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πš†π™Ύπšπš‚π™·π™Έπ™Ώ (π™Όπ™Ύπ™³πš‚) ([personal profile] uruz) wrote in [community profile] sacktime2026-01-17 09:25 am
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MFLN ● JANUARY 2026

MFLN
welcome sleepies, to our very first meme saturday! every month a little mod-hosted meme will go up for us to play around with admist the chaos, and this theme was chosen by popular demand! we've all heard about texts from last night, but have you heard of......



MURMURS FROM LAST NIGHT


strange things happen in the night. maybe you drink, or dream, or get high as a kite, and it's hard to hide it! especially when we're all collectively connected in a way! the rules are quite simple! you may even know them by now.
πŸ’€ post a top level for your character and include a few text starters, like the ones provided.
πŸ’€ interact.
πŸ’€ thrive.
πŸ’€ if you wish for your threads to be game canon, the sky is the limit (just make sure your thread partner is okay with it!).
πŸ’€ We might have some special guests later.
have fun. worship.
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[personal profile] merged 2026-01-20 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A beat of hesitation, and then: ] She sent me a stuffed animal in the first couple of months here. Something from home. [ Distate colors her words, upper lip curling with the ghost remnants of rage. ]

Did she step in herself to protect you? Or do you just think she did because you're alive right now?
inverseye: (1010podo 02)

[personal profile] inverseye 2026-01-21 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
Creepy.

[ He doesn't know why a stuffed animal of all things would incite so much rage but... He does remember waking up with that skull. Was it actually a gift? ]

Miss, the hosts stopped attacking me after I asked.

She said a lot of creepy things I didn't understand, but that was what mattered to me.
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[personal profile] merged 2026-01-21 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ anger morphs to interest, her emotions ebbing and flowing like the tide. ] So, she does have control over the Hosts. [ that is the first official confirmation she's ever heard. she's been running on assumptions. ]

Tell me about the creepy things she said. [ wowowoww, it's like she's forgotten how to ask. ] Could be useful.
inverseye: (15)

[personal profile] inverseye 2026-01-21 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Saheon's agreement isn't verbalized, but clearly felt through he murmur. It makes sense, right? It's Sleeps world, and she can probably control it. ]

I wasn't really paying attention... [ There was a rat and it was large... ]

Something about culling the rot and beginning the garden anew? I guess we're the rot, miss.
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[personal profile] merged 2026-01-22 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Something in the connection sours at his words. Sleep has used that metaphor before. ]

If we're the rot, why wouldn't she cull you first? [ The opportunity must've been there. He either lucked out, or he gave Sleep something she wanted more to put off the inevitable. ] Either way, doesn't sound like our future is looking very bright.
inverseye: (67)

[personal profile] inverseye 2026-01-22 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
Who knows? Maybe she likes me.

[ He's got the inkling of another idea, but he values his life to much to share here. ]

But fair bit of advice, miss. Might be good to keep your options open rather then shut her out completely.
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cw: casual mention of suicide

[personal profile] merged 2026-01-23 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
I doubt it. [ There's something to be said about her honesty. It's not always good, though. ]

That door is shut and deadbolted. She's part of the reason my dad is dead, and I'd rather kill myself than ever even entertain opening it.
inverseye: (114)

[personal profile] inverseye 2026-01-24 08:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ Um. Hold on a second here... ]

She killed your father?
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[personal profile] merged 2026-01-24 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)
A crazy cult kidnapped him, and then... [ Rage flickers, but it's accompanied by a deep-set grief. An unhealed wound. She barely manages to keep her voice from wavering. ] I was told they wouldn't keep him alive for long if I didn't show up. She took me when I was right there. I was so close to saving him, and she took me.

She knew. [ And she'd used promises to pull her in, to get her to agree. Sleep deserves as much blame as Claudia and the rest of The Order. ]