NO EXITS

POE

TAKESHI KOVACS:

What do you need?

And don't say nothing. We both know that's bullshit.

Hello Derleth Captees,

I'm Nancy Wheeler, a new arrival. I guess my first question is, who has been in this pocket dimension the longest?

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Hey Robin and Eddie.

[Eliot (after figuring out how to send private messages)]

Silena directed me to you about questions. I have a few. Are you free now to meet up?

[Eddie, Robin & Steve]

We're all going to the ball, right?

So this ball is starting to look somewhere in the realm of serious to completely whimsical. In the interest to make sure we're not completely fucked perhaps now would be a good time to make sure you have a date unless you have your heart set on stag.

Comment with your name, flavor on the LGBTQIA+ spectrum, qualities you may or may not be into, maybe something about yourself, age range, etc. Even if this isn't a romantic outing for you, let's not sell ourselves completely short, shall we?

Just to let everybody know... a couple of weeks ago when those cupcakes appeared in our rooms and cursed whoever ate them in various ways, I was cursed to have a very detailed dream whenever I fell asleep. In this dream, I attended an extravagant ball where I danced the entire time, but when I awoke my body was sore and ached with pain, which got worse after each dream. When, in my dream, I tried to stop dancing, or attempted to leave, I would be caught up again by the other guests and forced to continue dancing.

I bring this up because the clothes I received today are exactly the same ones I wore in my dreams. I realized the shoes were also the same, but I didn't want to jump to conclusions but today practically confirms it in my mind... the person or people who are throwing this party are the same ones responsible for those cupcakes, so we need to keep in mind the level of magic that we're dealing with here.

Hey, it's Keyleth right? A good friend of mine name of Eddie was just telling me that he's really bummed out because his phone lost a battle with a puddle and he thought he wouldn't be able to reach you. I told him no worries and I could pass on a message.

Before I do I just want to say that Eddie's a solid guy. Good hair, musical talent that definitely appeals to someone out there, and he helped stop a swarm of demon bats from killing me one time. Solid guy.

Okay so the message is that he wanted to know if you would be his plus one to the ball. Don't worry, he can't see this so you can be honest.

[[OOC: For context, this IS a public entry. Team 1986 doesn't get how to filter yet. May lessons be learned. Maybe.]]