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❄ sixth reminder
[ morning ; 1338 benny road ]
[ Jade can't help but feel something is wrong this morning when she wakes up. She feels like she's missed something, almost like she's been asleep for a long time. She stumbles out of bed, feeling a little fuzzy, noticing the changes to her room. The window's been repaired, there's a backpack that she didn't have before with half finished homework on the desk. She doesn't really start to feel concerned until she looks at the calendar on her wall, which has been flipped over to October.
That can't be right.
She grabs it from the wall, bursts out into the hallway still in her nightgown and clutching it to her chest. ]
Karkat? Gamzee?
[ phone ]
Hi Mayfield! Long time no talk! Or maybe we did talk, but it wasn't me me, it was creepy drone me. I'm not really sure what happened, I can't remember anything since, hmmm, a couple weeks ago, I think, after the zombies. I don't remember going home, or being here, nothing! It's kind of scary, but I'm glad that I was a normal creepy drone and not a murderous creepy drone. I really hope that doesn't happen to me again. Have you ever had something like that happen to you? Not even just droning but, I don't know, something reeeeally creepy where you almost... don't exist. It's kind of scary.
Oh, and apparently I'm a girl scout now, hehe.
[ afternoon ; your front door ]
[ There is some pretty persistent knocking at your front door right now. If and when you get around to answering it, you will find Jade on your doorstep, wagon stacked high with boxes of cookies behind her. She is looking particularly adorable right now, all dressed up in a girl scout's uniform. ]
Hi!! Do you like cookies?
[ phone; fail filter to eridan ]
Eridan? Hi, um... how are you?
[ Jade can't help but feel something is wrong this morning when she wakes up. She feels like she's missed something, almost like she's been asleep for a long time. She stumbles out of bed, feeling a little fuzzy, noticing the changes to her room. The window's been repaired, there's a backpack that she didn't have before with half finished homework on the desk. She doesn't really start to feel concerned until she looks at the calendar on her wall, which has been flipped over to October.
That can't be right.
She grabs it from the wall, bursts out into the hallway still in her nightgown and clutching it to her chest. ]
Karkat? Gamzee?
[ phone ]
Hi Mayfield! Long time no talk! Or maybe we did talk, but it wasn't me me, it was creepy drone me. I'm not really sure what happened, I can't remember anything since, hmmm, a couple weeks ago, I think, after the zombies. I don't remember going home, or being here, nothing! It's kind of scary, but I'm glad that I was a normal creepy drone and not a murderous creepy drone. I really hope that doesn't happen to me again. Have you ever had something like that happen to you? Not even just droning but, I don't know, something reeeeally creepy where you almost... don't exist. It's kind of scary.
Oh, and apparently I'm a girl scout now, hehe.
[ afternoon ; your front door ]
[ There is some pretty persistent knocking at your front door right now. If and when you get around to answering it, you will find Jade on your doorstep, wagon stacked high with boxes of cookies behind her. She is looking particularly adorable right now, all dressed up in a girl scout's uniform. ]
Hi!! Do you like cookies?
[ phone; fail filter to eridan ]
Eridan? Hi, um... how are you?
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Very well then, I see no issues with this, but the house where it should be done. Mine is crowded with drones though.
Surely people will give you a hand.
[Because who can say no to Jade?]
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And.
Karkat.
Ahaha- ahahaha.]
You might want to run this through them first.
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I'm sure they will be fine with it!
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[And not armed. Look, she made peace with Karkat, but she can't just face Gamzee right now, can she?]
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And let me know if you need to sell some boxes. My drone mother might buy some.
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