wooliefrand | IT'S CL-OVER

IT'S CL-OVER

Who: Clover (and friends??)
What: What indeed
When: TBD

[GATHER AT THE FOUNTAIN ONCE YOUR PREPS ARE MADE AND TO BE SENT SOMEWHERE YOU'VE BEEN]

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[ ........snrk. He's trying not to laugh. ]

It would have been useful where we were, too. Lyra put my hair up into this ridiculous style, instead.

Thought that looked like Lyra-chan's work.

It worked well enough.

Did you find anything of note in the sewers? ...other than our Priest, that is.

Yeah. That's where they were hidin' the casino. Security was tight, too. Inside, they were gamblin' fer rations an' shit. Just a few grapes were enough ta send 'em into a frenzy.

[ scratches at the back of his neck, considering. ]

Fruit's real valuable, I guess.

We saw what looked like some kind of refugee crisis. Seems like they’re very, very low on resources.

There were a lot more creatures in that city than expected. Sheep, too.

That guy has a rough job.

Yeah, well, maybe he should focus more on his job an' less on kidnappin' people. I started a riot with a couple've grapes.

Obviously, but there are a lot more people in that city than there are people in this pasture.

...interesting colored sheep, too. I only recognized Peony's, the rest were evidently from "other pastures" that have been apparently taken over.

Like ya said, refugees. Really makes ya realize just how big this damn thing is.

It is much bigger than I initially anticipated. I thought most of the other residents of this world would be dead by now, but evidently not.

I wonder if it will change things.

"It"?

...everything we've done so far, I suppose.

[ sighs, scratching at the back of his neck. ]

We gotta hope so, right? I mean, Spinel did that thing with Ceo, an' then— that shit out there in the mist happened.

I'm not sure what that's going to do to him, though...

No, I mean— ya heard it out there too, right? When we were comin' back? All those fuckin' names.

Oh, right... I suppose the rest of you didn't get that instinctive understanding.

Our "true names" are out there, apparently. We can hunt them down out in the mist.

— we can? How?

Some complicated nonsense...

[ just going to summarize this info for him ]

[ handwaves handwaves.

he listens carefully, brows furrowing as he considers. ]

. . . 'kay. I'll look into it with Nue an' letcha know what we find out.

...

Yeah. Names are important. If you can find a way to regain yours, perhaps you should.

I think we'll know more once someone does. I don't mind bein' the fuckin' guinea pig. Give us a leg up, let the kids decide fer themselves what they want.

That, an' I want my name back. S'mine.

Might as well do something useful with it.

Just let me know what happens, and try not to get yourself killed.

Eh, if Nue's there, it'll be fine. He keeps me outta trouble.

Hah... I suppose he's reliable enough. Good luck.

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