songerein | { haunted carnival | test drive #08

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{ haunted carnival | test drive #08 - october 2022 }

HAUNTED CARNIVAL

Full details on everything can be found here, but an important reminder that this event log doubles as our Test Drive Meme and information can be found in this section.

This means any outside characters participating in the log are canonly logged as appearing in Songerein in October and will remain in Songerein from the IC date of October 25 through 31 (this log is forward dated to the 25th). However, outside characters can only thread within this log, so for those seriously considering the game, you are welcome to use non-festival prompts for your toplevels. Anyone who apps in and is accepted will have their character count October as their first time in the game without any disruption, so all content will carry over. Those who do not apply will disappear which should not seem too unusual as people randomly disappear already, however players in game can choose to retcon and pretend a character was never there to begin with if it would be easier; or even think their presence was just a dream.

IMPORTANT! All outside characters MUST have "TDM" in their subject line, even if you might not app. This will help people differentiate those who are already in the game and those who are not.

TDM threads are required for samples. Refer to the Game Info for general information and feel free to toss any questions here. Reserves will open Tuesday, October 25th and Applications will open on November 1st. Our application cycles are bi-monthly so the next cycle after won't be until January.

TDM Toplevel Link Directory (click to view; updated 10/28)

American McGee's Alice - Alice Liddell
Avatar: The Last Airbender - Azula
BlazBlue - Noel Vermillion
Case Study of Vanitas - Vanitas
Dangan Ronpa - Chiaki Nanami
Devil May Cry - Lady
Final Fantasy VII - Cloud Strife
Genshin Impact - Albedo
Genshin Impact - Eula Lawrence
Genshin Impact - Kaeya
Genshin Impact - Razor
Great Ace Attorney - Ryunosuke Naruhodo
Helluva Boss - Blitzø
Helluva Boss - Octavia
Jujutsu Kaisen - Fushiguro Megumi
Kaze Hikaru - Okita Souji
Library of Ruina - Angela
Mikagura School Suite - Yuto Akama
My Hero Academia - Bakugo Katsuki
Octopath Traveler - Ophilia
Original Character - Kate Galloway (Jigoku CRAU)
Original Character - Marie Daenthelm
Original Character - Pauline Bonheur
Persona 3 - Ken Amada
Promare - Lio Fotia
Shadow Hearts: Covenant - Yuri Hyuga
Tales of Berseria - Magilou
Tales of Berseria - Rokurou Rangetsu
Tales of Berseria - Velvet Crowe
Tales of Hearts - Chalcedony Akerman
Tales of Hearts - Hisui Hearts (Aefenglom CRAU)
Tales of the Rays - Baldr
Touken Ranbu - Hizen Tadahiro
Touken Ranbu - Ichimonji Norimune
Transformers IDW - Soundwave
Your Wings and Mine - Shealtiel

I. CARNIVAL FUN

The moment a guest enters the carnival grounds, there is a high chance (read: optional) they will find themselves changed in some way to fit the spooky, haunted atmosphere. Instead of just wearing a vampire costume, the character will actually turn into one. Of course, how much of a transformation varies between complete to partial changes. It should be noted that this is only a cosmetic and ability change—no matter what someone changes into, they won't have any personality changes…unless one of the carnival attendants cast a small enchantment to make it so. Of course this is by chance as well (read: optional).

A. Haunted Food. While there is some standard fare carnival food around, the Haunted Carnival has some unique items with even more interesting effects:

Caramel Apples: Tart green apples dipped in caramel and decorated with chocolate to look like they’re covered in spiders and spider webs. Eating one of these will have the dreamer feeling crafty and industrious, just like spiders themselves often are. Also, the idea of eating bugs (or even other spiders?!) suddenly seems strangely appealing…
Cherry Blood Popcorn: Popcorn drenched in cherry syrup and decorated with candy bones. The combination of sugar and dreamotion energy leaves the eater feeling giddy and cheerful, somewhat in contrast to the gruesome appearance of the treat itself.
Funnel "Brain" Cakes: Funnel cakes colored to look like brains when served. Comes in regular or zombie brain varieties. Eating one makes you feel lethargic and hungry, like the only thing that matters is your next snack fix, but you’re not willing to do much more than shamble toward it.
Mummies in a Blanket: Small hot dogs wrapped in biscuit dough and decorated to look like mummies. After eating this, you may or may not want to wrap yourself into a blanket and take a nap—ideally somewhere dark and spooky.

B. FUN AND GAMES. Mixed in with the food vendors are several booths advertising a variety of carnival games, including but not limited to the ones below.. The prizes you win may or may not be cursed. Best of luck!

NERF Gun Shooting Gallery: Use dreamotion to shoot foam darts from a gun at various ghostly and ghouly targets lined up on a platform. Advanced players may want to try their hand at making the guns shoot other objects. Water? Fire? Glitter bombs? The only limit is one’s imagination.
Ring Toss: A series of witch hats are lined up, and the objective is to toss rings on the hats for points. Did something just peek up from under one of the hats? It’s probably nothing to worry about.
Potion Bottles: A variation of the milk bottles game wherein you throw balls to knock over flasks and beakers filled with strangely-colored liquid. In most cases, the spilled potion is totally harmless. Once in a while, however, it may have some interesting effects on the player and/or the booth itself.
Slime Pit: There’s a giant pit of slime with a sign next to it: prizes within for those willing to get a bit messy! Said prizes range from giant candy bars to random silly toys to skeletal limbs…? Oh that belongs to the skeleton having fun in the pit, they might want it back.

II. ATTRACTIONS

A. Hall of Mirrors. A classic maze of mirrors that are usually filled with special effects to make one's reflection look distorted. In the beginning the distortions are more humorous, making one look super skinny or extremely curvy. However, the deeper one goes, the reflections begin to look a bit…strange. The mirrors begin to reflect the "worst" side of an individual, but in a more embarrassing manner. When they first wake up in the morning, having a bad hair day, dressed poorly, being lazy on the couch—mostly benign things that would be embarrassing to show others. But there are some that may reveal one's darker self they wish to hide from others and are forced to face—especially when the reflections will step out and follow the original until the end of the maze. They won't do anything, just follow silently like a shadow, but even that may be taxing for anyone, especially if others see. The reflection must either be pushed back into an empty mirror, or it will disappear on its own when exiting the building.

B. Wild Carousel. The creatures on this carousel are not just colorful painted steeds but are more frightening in nature and looking more undead than living. Skeletal horses, direwolves, fanged deer with bloody horns. What makes this ride truly terrifying, however, is that the creatures are alive, restrained only by the pole stuck through them. But there are times when they manage to break free, causing havoc as they run through the park. The only good news is they don't attack, instead aiming for the carnival food as if hungry. Either hang on or help capture them back!

C. Cirque du Souleil. Near the center of the carnival is a large circus tent, and it boasts a variety of shows that are death defying, terrorific, and guaranteed to make everyone scream in fright and awe. The usual acts are available to see: acrobatics, musical performances, theatrical skits, and using ghostly steeds to ride through the large arena. But what makes this circus unique is that all the performers are capable of separating their soul from their physical body, similar to astral projecting or dreamwalking outside of dreams and being visible to all. And now they're asking for volunteer pairs to either participate in a more simple act such as an acrobatic stunt on the swings or tight rope…or eat a special candy that will allow them to have an out of body experience via dreamwalking outside. The only "flaw" is their dreamwalking form will tend to float up to the top of the tent, so their partner who hasn't eaten the candy has to tether them via dreamotion to get through some simple obstacles. No worries, the professionals will help return the soul if they get lost.

D. Spinning Bumper Cups. A combination of the classic bumper cars and spinning cups rides, this attraction has its riders in skull shaped bumper cars that will randomly spin. Riders have the ability to fire off "pumpkin bombs" at the others, which will splatter pumpkin goop to slow down their car. It will also make the car spin for a few rotations. Dreamotion will also help boost the speed, stabilize a spinning car faster, and make the pumpkin bombs more explosive. Just be careful—the barrier around the arena is made of bones and therefore quite brittle. It's not unusual to see a car spin out and lose control driving through the carnival grounds. Stop the runaway car and bring it back! Or shoot people with pumpkin bombs.

E. Ferris Wheel. Ah, the ferris wheel, a gentle ride that elevates one high in the air to allow them to see the sights below, in this case the entire carnival grounds and the surrounding areas like the bordering forests, the Observatory, and the edge of Reverein. However, as with everything in this carnival, the ride is not always so gentle. There are times when the entire ride accelerates to a faster pace, causing the (fortunately) enclosed cabins to rock dangerously as it rotates around. There are times when it keeps going, not letting anyone off until three rotations. And then there are times when the top half of the cabin disappears, exposing the riders to the cooler winds. Fortunately handle bars will appear they can hold onto, but no seat belts. Enjoy the view?

F. Other Rides. There are plenty of rides and attractions at the carnival, too many to list all of them here. A roller coaster, tower drop, gravitron, bungee jumps, pendulum ship—whatever one might think exists, it's there in all its twisted nightmare glory. One thing they all have in common is the more fear and thrill and screams generated, the faster they go. Just hope the ride doesn't stall and get stuck…

III. HAUNTING CLUES

Although the main purpose for these prompts is to find the clues, anyone is free to use them for general use and not focus on getting the clue. For those who do participate, we'll be asking for thread during our Activity Check! Those who are TDMing regardless of application can also have their threads counted by commenting to this thread and following the directions.

#1. Haunted Dollhouse. There is a special building called the Haunted Dollhouse. It's similar to a haunted house, however this attraction is filled with moving porcelain dolls that will try to scare and chase those who enter (it's quite likely some members of the newly added Porcelain Town have volunteered to help). Sometimes, those who enter are cursed into a doll and are now vulnerable. They are also not always able to move on their own will. This is not great as sometimes the dolls kind of…malfunction and will actually become aggressive. The weapons they wield are also not props, so that's a problem. However, they are small and can only inflict minor wounds and can be easily taken out.

The main clue here is "Villains!' I shrieked. 'Dissemble no more! I admit the deed! Tear up the planks! Here, here! It is the beating of his hideous heart!" To help both those who have turned into dolls as well as get the clue, everyone has to find the right place where some candied hearts are hidden. Fortunately the "blood trail" (it's raspberry syrup) will help lead them to the right place.

#2. Abandoned House. A little away from the main attractions there is a run down house surrounded by trees…and a lot of ravens. A raven with red eyes will guide those who dare or wish to face a lost loved one to the house. Inside it's just filled with faceless busts and empty paintings, but soon they are filled with the images of those lost ones. It could be a person, pet, thing, but they are there, just staring. Only the eyes and mouths move, and what the person hears are their insecurities and fears related to how they lost whatever they see. Anyone else will either see the original blanks or their own personalized images.

The main clue is "And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting // On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door // Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning // Shall be lifted – nevermore". To get out of this house, they have to first look for the bust that has the red eyed raven on it. This will be tricky as there will be many ravens with different colored eyes. Once they do, there will be a small picture frame. They must manifest one or more of the images they are seeing and capture it into the frame. This is simply done by waving it like a net, but the manifestation can move around. This can be as easy or difficult as a player wants, and how affected the character is from what they see and hear can also be a factor. The more affected they are, the easier it is to manifest but difficult to capture. The less affected, it will be more difficult to manifest as they have to tap into that raw fear, but will be easier to capture.

#3. Hay Bale Maze. Just outside of the circus tent is a large hay bale maze with the hay…looking as if it's seen much better days. It's filled with spooks that like to jump scare maze goers or bodiless limbs that reach out to grab, but aside from that it's harmless. Except for one particular figure.

The main clue is "Who dares?" he demanded hoarsely of the courtiers who stood near him --"who dares insult us with this blasphemous mockery? Seize him and unmask him --that we may know whom we have to hang at sunrise, from the battlements!" There is a red clad figure wearing a skull mask. He will randomly bust through the hay walls and engage maze goers into a fight. Those who are incapable will flee in terror while the figure will chase, which will be a pretty good clue as to where he is. Once engaged, any weapon and dreamotion can be used at their disposal and the challenge is to just simply best him in a fight (not to the death). Striking the figure even once will earn a victory and the skull mask will be granted.

#4. Musical Catacombs. For a bit more lighthearted fun, there is an underground catacombs that is filled with tombs. Some of them have actual skeletons and ghosts sleeping in them, but they won't harm anyone if bothered. Just be a bit cranky, maybe throw a bone. At someone's head. Down here it's quite lively, filled with music, dancing, and a lot of alcohol. Minors will only get sparkling juice.

The main clue is "'Ha! ha! ha! — he! he! he! — a very good joke, indeed — an excellent jest. We will have many a rich laugh about it at the palazzo — he! he! he! — over our wine — he! he! he!' // 'The Amontillado!' I said." One of the games is a dancing game where the tombs will light up a certain color and participants have to properly hit the correct corresponding floor panel (basically a music rhythm/DDR themed game). Should they make a perfect score, one of the tombs will open and have a crusty wine bottle in it. It has competitor and co-op mode.

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Several weeks worth of weird repressed feelings, frustrations and fuck ups all bubbled and boiled over in an instant as Blitzø came bounding over, and if she were able to stand on two legs she would have gladly used one of them to punt him straight in the balls as he came close.

Instead, she opted for next best option, she didn't have her crutch? She'd make a crutch, grabbing Blitzø's horns. "Fucking doesn't matter..."

She yanked him by the horns with enough force to cause a whiplash case, shoving him under one arm as she let go of the quickly deflating goblin-gnome-thing behind them, "Just get us the fuck out of here and somewhere quiet, okay? Can we do that first?!"

Bad enough she was in that spot now, worse that all these randos were looking at them like performance theater. If they were gonna talk, all the better they find somewhere she could have a moments peace to collect those thoughts at least first.

[For his baby, he'll endure it - he doesn't complain aside from involuntary grunts of pain at being yanked on, looping an arm around the small of her back to keep her steady.]

That's right you FUCKOS, keep walking!! We're assassins, not a fucking circus act. MOVE it.

[He chucks his other soda, grabbing the guitar and sizing up Loona for a few seconds - how was he gonna do it, she was heavy from how built she was, ah fuckit, he could piggyback her so long as she didn't squirm too hard.]

Go ahead and grab hold, sweetie--

[He heaves and lifts, yeah, not that much worse than the grenade launcher.]

"...goddamn hate this..." She wanted to just bury her face and not look as of course goddamn Blitzø only broadcasts them even more.

At this point it was like one of those things of control where Loona couldn't do a thing to stop the onslaught of humiliation to come and just near enough ragdolled, letting her adoptive father-slash-employer heft her up, with her flopping like a freshly skinned kill coat addorned atop him.

"Go for the educational rides, no one fucking ever goes on those, we can catch a breath there!"

Ohh, smart idea, sweetie!

[He cooes proudly, starting his way jogging along towards some more boring, quiet area for the two of them to catch up. It takes a few minutes, but eventually people stop caring about the two and the crowd thins out. Finding a crappy old corner next to a vending machine that only had overpriced water, Blitz eased her down off his back and onto a bench so he could wipe sweat off his brow.]

Phew! Got outta the hotseat on that one. Sick costume, Loonie.

Down she sat, near jerking herself out of her adoptive father's hold to shuffle onto the bench proper and took a moment to exhale slowly.

"Fuck... okay..." She hooked a hand underneath the cast that had so panicked Blitzø, yanking the offending leg up and onto the bench, partially to elevate the thing and more to keep him from sitting down there so she could take the whole width of the bench to herself.

She clapped hands together in front of her muzzle, pointedly trying to direct herself to be as direct as possible before this escalated in some way or fashion, "...You got a fuckton of questions, I got a bunch too."

"So, fair's fucking fair, one at a time, alright?"

She jerked her thumb back at the broken leg, "Basically? It's all Mox's damn fault. Yanked his ass out of the way of a big bad and got yeeted out of the fucking forest."

Seemed pretty distinct, and not fully wrong. "Don't know what the fuck got into me to save his scrawny ass."

"..."

"Mostly because I think if I didn't Mills woulda probly broke BOTH my legs instead. So, devil you know or some shit I guess."

"..."

"My turn," Loona said decisively, and hated her question was so basic, "When's the last time you remember seeing me, like, before you got here?"

[What'd she say? Something something Moxxie? All Blitz heard was that his Loona not only was fighting with the rest of the ~~family~~ employees, but she saved one of them.]

Oooh Loonie, I always believed in you!

[Unironically, too!]

I think you came in while I was slouched on the couch.

"Yeah yeah, just... take it down a notch..." The hellhound suddenly had a mental image of shoving Blitzø's head in the churro stands deep fat frying thing. It wouldn't really hurt per se, what with the whole heat resistance. But she couldn't imagine it'd be anything close to comfy.

Not to mention funny as all hell watching Blitzø stumble about with his head coated in deep fried batter.

Still... Blitzø had dropped a shit on her sundae with his answer, "Fuck..."

"Okay... okay. This'll sound absolutely bullshit, but I shit you not. I've been stuck here like nearly a month now. Dreamtime is fucking weird."

"Got no fucking idea when last I saw you before this whole place..."

"So. Yeah."

"..."

"Guess it's ball back to you, Blitzø. Next questions?"

Yeah, got the impression of that when I bumped into Stolas.

[Questions, hmm... he gently puts his claws on the cast, way too light to even be felt.]

Does it hurt, sweetie? Do you have anyone helping out?

[A million and one possible questions and he ignores all of them.]

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For a moment, Loona hesitated. Her gut instinct was to take a punch at him for automatically going into her personal space, whether she could feel the claws or not on the cast.

But, for some reason, she just let it go, shoulders sagging, as she looked aside, "It's... fine."

"Like... fuck, been through way worse."

"...you know, back in the fucking adoption center? You break something, you're lucky if you get a stick to bite on, never mind actual medical shit."

"..." she sighed, time to rip the bandaid off.

"And... yeah, me, Mills and Mox kinda banded together. Y'know? IMP against the fucking world, and we found this guy who hired us up while we're here. His name's Dante, dude is pretty cool considering I think he made his bread and butter putting demons on ice before."

"He's been looking out for us, and, iunno... maybe you should meet the guy?"

"..."

"My turn I guess."

"..."

"You, uh... wanna sign the cast?"

WAIT waitwaitwaitwait... some other guy hired you??

[THAT throws him off, his hackles raised immediately. They just-- they were together, but they were all working for someone else? THAT'S why they didn't need him?]

What the fuck? Who the fuck scalps someone else's employees!! Who's this fucking guy, Dante, what's he look like? How good is he? He doesn't pay better, does he? Shit!!

In an instant, Loona's blood boiled over.

She let down the wall for just a second... and he was making all of this about him? Talking about the fucking adoption center? Even offering to let him sign the cast? Did he even have any IDEA how aggressively she'd been trying to keep everyone away from it?

Her eyes became small, distant glimmers in the blood red haze that glowered over them, her fangs bared as finally she snapped, as her good leg lunged out right at Blitz's mid-section, "Why am I fucking surprised!?"

"I'm stuck in this sugarplum shitshow for a MONTH. With no booze, no voxflix, no fucking wifi, and it is THE most irritable, mundane, fucked up slice of twee since the Care Bears fucked all the My Little Ponies and barfed out... fucking, I don't know, those CHERUB things!"

"A MONTH. Of THAT. And yet, the second YOU waltz back on in, SOMEHOW seeing you here has been THE most painful experience I've had, even more than my fucking leg!"

She hauled herself up, not caring about how much it hurt as she began to limp as quickly and sharply as she could forward, keen to get away from her adoptive father as quickly as possible.

"Just do me a favor and go find a pony to suck off, this place is all about dreams, you go live that one out and leave ME the fuck alone!"

[What the fuck! Blitz doesn't know where that came from, and despite her blatantly telling him that he hurt her, he scrambled in front of her anyway.]

Loona, I-- shit, fuck, I don't give a fuck about any ponies or whoever the fuck. I give a shit about you.

[He doesn't get what hurt, he doesn't know, but he keeps walking backwards in front of her, arms outstretched, even if she's just as likely to punch him again. He could take it, he knew he deserved it sometimes, he knew she didn't mean it.]

Loona recoiled for a moment, nearly stumbling with her lopsided walk and having to catch herself from tripping. But no sooner had she balanced herself, all she saw in front of her was Blitzø flapping his mouth and getting in her way.

And Loona knew just what to do with things that got in her way.

She gritted her teeth, and while her adoptive father expected a punch, Loona had something else in mind.

Unfortunately in her burst of anger, she'd forgotten about the broken leg part of this equation as she had to stand on her good leg, haul back her casted limb and then punt the imp right between the legs.

The unexpected part of course being the bit where she'd see stars from the action itself, letting out a string of expletives that would have all but the largest of the faire's rides and attractions grind to a halt at her outburst as she fell back to the ground, grabbing the leg as if she could try and alleviate any of the sudden jolts of pain.

Still, while Blitzø may have inadvertantly managed to stop Loona for now, what condition he'd find himself after receiving 30 pounds of plastered limb smashing into his dick was negligible, and it was likely now going to be a contest to see who could get back on their feet - or foot - first.

Until then, at least he seemingly had more time to talk. If he even could right now?

[Making an agonized sound, Blitz collapsed after having the bottom of his pelvis and all the dangly bits involved completely crushed. Holy FUCK that hurt-- his head was positively swimming.

In a hoarse, croaking voice, he whispered,]

G.... gOoD shOT, Loonie...

[Letting the waves of pain crash, Blitz sat up with a groan, touching Loona's hand.]

I'll help ya back, s'least I could do for my girl, after you've had to put up with all this shit by yourself.

Loona just lay there for a moment, an arm draped over her eyes as the two of them took their sweet time picking themselves off the ground like the worst slices of overdone bacon left caked into the frying pan.

But finally it was Blitzø who went and made it first to talk.

She half-coughed, half-hiccuped, eyes watery there and kept her face covered. The pain was plenty good an excuse at least, she didn't want to look at him when he said those words.

'My girl'.

"Fuck..." She managed finally, before nodding, "Okay... okay... yeah..."

"Just-" another half laugh, half hiccup, "-just me or... this right here? Isn't this like the perfect fucking example of us being... us?"

Yeah? Where you're cool and cute and standing up for yourself?

[He's still sore and his voice is still cracking, but that doesn't keep him from doting. He pets at her hair and ears, smiling despite tearing up from pain.

Loona, being tough and trying to be patient, but Blitz himself being... insufferable. Yeah, that's them to a tee, he thinks.]

I'm here now, let's get you back and rested then you can get back to throwing mugs and pillows at me from the couch!

[That'll be much better for his sweet adopted daughter, dealing with a broken leg and weird nice not-hell shit going on.]

There was that moment when he went to pet her that she flinched.

All the time since she had left the Adoption Center and she still flinched each time Blitzø or anyone else reached over her head to pet her, but it was only a momentary reaction before she relaxed, and rather than biting his hand, she let him do as he wished.

She just sniffed and kept her eyes covered there, a half-laugh pushed out once more.

"Heh... not- not gonna lie right about now? The couch? Sounds abso-fucking-lutely amazing."

She wasn't going to move anywhere here, she was just going to completely ragdoll here. Whatever Blitzø decided, she was okay going for now as she'd just settle in and maybe, just maybe, she'd just enjoy the moment of some effort on the red-faced bastard trying to be nice for once.

"...bad time to say again they got no TV or streaming in this dump...?"

I could put on one of my old clown acts for ya, sweetie.

[He joked lightly, of course, figuring she'd have no interest in that either. That's fine. He was getting his second wind enough, he could pull her up into his arms and start carrying her that way.]

Which way's home here? I'll find something fun you can do after we're tucked in.

"...fuck, thought you were trying to distract me from thinking about anything painful..." She let out one last snirk there as she just flopped over him once more, but winced at the new question more than any bodily wounds recovering.

"Thaaaat part is kinda in progress. Although, oddly enough, two birds one stone - like we fucking need to conserve stones or some shit - I was gonna tell you where 'home' was since you were gonna go there to have words with Dante anyhow..."

Uh, yeah, if I go have fucking words with a family-poacher I'll go myself, thanks.

[Partly because no one needs to see him when he stops delaying his meltdown. Or stopping him. Whichever happens first.]

And you, young lady, are gonna put this leg up and take it easy! And get pampered and spoiled and taken care of like you deserve.

"Yeah... well... whatever..."

She sighed, the words falling out of her mouth just as lacking in energy as the rest of her, resigned to her doom it looked like she certainly wasn't going to the office anytime soon at this rate.

Well, at least there on Blitzø's back she could let her head just bob to the side, closing her eyes slowly, and throwing herself to whatever fate her adopted father-slash-employer would likely have her wake up in.

But still, it didn't seem quite right to fall asleep without at least one final bit of talking as she would let herself rest, her words becoming quieter and quieter as she began to drift, "Thanks... Dad..."

[Did he hear that right??? Shit. He'd definitely find them the best, most comfortable, most spacious spot to live in in whatever this weird dream-world was. The one with the biggest, comfiest couch and a nice private room for his Loonie and--

Needless to say, Blitz had enough of a skip in his step as he scurried off, careful not to wake up Loona as he went to find a good place for them to hole up.]

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