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"do you still have that box?"
[ @tuum-vas-persistit ]
no. it was left in the corridor when you swaddled me and picked me up like a baby.
by the way, i am a whole adult man.
"yes, I am aware— okay, we're gonna find another box and mail you back to my party. I need you to give them a message. are you okay with doing that?"
[he holds out a note and some cash.]
if i’m getting paid, i don’t see why not. just make sure there’s airholes this time.
"of course, ill poke you some airholes. and you can keep the cloak so youre not too uncomfortable in there."
hell yeah.
"do you still have that box?"
[ @tuum-vas-persistit ]
no. it was left in the corridor when you swaddled me and picked me up like a baby.
by the way, i am a whole adult man.
"yes, I am aware— okay, we're gonna find another box and mail you back to my party. I need you to give them a message. are you okay with doing that?"
[he holds out a note and some cash.]
if i’m getting paid, i don’t see why not. just make sure there’s airholes this time.
"do you still have that box?"
[ @tuum-vas-persistit ]
no. it was left in the corridor when you swaddled me and picked me up like a baby.
by the way, i am a whole adult man.

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You would get along with the pippins
They like to gamble
yayyy…
[a cardboard box]
[oh hey where'd that come from]
[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]
why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…
[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]
[he wipes his face.]
"how in the— nevermind."
[he just kinda. picks them up.]
"you okay?"
i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.
"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"
[he sniffles.]
"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."
[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]
yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.
[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]
"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."
what are we meant to be thinking of?
"a way to get the queen back on our side."
[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]
"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."
oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…
"..yeah, it actually probably would."
[dont?? encourage that??]
"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."
"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"
i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.
they’re probably around here somewhere.
"yeah, no, fair enough. my bad."
[he just nods. man, how far away is he from 'his' room? goddamn.]
"who all are the wedding flowers, again?"
uh.. blue, yellow, orange, green, aqua and seth. could’ve sworn there was also a pink..? but i might be wrong.
"..ah. I think ive met the blue one."
that’s. cool, i guess??
"not— not actually. he fucking kidnapped me."
[oh.]
[oh hey, heres the room!]
[VICTOR opens the door.]
[its. uh. sorta dark in here, but its warm. looks like a pretty old room, though.]
[VICTOR sets JORPADINN down and hands him. another dark dollar. free money,,]
[JORPADINN absolutely WILL gamble this one dollar away. later.]
ohhh.. right.
"uh-huh."
[hes just going to uh. start looking through the drawers again.]
"you warm enough?"
[he doesnt want this strange plant fellow to die in the cold. even though its not that cold in this room.]
yeah. i’m kinda resilient. or i’m just stupid. either way the answer is yes.
"okay, goodgoodgood."
[he pulls out a few things from the drawers that he thinks may be useful, and sets them on the bed.]
"...okay, im— i need to ask. how the fuck did you mail yourself to me?"
i put myself in a box and when i heard footsteps i yelled that i wanted to find a depressed unicorn.
"..."
[somehow that just gives us more questions.]
[he pays JORPADINN on the head.]
"...good job, I suppose..?"
it was very difficult.
"yet it worked, and im certainly glad it did."
[okay hes giving him another dark dollar.]
[yayyy, more money]
[a cardboard box]
[oh hey where'd that come from]
[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]
why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…
[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]
[he wipes his face.]
"how in the— nevermind."
[he just kinda. picks them up.]
"you okay?"
i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.
"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"
[he sniffles.]
"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."
[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]
yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.
[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]
"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."
what are we meant to be thinking of?
"a way to get the queen back on our side."
[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]
"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."
oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…
"..yeah, it actually probably would."
[dont?? encourage that??]
"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."
"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"
i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.
they’re probably around here somewhere.
"yeah, no, fair enough. my bad."
[he just nods. man, how far away is he from 'his' room? goddamn.]
"who all are the wedding flowers, again?"
uh.. blue, yellow, orange, green, aqua and seth. could’ve sworn there was also a pink..? but i might be wrong.
"..ah. I think ive met the blue one."
that’s. cool, i guess??
"not— not actually. he fucking kidnapped me."
[oh.]
[oh hey, heres the room!]
[VICTOR opens the door.]
[its. uh. sorta dark in here, but its warm. looks like a pretty old room, though.]
[VICTOR sets JORPADINN down and hands him. another dark dollar. free money,,]
[JORPADINN absolutely WILL gamble this one dollar away. later.]
ohhh.. right.
"uh-huh."
[hes just going to uh. start looking through the drawers again.]
"you warm enough?"
[he doesnt want this strange plant fellow to die in the cold. even though its not that cold in this room.]
yeah. i’m kinda resilient. or i’m just stupid. either way the answer is yes.
"okay, goodgoodgood."
[he pulls out a few things from the drawers that he thinks may be useful, and sets them on the bed.]
"...okay, im— i need to ask. how the fuck did you mail yourself to me?"
i put myself in a box and when i heard footsteps i yelled that i wanted to find a depressed unicorn.
"..."
[somehow that just gives us more questions.]
[he pays JORPADINN on the head.]
"...good job, I suppose..?"
it was very difficult.
[a cardboard box]
[oh hey where'd that come from]
[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]
why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…
[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]
[he wipes his face.]
"how in the— nevermind."
[he just kinda. picks them up.]
"you okay?"
i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.
"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"
[he sniffles.]
"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."
[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]
yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.
[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]
"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."
what are we meant to be thinking of?
"a way to get the queen back on our side."
[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]
"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."
oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…
"..yeah, it actually probably would."
[dont?? encourage that??]
"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."
"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"
i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.
they’re probably around here somewhere.
"yeah, no, fair enough. my bad."
[he just nods. man, how far away is he from 'his' room? goddamn.]
"who all are the wedding flowers, again?"
uh.. blue, yellow, orange, green, aqua and seth. could’ve sworn there was also a pink..? but i might be wrong.
"..ah. I think ive met the blue one."
that’s. cool, i guess??
"not— not actually. he fucking kidnapped me."
[oh.]
[oh hey, heres the room!]
[VICTOR opens the door.]
[its. uh. sorta dark in here, but its warm. looks like a pretty old room, though.]
[VICTOR sets JORPADINN down and hands him. another dark dollar. free money,,]
[JORPADINN absolutely WILL gamble this one dollar away. later.]
ohhh.. right.
"uh-huh."
[hes just going to uh. start looking through the drawers again.]
"you warm enough?"
[he doesnt want this strange plant fellow to die in the cold. even though its not that cold in this room.]
yeah. i’m kinda resilient. or i’m just stupid. either way the answer is yes.
"okay, goodgoodgood."
[he pulls out a few things from the drawers that he thinks may be useful, and sets them on the bed.]
"...okay, im— i need to ask. how the fuck did you mail yourself to me?"
i put myself in a box and when i heard footsteps i yelled that i wanted to find a depressed unicorn.
[a cardboard box]
[oh hey where'd that come from]
[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]
why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…
[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]
[he wipes his face.]
"how in the— nevermind."
[he just kinda. picks them up.]
"you okay?"
i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.
"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"
[he sniffles.]
"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."
[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]
yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.
[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]
"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."
what are we meant to be thinking of?
"a way to get the queen back on our side."
[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]
"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."
oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…
"..yeah, it actually probably would."
[dont?? encourage that??]
"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."
"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"
i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.
they’re probably around here somewhere.
"yeah, no, fair enough. my bad."
[he just nods. man, how far away is he from 'his' room? goddamn.]
"who all are the wedding flowers, again?"
uh.. blue, yellow, orange, green, aqua and seth. could’ve sworn there was also a pink..? but i might be wrong.
"..ah. I think ive met the blue one."
that’s. cool, i guess??
"not— not actually. he fucking kidnapped me."
[oh.]
[oh hey, heres the room!]
[VICTOR opens the door.]
[its. uh. sorta dark in here, but its warm. looks like a pretty old room, though.]
[VICTOR sets JORPADINN down and hands him. another dark dollar. free money,,]
[JORPADINN absolutely WILL gamble this one dollar away. later.]
ohhh.. right.
"uh-huh."
[hes just going to uh. start looking through the drawers again.]
"you warm enough?"
[he doesnt want this strange plant fellow to die in the cold. even though its not that cold in this room.]
yeah. i’m kinda resilient. or i’m just stupid. either way the answer is yes.

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[a cardboard box]
[oh hey where'd that come from]
[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]
why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…
[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]
[he wipes his face.]
"how in the— nevermind."
[he just kinda. picks them up.]
"you okay?"
i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.
"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"
[he sniffles.]
"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."
[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]
yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.
[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]
"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."
what are we meant to be thinking of?
"a way to get the queen back on our side."
[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]
"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."
oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…
"..yeah, it actually probably would."
[dont?? encourage that??]
"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."
"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"
i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.
they’re probably around here somewhere.
"yeah, no, fair enough. my bad."
[he just nods. man, how far away is he from 'his' room? goddamn.]
"who all are the wedding flowers, again?"
uh.. blue, yellow, orange, green, aqua and seth. could’ve sworn there was also a pink..? but i might be wrong.
"..ah. I think ive met the blue one."
that’s. cool, i guess??
"not— not actually. he fucking kidnapped me."
[oh.]
[oh hey, heres the room!]
[VICTOR opens the door.]
[its. uh. sorta dark in here, but its warm. looks like a pretty old room, though.]
[VICTOR sets JORPADINN down and hands him. another dark dollar. free money,,]
[JORPADINN absolutely WILL gamble this one dollar away. later.]
ohhh.. right.
[a cardboard box]
[oh hey where'd that come from]
[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]
why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…
[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]
[he wipes his face.]
"how in the— nevermind."
[he just kinda. picks them up.]
"you okay?"
i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.
"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"
[he sniffles.]
"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."
[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]
yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.
[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]
"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."
what are we meant to be thinking of?
"a way to get the queen back on our side."
[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]
"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."
oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…
"..yeah, it actually probably would."
[dont?? encourage that??]
"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."
"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"
i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.
they’re probably around here somewhere.
"yeah, no, fair enough. my bad."
[he just nods. man, how far away is he from 'his' room? goddamn.]
"who all are the wedding flowers, again?"
uh.. blue, yellow, orange, green, aqua and seth. could’ve sworn there was also a pink..? but i might be wrong.
"..ah. I think ive met the blue one."
that’s. cool, i guess??
whats your opinion on flowery
also will we be able to take this guy to castletown i think it would be nice for this guy to meet battat
i’m indifferent 🤷
[a cardboard box]
[oh hey where'd that come from]
[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]
why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…
[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]
[he wipes his face.]
"how in the— nevermind."
[he just kinda. picks them up.]
"you okay?"
i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.
"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"
[he sniffles.]
"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."
[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]
yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.
[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]
"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."
what are we meant to be thinking of?
"a way to get the queen back on our side."
[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]
"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."
oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…
"..yeah, it actually probably would."
[dont?? encourage that??]
"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."
"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"
i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.
they’re probably around here somewhere.
"yeah, no, fair enough. my bad."
[he just nods. man, how far away is he from 'his' room? goddamn.]
"who all are the wedding flowers, again?"
uh.. blue, yellow, orange, green, aqua and seth. could’ve sworn there was also a pink..? but i might be wrong.
[a cardboard box]
[oh hey where'd that come from]
[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]
why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…
[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]
[he wipes his face.]
"how in the— nevermind."
[he just kinda. picks them up.]
"you okay?"
i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.
"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"
[he sniffles.]
"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."
[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]
yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.
[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]
"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."
what are we meant to be thinking of?
"a way to get the queen back on our side."
[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]
"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."
oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…
"..yeah, it actually probably would."
[dont?? encourage that??]
"its, uh. its got this..shadow crystal thing in it, though. messes with your mind."
"..you wouldnt happen to know where the queen is, right now, right?"
i literally just got here. you could ask one of those wedding bouquet flowers though.
they’re probably around here somewhere.

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[a cardboard box]
[oh hey where'd that come from]
[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]
why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…
[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]
[he wipes his face.]
"how in the— nevermind."
[he just kinda. picks them up.]
"you okay?"
i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.
"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"
[he sniffles.]
"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."
[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]
yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.
[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]
"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."
what are we meant to be thinking of?
"a way to get the queen back on our side."
[hes started walking in the direction he thinks? he remembers 'his room' being.]
"we get the queen back on our side, we have more of a chance at helping ithas— my, uh, sisters grandchild. and, if shes not against us, we'll have less obstacles. just have to get that tiara off of her.."
oh the weird spooky tiara? yeah, i’ve seen it. i bet it would sell for a lot…
[a cardboard box]
[oh hey where'd that come from]
[the top of the box bursts open and JORPADINN flops over the edge of the box]
why did i not put airholes before mailing myself to you…? i’m so damn useless…
[VICTOR clearly did not expect that. damn, he looks like shit. is he crying?]
[he wipes his face.]
"how in the— nevermind."
[he just kinda. picks them up.]
"you okay?"
i could ask you the same thing, twilight sparkle.
"...im not going to pretend I know who that is, but im—"
[he sniffles.]
"..yeah. no. I feel like shit. cold's not helping."
[hes just going to bundle the little guy up with his cloak. doesnt want him to get too cold, he is a plant..he also weirdly reminds victor of battat...huh. maybe its the eyes.]
yeah. it’s pretty cold. i miss the heat lamps.
[VICTOR slowly stands up, still holding JORPADINN]
"I think...maybe, the other rooms are warmer. we could stay there in the meantime, probably, while we think of..something."
what are we meant to be thinking of?