but even if the stars and moon collide [afterparty]

[allatonce]

[Well, that sucked!

After about an hour, invitations written in colorful ink appear under everyone's doors.]

Understandable if you're not up to it, but we're having a memorial and "don't wanna be alone" hang-out in the restaurant again.

[The restaurant has very much been decorated with the most rainbow fabric she could find in the department store. Jonathan got roped in, mainly so she could make sure he was doing okay, but also because she assumed that he knew how to put a tablecloth on a table. He seemed like the type, anyway.

After consulting with Undertaker, most of the food that's been set out is more traditional Chinese funeral food than Victorian—you can get a whole roast duck in the restaurant—but she tried for a mix of things. There is fruit, the aforementioned roast duck, and several vegetarian dishes along with potatoes for some reason and... cookies? Okay then.

Joy's trying, because that was way less terrible for her than it was for basically anyone else.

Happy Pride Wrath, New Rapture!]

Comments

[fuckingguy]

I fear we are only gonna come away from this with more questions... but you are welcome, of course.

Perhaps one of us who gets along with the Mayor should ask for more details. It certainly does not seem like half this shit is a coincidence.

[ He is definitely looking at the Bible+ on the floor right now! ]

[onemillion]

[...glances at the bible+..........]

No, it doesn't. I do have plenty of questions about these items as well... I'll see if I can get any more information out of him.

[He's not expecting much, but hey, he got more than he thought he would last time!!]

[fuckingguy]

Oh, good. He is... a very distasteful creature, that one, but it is for the best that we keep some kind of rapport.

[ maybe he should try?? haha jk absolutely not let's let rossiu take this one ]

[onemillion]

Agreed. I can handle that well enough, so I don't mind asking him questions.

[It's not fun, and it's not like he wants to talk to their captor, but he can handle it so that's what he'll do!!]

...Anyway, you don't mind if I take this, do you?

[This weird fake Lordgenome, he means. Better than letting someone else deal with it, right???]

[fuckingguy]

... Ah. No, of course not. He is your fake computer head friend, after all, and not mine. Also, would really clash with the kind of decor I am trying to pull together.

Do you think it is still a real computing machine, or will it be totally useless?

[onemillion]

Honestly, I'm not entirely sure. Without him waking up, it's doubtful... but not impossible. I'll hold onto him and see what I can accomplish on my own.

[It's not gonna be much!! But he will attempt.]

Though if we do get access to better tools and more technology, I may be able to come up with something.

[Though lbr, Aiba would be better at it. Rossiu's more the leader-guy than the tech-guy.]

Thank you again, Nandor. I'll see what I can do.

[So for now he's just going to take this head-in-a-jar back to his room!! Oof, this thing is heavy.]