“ sul tuo amore infranto ”

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𝑨 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒓.

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Valentina Constanzie, The Lyrist, is open for asks

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—rat king

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Part 1 || ??? (discontinued - serial killer event over!!)

Thank you anon but uh. Seems like.. the lyrist isn’t too fond of rats —

ξ(⊗=⊗`ξ❀ < “ A-A serial killer … ?”

The lyrist tenses up, however she knows too well that serial killers are not a foreign thing to this cursed manor.

ξ(⊗‸⊗`ξ❀ < “… Did one of the staff leave this note? Has somebody a-already died .. ? How many people have.. ? ”

There wasn’t much she could say about this, but she’d know to be more cautious from now.

- @askthedealmaker-idv

Coincidentally, the lyrist had been spending her time sweeping the floorboards of the manor. It was getting quite late, and she had grown quite delirious from her exhaustion, though she intended to finish the job. Coming into the dining hall, she noticed a faint glow. Is someone around at this time of the night? She really didn’t want to deal with other survivors right at this moment… or at worst, a hunter. Valentina peered over, scanning the area to locate the light source. Almost briefly, her eyes followed to what was the illuminated outline of a door, glowing brighter and brighter with each passing second.

What— What is that—?!

Tension spiked. Valentina panicked and fled the room, scurrying around a corner. Her body eloped a light tremble, tightly gripping the broom she used to clean with. The distant sound of creaking and footsteps clamping on hard wooden floors could only be heard. Valentina took a deep, rugged breath and squeezed her eyes shut, in an attempt to calm herself. There were many perculious things in the manor, but never before had she witnessed such a scene like this.

I have to be dreaming… or else these people are messing with me again… not now… not here…

Bracing herself, Valentina opened her eyes again to take a peek around the corner. She saw the two enter out of the same door, having lost its shine. Her exhaustion from cleaning had warped her perception and heightened her paranoia, the image of the two appearing more obscured instead true to the eye. May these be wolves — beasts perhaps — that had mysteriously broken into the manor? What if they were here to wreak havoc? Lord! I couldn’t allow such malevolence! Yes, her line of thought was quick, and perhaps audacious.

Carefully, she crept into the dining hall, trying to stay silent as ever to gain a good chance at approaching the two from behind. With her broom in hand and raised, she started to make haste.

ξ(⊗.⊗`ξ❀ < “ Steal my what ..? ”

ξ(⊗‸⊗`ξ❀ < “ … I d-don’t think— um… nevermind then… ”

update: she’s alive again. mod joe was just having a break !

(the card says Go to the Ball as platonic friends?)

ξ(⊗‸⊗`ξ❀ < “ O-Oh…. buonasera Exe… what’s this…? ”

Valentina carefully opens the card, taking a moment to read it.

ξ(⊗.⊗`ξ❀ < “ …? ”

ξ(⊗‸⊗`ξ❀ < “ You want to go with..m-me..? ”

She fiddled with the card a bit.

ξ(⊗‸⊗`ξ❀ < “ Well… I accept… I-I don’t really have a partner a-anyways… ”

ξ(⊗.⊗`ξ❀ < “ B-Besides— It’s probably safer to g-go with you… ”

Valentina 💐 Exe ( @voidproject )