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You wonder how this works and your mind boggles, but how are you going to wear those glasses with your goggles?

Friendship Anklets :: Two anklets made out of a waxy string. Once you tie one around your ankle, you can’t take it off until it falls off, symbolizing being friends until you die (which may be soon).

Although the latest trial had left Hideo even more shaken than the ones before it, he doesn't feel right staying curled up on his bed. For one thing it just makes him feel even more exhausted, and at the moment sleeping has become The Enemy since there's nothing to mitigate his night terrors. He honestly isn't sure what to do, but he feels like he should do something. So he heads down towards the kitchens, pausing for a few minutes in the lobby to take advantage of the distraction of Monoki's apparent moving. However he doesn't want to risk actually running into the strange girl- all of the Mono's frighten him- so he soon moves on.

Going to the kitchen was a mistake. As soon as he walks in, all he can think about is what happened in here... it's all been cleaned up already, of course. You couldn't tell what had taken place just by looking around, but the memory was still so fresh and sharp that Vi's body may as well still be laying there.

Taking deep breaths and moving to hold onto the counter to steady himself, Hideo tries to remember why he'd come here at all. Food...? No, his appetite had been ruined even before he'd stepped in and his stomach started roiling from the thought of the gruesome murder. Something to settle it, maybe... tea, or hot chocolate? Yes, that had been it. Forcing himself to focus, Hideo opens cupboards until he finds what he needs, and prepares a cup of hot cocoa... and then a second one, when an idea strikes him.

 Send me “Librarian!” + a number and I’ll grab the closest book, flip to that page number, and make us a starter using a random line of text from said page!

The burning sky Pg. 35

15. Our muses are actors playing themselves in a movie.

Alex look down at the script in his hand, fussing with the papers as he read over them.  He wasn't very good at acting, and was somehow even worse at acting like himself.  He looked up from the script at Felix, his face awkwardly contorting into a howdy-doo sort of expression.

"Okay, you ready?"  Alex cleared his throat, glancing anxiously down at the script again, before looking back.  Was he ready to recite the line?  "Ah-hem.  What would you like to order today, Mister Medina?  The special of the day is... eggs and bacon!"  The chef looked visibly pained to be offering Felix plain old eggs and bacon.  But that's what was in the dumb script.

Blue - I want to meet you.Green - I like your tumblr.

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Not more people.

Kira kicked at a closet in one of the rooms, the doors crashing open.

"Shit."

A couple of papers came fluttering out as a start to the avalanche that would begin. She slammed the doors shut and leant against the closet just as the doors to the room open.