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[Locked to Selina K]
kiiiiiiiitty! Are ya ok?

[Locked to Eddie N]
Eddie, is your head back on??

[Public]
a girl builds her own guillotine n THEN the executions stop. :( just my luck

ETA: [Locked to Red]
red????

[Locked to Iris M]
hi sicky

[Locked to Tony S]
Hiya I'm kitty's friend. :)

[Locked to Bruce W]
hey b-man?

[Public]

Well, I think I like this a lot better than being on the Most Wanted list.

[Harley Q.]

seven letter word

[J-Crane]

pouring some tea into the fire in your memory

[Private to Stephanie N.]

i made you something

[Public]

enigma isn't something to be looking for

[It was wonderful how the mood changed the moment Siren walked to the Greenhouse gates. Birds chirped, insects flickered and there was so much green. Before, in her life of piggies and working hard for nothing, Siren never took a second to appreciate the gentle touch of leaves against her skin. She never took a moment to say hello to wandering grasshoppers. Life now was so rich and full of life. When she was in the sewers, she could smell grass and lovely even if it was just the chemicals playing a trick on her. But, here. Here it was real even she knew that.

Draped in red she found on a dead rich woman's body, Siren moved as quietly as one could while dragging a half-alive man. Through the man's chest was a giant meat hook and Siren held the chain as she pulled his surprisingly light (some rich men were so small) body through the glades and green and mists.]

Hello, I've arrived for our garden party! [Siren called brightly out into the trees, up towards the fading glass walls of the greenhouse.] I hope your plants like my present. [The man gave out a gurgling scream, which she shushed accordingly. Chidingly to the dying man:] Don't want to upset the daisies.

[Locked to Selina & Harley]

Please tell me there's at least a couple of familiar faces in this nightmare.

[As Pamela I]

The greenhouse is looking a little sparse after my absence.

Please don't tell me there's people with sticky fingers wandering around.