what's going on

[paperbirds]

I'm not sure I understand. Should I be bothered by the fact Worth has taken over the bed, a bed I wasn't going to use in the first place, which happens to be in the room provided to me in that strange place you dropped me into?

He's the one who sleeps, and it might be better for us to stick together. For a few reasons.

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[notawitchdoctor]

There ain't a damn thing wrong with me usin' a bigass bed you aren't even usin'.

[paperbirds]

That's my point.

[He was srious about sticking close, the place seemed to have a zombie problem.

Worth could do stitches if it came down to it, right.]

[notawitchdoctor]

[Damn straight he could do stitches, he WAS a doctor after all.]

What, yer mun givin' ya a hard time about it?

[paperbirds]

[Which made keeping him close a no-brainer, other than it would be... strange to be alone now.]

Or wondering why I don't seemed bothered by the thought. The room is big enough that if privacy is wanted it's easy enough to get.

[notawitchdoctor]

The hell would be be bothered by it? 's not like he's livin' in the damn place!

[paperbirds]

I don't know, reason I don't quite understand.

[notawitchdoctor]

Well yer mun's gotta learn to keep his goddamn nose outta people's agreements. We're both fine with it, if he's not he can fuck off for all I care.

[paperbirds]

Seems more like amusement over the fact.

[notawitchdoctor]

Amusement. [That sure is a deadpan tone he used there!]

[paperbirds]

Amusement.

[Same exact tone as normal.]

[notawitchdoctor]

Tell 'im if he wants some amusement ta go watch some TV or some shit. Ain't nothin' amusing about our sleepin' arrangements.

[paperbirds]

Your sleeping arrangement.

[He didn't have to point out he doesn't sleep.]

[livelygolem]

I mean, the guy has undeniable funk! I mean, love him! Great guy deep down....somewhere, but he's got a funk!

I'm saying: make sure you have a place to burn the mattress.

[paperbirds]

It's technically his mattress now since he claimed the bed, I don't go into the bedroom anyway. I've got the rest of the room to myself.

[Hi Hanna.]

[livelygolem]

[ oh hey sup ]

Just be careful! His shit is pervasive.

So are you decorated and all yet? Because look--if you go to the theater on the right day, you can get the trashed poster? Just the thing to camouflage that horrible wall paper or unsightly water stain that's definitely not growing mold, these are the shortcuts you learn on your own. Do you wanna talk about crockpots?

[paperbirds]

[Just lost in some victorian mish-mash city full of folks that hate and kill zombies tbh.]

The house might toss him out then, it's apparent sentient. At least that's what the robot said. [Not even there for an hour.] It came decorated and full of things, but didn't look lived in. Worth said I got a mansion instead of just a room.

Why would I need a crockpot?

[livelygolem]

[ u no nbd just--wait, totally bd ]

You use it to like--slow cook rice and--okay hold up, what robot?!

[paperbirds]

[at least one of the resident zombie hunters didn't kill him right off the bat?]

There are a group of robots, I ran into one of them and he took me to a boarding house. He was very helpful.

[livelygolem]

Oh, sure! Sure, y'know, just Helpful Robot Boarding House, where there is the group of the Helpful robots, Mikey, you're killing me! How do you luck out like this?!

[paperbirds]

Dumb luck I'd wager, but better him than someone who could tell I wasn't alive. Zombies aren't a very good thing there.

[livelygolem]

Zombies are good everywhere, you're being self-conscious. I used to think everyone hated me too, it's all about trusting yourself. Pfft. Not a very good thing...

[paperbirds]

Zombies swarmed the city and killed a lot of people, the ones of that place are dangerous. The robot was even afraid of them, and I think this lady I ran into had to restrain herself from attacking me simply because I spoke.

[livelygolem]

Whoa like--for real, then?

But--like you're not--I mean, you don't count!

[paperbirds]

Yeah. There was even a newspaper headline talking about a few being spotted in the city, warning people to be careful or to destroy them if the means was had.

They sounded more mindless than anything else when the robot told me about them, and were controlled by something in the local marsh. I know I'm not like that -[Even if the thought had crossed his mind he could ever become that. Didn't Hanna tell him it would never happen?]- it might not matter to some there.

[livelygolem]

Christ, buddy, that seems like! Heh! Seems like a less than ideal living situation? To me at least? And like, I've seen some living situations!

[ gratefulness for the doctor being there just tripled, there's big relief in that ]

[paperbirds]

There are more than just zombies and robots in the city, and the robots aren't even from there. [Having someone around who can stitch him up, should the need arise, was a good thing yes.] I've only been there for a couple of days and the place looks like something out of the 1800s.

So do the people who are actually from there, actually.

[livelygolem]

I'm gonna assume you're talking about the clothes, unless there's something you know that I don't. Prehensile earlobes or something else that bred out after 1901?

Look: what are you gonna do? It's not like you can hide forever. Unless you can, I mean, I couldn't, but--I dunno maybe you can! But you shouldn't, is what I'm getting to!

[paperbirds]

Clothes. [Prehinsile earlobes.]

I'm not going to hide, no, just be more careful than I try to be at home. [Discreet, so far he's only not been spotted by the robot.

This is going to be difficult, really.] There is someone there who decorates the tops of their fence with zombie heads.

[livelygolem]

Sounds charming. Are there any dogs leaving shit around? Because I have some great Pinterest ideas for added light on their doorstep.

[paperbirds]

I think with the dog they have there'd be more than enough. [Bad zombie--] It belongs to the lady who kept herself from attacking me instantly.

[livelygolem]

Then you've got a plan! Easy as that, and with the squatter--that's a built-in accomplice, right?

[paperbirds]

I'm not sure I want to chance angering someone who hunts zombies for entertainment purposes, Hanna. [Questionable ideas aside.] The only person there who knows I'm harmless is Worth.

I think he's already made an impression.

[livelygolem]

It's not entertainment, it's a social justice in the form of a fuck you, because fuck them! Worst case scenario, at least you've got that expert hand for patches, right?

Anyway, it would be anonymous, y'know? What's Plan B? "Hey, huntress, I feel you, I feel you, but hear me out over coffee?" What did they call coffee back then? Ye café?

Make an impression. Let Worth make an impression, I'll be he's got like a thousand ideas already.

[paperbirds]

I mean she and her husband hunt zombies for entertainment purposes. It's where they get the heads for their fence from. [That they are very proud of.] That is why I don't mind letting him take the bedroom, I'll know where he is if I need an arm or something sewn back into place.

Coffee. It's still called coffee. [Then there is a small shrug.] Something like that might work, I don't think she's ever encountered a zombie than can talk.

His ideas consist of finding a way out of a placed called nowhere.

[livelygolem]

Maybe it would work. Gotta say, though, it sounds like the wrong crowd. Toxic people, that's what you call that. [ its not like he's wORRIED OR ANYTHING SHEESH ]

What's nowhere? Is that there? It's a little on the nose, but...

[paperbirds]

There is a headless horseman that tries to keep the zombies in the marsh. [THESE ARE NOT THE TYPE OF ZOMBIES HE IS also yeah he's... worried. Even if it's not showing.] Any that get out are usually dangerous.

It's what the name of the city means, it's called Nusquamton. Roughly translates to Nowheresville.

[livelygolem]

Well if that's not a horror movie, I don't know what is. Has he got any good ideas about getting out yet?

[paperbirds]

A horror movie with Time Lords. [His arrival was very informative.] No, I think he's waiting for me to come up with something because of how much time I spend with you. The first thing he asked me was where you were.

[livelygolem]

Augh! He does care! So but wait so--I mean, I been guessing but--I'm definitely not...

[paperbirds]

He was distressed when I told him you weren't there. I had looked.

[livelygolem]

How long were you there before you guys hooked up?

[paperbirds]

A few hours, I ran into him when it had just gotten dark. When I arrived it was still light out.

[notawitchdoctor]

What's that? What'd you say there? Sounded ta me like you were sayin' "Gee, I'm gonna let my fat mouth run wild so I don't get no more free health care from Worth 'cause I'm bein' a smartass" to me!

[livelygolem]

Well maybe if you'd clean out your ears--of, say, funk--you woulda heard right! See what you do to yourself?