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[scorpiospider.livejournal.com]

[Sometime during the middle of the day, a text was sent out]

Uuuuuuuugh.
Someone mind explaining where the hell I am? This is kind of dum8.
I mean, who takes someone a8out to die and puts them on a weird island like this? Laaaaaaaame.
Ugh and I need to clean up. Some8ody point me to an a8ulation trap or 8athtu8 or whatever you call it. This red shit is gross.

Comments

[Video]

[stripping.livejournal.com]

Another person brought from the point of death?

There's a hotel with free rooms. The shower should be able to suit your needs.

[Directions go here!]

[Text]

[scorpiospider.livejournal.com]

[Text]

[stripping.livejournal.com]

There's nothing I can do about martyrdom or about being here in general.

[video]

[estantiga.livejournal.com]

[SUP VRISKA]

Don't think this place gives a damn about whether someone's dead or not.

text (Miki is not good at texting)

[nomammano.livejournal.com]

lol the islnad brought you here two? what red sh*t??????

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

The fuck am I reading?

[Text]

[babel_hacker]

You're in Prospero, United States.

No one knows how we got here.

The Bayview Hotel's free to stay at.

[Text]

[scorpiospider.livejournal.com]

[Text]

[stripping.livejournal.com]

I imagine bleeding to death generally is.

Um, do you need help getting to the hotel? I can help you walk.

[Text]

[scorpiospider.livejournal.com]

[Whoa pink hair. Sup, Rider]

[Text I can see that!]

[scorpiospider.livejournal.com]

[Uh wut]

Re: [Text]

[scorpiospider.livejournal.com]

[scorpiospider.livejournal.com]

[Text]

[scorpiospider.livejournal.com]

[Text]

[stripping.livejournal.com]

If you can describe where you are, I can come there.

[Text]

[scorpiospider.livejournal.com]

[Here's a description, somewhere a bit deserted]

[Text] -> [Action]

[stripping.livejournal.com]

You said yourself you don't need help. I'm just being a guide.

[Hey look, here's that place and here's a teenager finding that place.]

[permavideo because what is typing...]

[estantiga.livejournal.com]

You have some kind of problem?

[Permatext because troll]

[scorpiospider.livejournal.com]

[Action]

[scorpiospider.livejournal.com]

[Oh look a cute black haired thirteen year old covered in blood and typing her next answer before looking up]

... hey guide.

[Action]

[stripping.livejournal.com]

[He expected somebody more adult.]

Hello. It's not far, don't worry. Can you stand on your own?

[Action]

[scorpiospider.livejournal.com]

[With that whiny petulance? Nope, thirteen year old not quite getting she doesn't look like a troll right now]

Of course! [Vriska slowly tried to push herself up, wincing and talking under her breath] Damn, Aradia. Didn't think you had it in you.

[Action]

[stripping.livejournal.com]

[He sighs and kneels to take an arm around her.] Lean on me.

[estantiga.livejournal.com]

Hm? What're you babbling about?

[Action]

[scorpiospider.livejournal.com]

[There was a soft grumble as she did, tottering to her feet] This is so stupid.