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Hi!" you chirp. "I'm Beth!" ]
(5:48:25 PM) dead_Beth: [ "GAH!" ]
(5:48:32 PM) dreamingKit: [Remember another, which goes hurtling towards Heries in the same fashion.]
(5:48:44 PM) deadHeries: [You are prepared for this eventuality, and duck.]
(5:49:06 PM) dead_Beth: [ You are now sporting a very rapidly forming black eye. "Oooow, what'd I /do/?!"  ]
(5:49:20 PM) deadHeries: ["Well for one you didn't duck."]
(5:49:21 PM) deadRoss: ["Oh. Right. Shoes." You continue the work of 'Making Mars's Motivation Tag Work Right.']
(5:49:34 PM) dreamingKit: [Look proud at least that you got her eye. "Iunno." Grin shamelessly.]
(5:49:42 PM) deadAdam: ["I guess something's afoot here, huh?" You idly watch Ross work. At some point, your clothes switched from what you usually wear to a godtier of an Heir of Heart.]
(5:50:09 PM) deadHeries: ["Adam that was fuckin' terrible."]
(5:50:19 PM) deadAdam: ["What with the Sole and everything." You grin.]
(5:50:38 PM) deadRoss: [You (un)silently wheeze.]
(5:50:46 PM) dreamingKit: [Snort.]
(5:50:51 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You very slowly flip him off ]
(5:50:51 PM) deadRoss: ["Croton?"]
(5:51:03 PM) deadHeries: ["I have a first name you know."]
(5:51:14 PM) deadAdam: [You snicker at Mareya.]
(5:51:14 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Croutons? Oooo, yes please." ]
(5:51:29 PM) deadAdam: ["Yeah, but if he uses it, you'll become more of a person in his eyes and then it's harder for him to hate you."]
(5:51:50 PM) OJ is now known as deadEpi
(5:52:13 PM) deadEpi: [The dirt several feet outside the circle of asshole Heart players begins to make a familiar sound.]
(5:52:33 PM) deadRoss: ["Here." You pass the ball of lights and lines of colour into the dead troll's hands. "You're good with [Motivation]. Can you get these bigs properly re-aligned?"]
(5:52:48 PM) dreamingKit: [Stare over at the rumbling dirt. Let go of Mars' hand. "Be right back."]
(5:52:54 PM) deadEpi: [If it weren't for the fact that this is a Bubble, you'd swear it was an Underling.]
(5:52:56 PM) dreamingKit: [Walk over to the shifting ground.]
(5:53:13 PM) deadAdam: [You glance from Ross to Heries to the rumble of the ground.]
(5:53:15 PM) deadEpi: [Instead, it is a guy clawing the dirt away from his face and spitting glitter out of his mouth, coughing.]
(5:53:23 PM) dreamingKit: [Place your hands gently on his face and push him back down.]
(5:53:31 PM) dreamingKit: ["No zombies. Shh. Go away."]
(5:53:32 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You stare ]
(5:53:45 PM) dead_Beth: [ You throw your head back and cackle ]
(5:53:49 PM) deadEpi: [You grab Kit by the wrists and attempt to suplex her.]
(5:53:53 PM) deadAdam: ["Kit. I hate to tell you this, but you're a bit late if you want to stop the dead guys."]
(5:54:21 PM) dreamingKit: [Catch yourself flying halfway through the flip, and try to yank your hands free-]
(5:54:25 PM) deadEpi: [This does not work very well. You end up hauling her into the dirt on top of you.]
(5:54:52 PM) deadHeries: [You suddenly find the ball of lights in your hand. You are surprised. Also what the hell is going on. You are momentarily distracted from actually doing anything by the shenanigans going on.]
(5:54:57 PM) deadEpi: [You spit a mouthful of glitter in her face - "Sorry!" - and try to get your legs free.]
(5:55:06 PM) dreamingKit: ["Ack-" Get dragged down into the dirt.]
(5:55:19 PM) dreamingKit: [Swat and shove yourself off and upwards, launching skyward.]
(5:55:42 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Wow," you giggle. "I don't remember Paths and Argyle being so glittery! You've made it /nice/, Marbles." ]
(5:55:59 PM) deadAdam: [You watch Kit rocket up. You are a bit disappointed with the lack of sound effects. You add a "pchoo"]
(5:56:10 PM) dreamingKit: [Bat at your face, trying to get the glitter off, rotating idly in the air now some metres above the ground.]
(5:56:21 PM) dreamingKit: [There's a low-volume stream of cursing coming from you.]
(5:56:42 PM) deadAdam: ["This is one of the most exciting shinypatching sessions I've been to."]
(5:56:45 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ "....What," you frown, looking around. ]
(5:56:51 PM) deadEpi: [You finally manage to get yourself up off the ground and try to rub the dirt out of your face before remembering that this is a /bubble/ and you can just shift it out with a thought.]
(5:57:07 PM) deadEpi: [The dude-shaped grave, naturally, remains in the ground.]
(5:57:16 PM) deadAdam: ["Hiya. You look familiar." You wave at Epi.]
(5:57:33 PM) deadEpi: [You slap your pants and they shift over into a Bond of Heart godtier.[
(5:57:39 PM) deadHeries: [Go from your distraction and start mumbling things to yourself as you fiddle a bit with the [Motivation]. It doesn't take you long before you're handing it back to Ross. "There, realigned."]
(5:57:42 PM) deadEpi: [You look at the other Heart godtiers
(5:57:44 PM) deadEpi: ]
(5:57:55 PM) deadEpi: ["...so I assume I'm late to the party, then?"]
(5:57:59 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Hi, I'm Beth, this is the Mad Miss, that lady is named after some kind of toasted bread, that lady threw a shoe at me and this other guy's a ninja!" you explain happily. "Oh, and then there's sky-glitter here." ]
(5:58:03 PM) deadRoss: ["Quite."]
(5:58:13 PM) deadRoss: ["How're you feeling?"]
(5:58:19 PM) dreamingKit: [You, on the other hand, are not so good at self-changes in the bubbles- and manually manage to get most of the glitter out of your eyes. Fly back down to Mars, aiming a driveby kick at Epi's shoulder as you pass.]
(5:58:35 PM) deadAdam: [You consider that. "Okay, I can accept ninja."]
(5:58:42 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You reach out for the girl's hand. Yes. This you can understand. ]
(5:59:19 PM) deadEpi: ["I'm feeling /quite/ dead today, thank you." You punch Kit in the shin as she floats by.]
(5:59:55 PM) dreamingKit: [Spin in the air as you set down on the ground, flipping him off before taking Mars' hand again. You can do handholding.]
(5:59:58 PM) deadAdam: ["What with how you burst out of the ground, I would have thought you felt undead."]
(6:00:43 PM) deadEpi: [You sit on the ground, staring up at the sky. "Wow."]
(6:01:04 PM) deadRoss: ["I was asking Mars, actually."]
(6:01:10 PM) deadEpi: ["When we're done with whatever's going on here, teach me how to do that?"]
(6:01:39 PM) dead_Beth: [ "That was the easiest thing to do, so sure!" ]
(6:01:53 PM) deadRoss: [You look at Beth. "I can tell it's similar to [Memory Palace], if not as involved."]
(6:01:57 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ "Th' /fuck/," you finally articulate. "Was /that/?" ]
(6:02:20 PM) deadHeries: ["Shenanigans."]
(6:02:24 PM) deadEpi: ["Um." You look down at yourself. You look down at the yourself-shaped hole in the ground. "Yeah, that."]
(6:02:27 PM) deadRoss: ["You are going to have to be more specific. There are a lot of fucks to be given right now."]
(6:02:28 PM) dead_Beth: [ "You take the memory of the sky, you take the shiny, you overlap, and the memory forms as-it-happens!" you shrug. "It's not rocket science." ]
(6:02:56 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Memory of a soul. Eeeverything out here is memories!" ]
(6:03:09 PM) deadRoss: ["Not quite."]
(6:03:19 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You point at the grave. "Fuckin...Glitter?" ]
(6:03:40 PM) deadEpi: ["Okay, which one of you was responsible for the divorce dust?"]
(6:04:00 PM) dreamingKit: ["Glitterzombie." Scrub at your cheek with your free hand. You're still very sparkly.]
(6:04:02 PM) deadHeries: [You raise an eyebrow. "What the fuck is divorce dust?"]
(6:04:10 PM) deadAdam: ["Glitter?"]
(6:04:26 PM) dead_Beth: [ "The stardust, you mean?" ]
(6:05:24 PM) deadRoss: [You point at Mars. "It's hers."]
(6:05:56 PM) dead_Beth: [ "...Should've seen that one coming, to be fair," you shrug. "It turned up after she became the sky, after all." ]
(6:06:12 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You stare at her and point some more. "The /fuck/?" ]
(6:06:26 PM) deadRoss: [You hum the first line of 'Lucy in sky with diamonds."]
(6:06:38 PM) deadEpi: [You scrutinize the giant floating shiny.[
(6:07:12 PM) dead_Beth: [ "It's a mess," you say helpfully. ]
(6:07:33 PM) deadHeries: ["It's getting to be less of a mess. "]
(6:07:34 PM) deadRoss: ["Let me know if you need another angle, Riley."]
(6:08:32 PM) deadAdam: ["Mmhm." You're still watching.]
(6:08:54 PM) deadEpi: ["Last time I saw a Species tag like that..." you mutter to yourself, walking under the giant Shiny. "Can I get a better look at self-image?"]
(6:09:18 PM) dead_Beth: [ You nod to Heries. "Sure! Mind flipping it around, seeing as the ball's in your hands?" ]
(6:09:52 PM) deadAdam: ((She handed it back to Ross))
(6:10:06 PM) dreaming_Mareya: ((my bad))
(6:10:18 PM) dead_Beth: [ "...Who has the soul?" ]
(6:10:53 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ "You're an idiot," you say flatly. ]
(6:10:58 PM) deadAdam: ["Kit did, but then she threw it at you and Heries."]
(6:11:12 PM) deadAdam: ["Or, soles, I guess."]
(6:11:20 PM) deadHeries: [You snort.]
(6:11:21 PM) deadEpi: [You consider, then rule out, making a joke about the brown guy having the soul.]
(6:15:54 PM) deadRoss: [That's a shame, Ross would have laughed at it. But he obligingly tilts and unbraids a collection of ribbons. "That part?"]
(6:16:32 PM) deadEpi: ["I... think so. Hold on, I need to find my research notes on the physiology of the thing, and they're not here."]
(6:17:08 PM) deadEpi: [You manifest a pair of shears, cut your hair, and leave a lock of it in this bubble, and then zip out. "Be back in a moment -"]
(6:17:29 PM) deadRoss: [You frown. "Nn. That's distressingly unconnected. Beth, I'm increasingly suspecting you're /right/ about just pulling the trolltag out and re-weaving everything."]
(6:18:01 PM) deadHeries: [You are confused by the lock of hair. You don't have much else to say on the matter though, you did what you knew how to do.]
(6:18:05 PM) dreamingKit: [Lean forwards and pick up the lock of hair. "...huh. That's kinda clever and kinda gross."]
(6:18:30 PM) deadRoss: ["Hell of a lot more hygenic than spitting on the ground."]
(6:18:35 PM) dead_Beth: [ You stare at the hair. "That's a...Wow. What purpose does /that/ serve?" ]
(6:18:42 PM) deadEpi is now known as OJ
(6:18:50 PM) deadRoss: ["Can't you tell? It's a book-mark."]
(6:19:11 PM) deadAdam: ["Huh." You nudge the hair with the toe of your shoe. "Clever. I should pass that down the grapevine."]
(6:19:12 PM) deadHeries is now known as Rave
(6:19:13 PM) deadRoss: ["That E-Peen's been dead a /long/ time."]
(6:21:15 PM) dead_Beth: [ You snort. "Hey, just 'cos I only made it two sessions in doesn't mean I didn't work stuff out pretty well! And I said, didn't I? They got /loads/ of stuff snarled around the tag. I'm amazed it all fitted." ]
(6:21:44 PM) deadRoss: ["Obvious answers aren't always the right answers."]
(6:22:07 PM) deadAdam: ["Funny thing about souls, huh. They keep going as best they can, despite if it should be impossible."]
(6:22:24 PM) deadRoss: [You smile, and your whole expression softens. "Amazing, isn't it?"]
(6:22:48 PM) dead_Beth: [ You peer forward at the sky, rocking on your heels. "So that bit's all screwy! So, uh - I have no idea what that bit is like?" ]
(6:23:21 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You sigh and sit up properly, shaking your head. "Because you practised on /stones/ and /walls/, Beth." ]
(6:23:57 PM) deadRoss: ["Oh, walls. That's why the sky was easy for you."]
(6:24:22 PM) deadAdam: [You shrug. You mainly worked on yourself.]
(6:24:38 PM) deadRoss: [The topic is abruptly changed. "Mars? Is not wanting to be a troll or feeling like you should be a troll anymore a fair price to pay for....not being sick or broken? There's not a piece of 'spackle' left, and...you need a good foundation."]
(6:25:41 PM) dead_Beth: [ "It won't matter if we don't do something," you point out. "If you don't get back up and running, you're going to get sockpuppetted for the session, and then the /Door/ will get involved. And I don't know what the reset switch could do if you're like this!" ]
(6:26:06 PM) deadRoss: [That gets a very visible flinch from Ross.]
(6:26:26 PM) dreamingKit: [You're quiet as you listen and watch, keeping hold of Mars' hand, thinking over what else you've seen and heard.]
(6:26:42 PM) Muss left the room (quit: Quit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(6:26:52 PM) deadAdam: [You glance at Ross, before looking back at the shiny, slotting in what you've learned before with what you're seeing now.[
(6:27:12 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You stare at your feet. You...Don't know what would be best. ]
(6:27:31 PM) dead_Beth: [ "She needed to be told," you mutter defensively. "He'll make her forget what he's done, otherwise." ]
(6:27:51 PM) deadRoss: ["The Maid or the Smith?"]
(6:28:07 PM) deadAdam: ["The Maid was doing shit at the behest of the Smith, wasn't he?"]
(6:28:30 PM) dead_Beth: [ "The Maid got his mind eaten too - nobody with any sense would've done /that/," you say, gesturing upwards. ]
(6:29:19 PM) deadAdam: ["Thought he was just horrible." You squint. "Although I guess someone who's just dumb wouldn't be able to do as much damage as that."]
(6:30:18 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Dumb enough to announce he's being mind-screwed without putting up any defences for it," you point out. "No, the other one's smart, but he's not /smart/ smart. Going on gut instinct. It's working, but the long term issues are pretty big!" ]
(6:30:29 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ "You said you could weave it back," you say quietly. ]
(6:30:39 PM) deadRoss: ["Can and I will
(6:31:06 PM) deadRoss: ["You know, I used to try an' make costumes and patch stuff up as a kid?"]
(6:31:23 PM) deadAdam: ["We don't exactly have an infinite amount of time here, though. You're still alive, and you'll wake up eventually." You shrug. "If it's needed, might need to streamline to get you back on your feet."]
(6:31:33 PM) dead_Beth: [ You snort. "It'd support your skin and basically nothing else, though. You said it yourself, I learnt objects. And I know struts. That's not going to hold anything big." ]
(6:32:00 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You nod and sit back. "Nothing to patch it from but tatters," you add sadly. ]
(6:32:44 PM) deadRoss: ["You've got much better cloth here"--a sweeping gesture--"and here." Circling two other nodes."]
(6:33:34 PM) deadRoss: ["And good sinews."]
(6:33:45 PM) deadRoss: ["And--Adam, can you get me some of that glitter?"]
(6:34:00 PM) deadAdam: [You scoop up a handful of glitter, offering it to Ross.]
(6:34:41 PM) dreamingKit: [Pat the back of her hand. "You'll be alive, though," you offer quietly. "Ain't that what matters?"]
(6:34:48 PM) dead_Beth: [ "I still don't understand the glitter," you add quietly. ]
(6:34:50 PM) deadRoss: ["Thank you." When poured into his hand, glitter dissolves into a pink holograph of itself. "Mars, can you hold this for me?"]
(6:35:13 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You hold your hands out. ]
(6:35:30 PM) deadRoss: ["You never did have much of a heart for the sweetness that was a good motherfuckin' miracle." You poor soul-glitter into Mareya's cupped palms.]
(6:35:54 PM) dead_Beth: [ You tilt your head. "That said....Oh, god, it's religion again, that's the glitter. Amazing! That's a mystery for the ages." ]
(6:36:22 PM) dead_Beth: [ "As I was saying!" you plow on. "She's got no defence when she goes back! But that bit can hold one more bit of Troll, right?" ]
(6:36:47 PM) dead_Beth: [ "And - and it came from /Mornei/. A highblood!" ]
(6:36:55 PM) deadRoss: ["We'
(6:37:25 PM) deadRoss: ["We'll see if I hangs tight when I do /this/." Ross grabs something grey-and-yellow-and-orange and /yanks/.]
(6:37:52 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You ripple. ]
(6:38:03 PM) dead_Beth: [ You tilt your head back and stare. "Is it...Oh, wow." ]
(6:38:17 PM) deadAdam: [You give a low whistle. "One way to do it."]
(6:38:57 PM) dead_Beth: [ You watch the cascade of changes across the sky, parts snapping back into place and dragging others with them. It seems almost everything has twisted and shifted somehow, but nothing really changed at all in the end. ]
(6:40:12 PM) dreamingKit: [Crane your head, hands balled in your lap, and watch the lightshow. It still makes no sense to you at all, the shifting and glow incomprehensible.]
(6:40:21 PM) deadRoss: ["Hah! /Yess/." You fistpump.]
(6:40:37 PM) deadAdam: ["Should I be taking notes?"]
(6:40:40 PM) deadRoss: ["There we go. That's how you do it, Mars."]
(6:40:51 PM) dead_Beth: [ "You should probably put that back," you say thoughtfully. "It was linked to her skin, after all." ]
(6:41:07 PM) deadRoss: ["I was /going/ to."]
(6:41:26 PM) deadRoss: ["I needed to see what would fall into place without it; and how much of a home it has after."]
(6:41:29 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You are shaking. ]
(6:41:56 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Look, now it's...Not pinning /that/ in place, we can probably stretch it a little further too. Think we can wrap it into her psychic defences?" ]
(6:42:12 PM) dreamingKit: [Lean forwards, opening your arms to hug her.]
(6:42:29 PM) dreamingKit: [She looks to you like she needs a hug at least. You hope you're not wrong.]
(6:42:51 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You turn and latch on to the offered hug ]
(6:43:02 PM) deadRoss: [You hold up the little of adopted soul-stuff in an intimate examination. "That's crazy-talk." You let it go, drifting back into a new configuation.]
(6:43:08 PM) deadRoss: ["Let's try."]
(6:43:50 PM) deadRoss: ["Mars?" Is that still the right name, you wonder. "Do you mind if Beth does this part?"]
(6:43:56 PM) deadAdam: [You snort, watching the projection intently.]
(6:45:46 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You nod quietly and try not to cry. That felt so wrong, but you feel so much better now. ]
(6:47:06 PM) dreamingKit: [Pat at her back and hug her tightly. You have no idea if letting them make the changes, and not doing more to intervene, was right. But before she couldn't even sit up, could barely talk. You've got to hope that the improvements are in fact improvements, for real.]
(6:47:45 PM) deadRoss: ["Okay, Beth. You know where and what it is...go ahead and see if you can stretch that."]
(6:47:55 PM) dead_Beth: [ You reach out for the strand of her. "Don't worry," you say cheerfully. "I've got this." ]
(6:48:58 PM) deadRoss: ["And if she doesn't," Ross murmurs to Mareya and Kit, "I've got /her/."]
(6:49:42 PM) dreamingKit: [Nod, eying her over Mars' shoulder.]
(6:50:04 PM) dead_Beth: [ You pluck the strand from his hand when he's not paying attention and take her Shiny as well. "And if I don't," you add cheerfully. "You can just look up and tell, can't you?" ]
(6:50:58 PM) deadRoss: ["Damn right I can." Although you're watching her hands, not the sky. ]
(6:51:47 PM) deadAdam left the room (quit: Quit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(6:51:59 PM) deadRoss: You sit down next to Mars and Kit and watch Beth work.
(6:52:16 PM) dead_Beth: [ You shake your head and start focusing. It's hard, shifting back through the levels to get near the tags with only one hand! "Okay, I might need you to hold one end of this whilst I feed it in - it /should/ still be a part of her, if what you said is right, so it'll link up on it's own." ]
(6:52:34 PM) dead_Beth: [ You glance over. "Oooor you could sit there and I can do this bit. No worries." ]
(6:52:50 PM) deadRoss: ["No, I've got it."]
(6:53:08 PM) deadRoss: [You hold up a hand, and the soul steadies.]
(6:54:17 PM) dreamingKit left the room (quit: Quit: glub glub).
(6:54:30 PM) dead_Beth: [ You roll your eyes but take the chance to thread the strand between others and - you perk up. In the pink sky of dusk - or dawn, maybe? - above you, a new star flickers to life. ]
(6:55:04 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ "I think I'll stay Mareya," you mumble to Ross, slumping against him. "Don't wanna stop being Mareya." ]
(6:55:37 PM) deadRoss: ["Mareya's a good name. It's your name."]
(6:56:09 PM) deadRoss: [With your spare hand, you knead absently at her neck and shoulder.]
(6:56:12 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You pull a face. "Not sure about /Mislul/ though. I need a new surname." ]
(6:56:22 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Then get married!" you yell over your shoulder. ]
(6:56:45 PM) deadRoss: ["Do you want Fletcher back?"]
(6:56:58 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You pause and shrug. "Dunno." ]
(6:57:20 PM) deadRoss: ["Sawmouth's your family."]
(6:57:54 PM) deadRoss: [Axebride's still her name, too, but you figure she doesn't want to wear that one so openly.]
(6:58:59 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Okay, that's your skin stable!" you call out as the connection settles into place. "I have just about enough slack, but I don't know how hard I can push this." ]
(6:59:37 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You nod. "Mareya Sawmouth is...Awkward, though." ]
(7:01:05 PM) deadRoss: ["I can push it close than you can, Beth, make do with what you've got." You return to Mareya. "Hm. You want it as a six-six, or something else?"]
(7:01:23 PM) deadRoss: ["Either way, you won't name yourself in a hurry. It'll be the right out, for that."]
(7:02:00 PM) dead_Beth: [ "Oh, just - you're Mars to all these people, right? Just call yourself some other planet! Jupiter or something! It's got seven letters, that's close enough!" ]
(7:02:21 PM) dead_Beth: [ You loop the last bit of her Troll-ish nature in and crank the dial up. ]
(7:03:16 PM) deadRoss: ["Ah! There you are. Is that it?" You wiggle your fingers, and something sparkles in sequence. "Yes, yes it is." ]
(7:04:03 PM) dead_Beth: [ "As tough as I can make it!" you chirp with a smile. "You might be able to push it further? I dunno. We just need it to /work/ for now, not to last!" ]
(7:04:45 PM) deadRoss: [You snort, and reach your hands out. "Pass it to me. I Smith things that /last/."]
(7:05:19 PM) dead_Beth: [ You pass it over. "See? I did say I'd get you sorted, Marina of the diamonds!" ]
(7:05:44 PM) deadRoss: ["Only cos' we let you."]
(7:06:17 PM) deadRoss: [You reach for strands of memory, and will, and stubbornness. "Hey, Mars?"]
(7:06:57 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ "Yeah?" you ask, looking up at him. ]
(7:07:43 PM) deadRoss: [You look her square in the eye. "Go fuck Felltone up."]
(7:08:07 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You grin. "Can do, uncle." ]
(7:09:18 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You jerk once and vanish without warning as the waking world suddenly calls. The sky floods with grey, the intricate starmap that was a soul going with it's owner. ]
(7:09:52 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ >Mareya Fletcher: Wake up ]
(7:10:00 PM) dreaming_Mareya: [ You've got some Barding to do ]