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I'm back here?

Daddy?

Ashley, are you here too?

I don't like this place no more. Peter's gone and it's not just cause I can't see him. He's really, really gone and I didn't even get to say goodbye and I didn't have a dream and it's not fair!

I know naptime's not over but there was a scary lady with red hair that was making people do mean things to each other so I don't want to sleep no more please. Can I just color til I can get out of bed?

[ooc: backdated to earlier this afternoon]

I was just informed by someone I used to work with that Mayor Riseben killed himself in his jail cell in the early morning hours of the 25th. I thought you all should know even if I don't believe it in the slightest.

I can't sleep. I had a bad dream.

And I miss my mommy.

Daddy?

Archie? I don't understa

I'm in the vent of a place I don't recognize and

Is this some kind of a test, sir?

I had a dream and it was scary and there was monsters and I didn't like it and I want my real dreams back now, please.

Question!

A friend of yours has a problem. A really big, bad problem that makes them do things they don't want to do, including hurting other people. You find out about that problem.

Do you:

A. Try to find a way to help them and support them and be there for them, only giving up if and when it's obvious they can't be helped.

or

B. Be terrible and mean and tell them not to talk to you or anyone you know ever again, then not bother telling any of their real friends about their problem so they can still get some help.

Definitely needing guidance here so if anyone has any experience in something like this, that'd be awesome.

Is it going to get warm soon? I don't like not being able to play outside. I want to go to the park but it's too cold even if it looks real pretty.

( Filtered to Peter Fleming )

Right. I don't have time for this. Show me to the exit and I'll just

The knights were an interesting touch.

This isn't where Am I still This is wrong Vinc Could someone please tell me what's going on?

I can't I keep seeing I'm a little bit confused.

Holy crap! The Guennol Lioness! It's here! I don't know how but it's here! And as soon as I can lose the husband, it'll be mine!

My bank account doesn't just have my name on it anymore. I have to share it. Me!

Somebody's getting stabbed in the face.

This is just what I dreamed.

[ooc: posted in the wee hours of the morning]

Why does this place look as though it's falling apart?