You open the fridge, only to find that the interior is an absolute mess. Which is to say it's a jumble of image compression artifacts that are so horrendous you literally cannot tell any object in this fridge apart from any other.
You could stick your hand into it and grab something out of it if you really want to.
There aren't things in there, but rather warped and tangled fragments of them. It reminds me of the legends I have heard of what happens to creatures who stray too close to the borders of reality.
[ "There aren't things in there, but rather warped and tangled fragments of them. It reminds me of the legends I have heard of what happens to creatures who stray too close to the borders of reality."
very sexy of it
she's reopening the fridge to grab something before they go. ]
Oh...wait, no...it...it bestows upon everything it touches the visual quality of a painfully shitty jpeg which is also a cellphone picture of a screen. We've passed the realm of deep fried and gone straight into ̷͚̃͋͂̊ ̷̗͆̎̕ ̶̳̐̂̂̇ ̸͇͗͗̿̄ ̸̡̧̹͔͑̚ ̴̡̖̝̠̅͑͗͝ ̴̋̒ ̶̨̛̜͂̾ ̶̳̙͇̣͂̒̊ 🅱ȩ̵̳̻̲͐̓͘͝e̴̞̱͑͛🅱 ̷̃͋͂ ̷̗͆̎̕ ̶̳̐̂̂̇ ̸͇͗͗̿̄ ̸̡̧̹͔͑̚ ̴̡̖̝̠̅͑͗͝ ̴͈̋̒͠ ̶̨̛̜͂̾ ̶̳̙͇̣͂̒̊ ̶͔͘͝ ̵̙̌🅱ṙ̵̢̙̏͝i̸̡͖̯̎̀͘e̴̠͛͠🅱 ̷̃͋͂̊ ̷̗͆̎̕ ̶̳̐̂̂̇ ̸͇͗͗̿̄ ̸̡̧̹͔͑̚ ̴̡̖̝̠̅͑͗͝ ̴͈̋̒͠ ̶̨̛̜͂̾ ̶̳̙͇̣͂̒̊ ̶͔͘͝ ̵̙̌.. If you do decide to drink mystery ?fluid? you found in a dolphin mansion, it at least only lasts for an hour on living things! Your life will not be permanently reduced to a disgustingly compressed, washed-out image. Unless, of course, that's already what your life is.
In addition, Aradia has been afflicted with TWO of the following effects:
- An intense bitterness toward people who have some trait that you admire. - BLOODLUST! BLOODLUST! BLOODLUST! - All faces or face-like objects are now covered in mosiacs
Even though attending those sorts of spaces is something that should be done, that I should be doing - it's still something that worries you?
[ it comes out somewhat accusatory, short - in the back of her mind she certainly doesn't mean it to, but that strength and gentleness of amaranth's is so lovely it sets something off in her now, she feels she could wring her neck right now, squeeze out the essence and perhaps then she'd be able to emulate it, but ]
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[ a little a lot. ]
Mm. I don't think I like it much. [ it's so cursed. ]
[ —anyway. going to keep close to Eirene, and check out the fridge. ]
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You could stick your hand into it and grab something out of it if you really want to.
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Whatever's in there... it's gone Wyld-tainted, I think.
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There aren't things in there, but rather warped and tangled fragments of them. It reminds me of the legends I have heard of what happens to creatures who stray too close to the borders of reality.
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...I see. Er—well. In that case I think you're right.
I don't know much about the borders of reality, but—this place does seem to fit that... kind of description.
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[ pause ]
Gods, but I hope we're not in the Wyld right now.
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very sexy of it
she's reopening the fridge to grab something before they go. ]
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A Bottle of FUN.JPEG
This is a bottle of glitter? Drinkable glitter?
Oh...wait, no...it...it bestows upon everything it touches the visual quality of a painfully shitty jpeg which is also a cellphone picture of a screen. We've passed the realm of deep fried and gone straight into ̷͚̃͋͂̊ ̷̗͆̎̕ ̶̳̐̂̂̇ ̸͇͗͗̿̄ ̸̡̧̹͔͑̚ ̴̡̖̝̠̅͑͗͝ ̴̋̒ ̶̨̛̜͂̾ ̶̳̙͇̣͂̒̊ 🅱ȩ̵̳̻̲͐̓͘͝e̴̞̱͑͛🅱 ̷̃͋͂ ̷̗͆̎̕ ̶̳̐̂̂̇ ̸͇͗͗̿̄ ̸̡̧̹͔͑̚ ̴̡̖̝̠̅͑͗͝ ̴͈̋̒͠ ̶̨̛̜͂̾ ̶̳̙͇̣͂̒̊ ̶͔͘͝ ̵̙̌🅱ṙ̵̢̙̏͝i̸̡͖̯̎̀͘e̴̠͛͠🅱 ̷̃͋͂̊ ̷̗͆̎̕ ̶̳̐̂̂̇ ̸͇͗͗̿̄ ̸̡̧̹͔͑̚ ̴̡̖̝̠̅͑͗͝ ̴͈̋̒͠ ̶̨̛̜͂̾ ̶̳̙͇̣͂̒̊ ̶͔͘͝ ̵̙̌.. If you do decide to drink mystery ?fluid? you found in a dolphin mansion, it at least only lasts for an hour on living things! Your life will not be permanently reduced to a disgustingly compressed, washed-out image. Unless, of course, that's already what your life is.
In addition, Aradia has been afflicted with TWO of the following effects:
- An intense bitterness toward people who have some trait that you admire.
- BLOODLUST! BLOODLUST! BLOODLUST!
- All faces or face-like objects are now covered in mosiacs
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gently setting it in the bag. ]
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Aradia!
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Mm, isn't it fine? After all, I didn't bring a weapon like you did, did I, Mother-in-Law?
It'll be helpful for when we're back, won't it?
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She takes a half-step back; eases her posture in a way that's visibly deliberate. ]
All the more reason for me to see you well-defended. And the Wyld has a terrifying reputation.
But—I am sorry; I know you are hardly helpless.
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[ it comes out somewhat accusatory, short - in the back of her mind she certainly doesn't mean it to, but that strength and gentleness of amaranth's is so lovely it sets something off in her now, she feels she could wring her neck right now, squeeze out the essence and perhaps then she'd be able to emulate it, but ]
Mm, well, I should be grateful, shouldn't I...?
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Ah, but this isn't a gratitude sort of thing, to me. I wish to do right by you, to the best of my ability.
[ a touch strained, now ]
I have offended you, though. So... let me not press further.
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