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[addams]

A word to you, my thief; my enslaver from the shadows; the woman who intends to tear me from my home and my family so she might dash me to pieces against the crumbling walls of a Stepfordian nightmare that drives its inhabitants to unending despair:

I only hope Wednesday will one day aspire to such high ambitions as yours. Your husband is a lucky, lucky man.



...well, what are you waiting for? You told me stories of the rising dead, a carnival of terror and an insane, paranoid man orchestrating everything from where he's hidden himself in a child's body. I'd like to meet the fellow. Is he a golfer, by chance?

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[neverwavering]

Hopefully she doesn't let you go to waste.

[addams]

Your kind words are most appreciated, young lady.

[neverwavering]

Oh, you know how to flatter a lady.

[addams]

'Flattery' would imply a falsehood, told for my own gain. I spoke only the truth.

I understand that our puppeteers have had dealings together. Tell me more about this town? It sounds so dreadful.

[ Oh my god he's unutterably thrilled. ]

[neverwavering]

Touche.

[ ...Oh. Oh~ Here is where Esmerelda can have fun. She grins ear to ear and begins to explain: ]

Hm, from another prisoner in this space, there were at least two zombie infestations, then giant monsters running rampant through the town... Then, people offered to disappear from people's memories due to a dream... What I wish I would have been there for was a nuclear wasteland where people died of radiation poisoning!

[ See, she's just as thrilled. Oh no. ]

[addams]

A nuclear wasteland? [ Gomez grins ear to ear, recalling fond memories. Ah, summer vacation in Pripyat. ] This town sounds like it has everything!

[neverwavering]

[ He's sure an interesting one, so she'll just chuckle and nod. ]

Oh, yes, even randomly sharing body parts or memories with another citizen, too. Apparently, people advise others to not go to the post office because you need to give up something to get something back.

[gorgonfondness]

Goodness. And to think my husband looks at me funny just because I like gorgons.

I believe he's met your Wednesday years ago. Considering things didn't last too long with her, she likely lived up to your expectations.

[lifes_short_pop]

*blink*

*blink*

"Are you crazy?"