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.
π post a top level for your character and include a few text starters, like the ones provided.
π interact.
π thrive.
π 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!).
π We might have some special guests later.
[ 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.
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. ]
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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.
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[ 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.
cw: casual mention of suicide
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.
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She killed your father?
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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. ]