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[morewidows]

Dear girl, you honor me. I have seen many strange and interesting things in my life, but this was something I could not have envisioned in my most disturbing of dreams or wonderful nightmares. To be a puppet in such a place is, granted, very unsettling but rather charming at the same time.

Do you think we will be able to find my family? They will be absolutely lost without me, particularly Gomez. There are many things going on right now, after all, I simply cannot be away for too terribly long.

Enjoy yourself, young one. Many adventures await.

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I found all of hers on Hollow-art under the Anjelica Houston tag (among others)!

[morewidows]

[Surprise? There are others here, how delightful!]

Mmm, I would be disappointed if I were someplace droll.

[tinfoil_angel]

Well I meant the fact that you were here.

[morewidows]

Is the name Addams so prevalent in even these circles, then?

[tinfoil_angel]

Yes, grew up watching you all on television.

[The fourth wall? Screw it. This was Morticia Addams!]

[morewidows]

[Yes, Morticia is one that must simply be fourth walled. No questions asked!]

They put my family upon the television? That's rather exciting.

[tinfoil_angel]

Oh most definitely. I wasn't the most ecstatic fan but you remind me of better times in my life to be honest.

[morewidows]

Better times? Has your life been that sad and dreadful, dear?

[If so, she must know more.]

[tinfoil_angel]

It depends on how you feel about the apocalypse.

[He could tell her some macabre things to be sure but he didn't want to do that nor put Morticia's mundane through that.]

[morewidows]

The Apocalypse? Why, it seems so quaint, I'd rather like to see it myself.

[ALL THE MACABRE THINGS!]

[tinfoil_angel]

Trust me, you don't. People aren't as kind as they were when things were fine.

[Though there was something appealing about imagining Morticia armed with a shotgun or crossbow.]

[morewidows]

Perhaps what was shown on the television wasn't entirely accurate, then.

[And there's a subtle smile against shaded red lips, her eyes piercing in the light cast against that part of her face, and only that part.]

[tinfoil_angel]

If nothing else, I doubt you'd want to see your family in danger.

[Yeah, not helping his mood Morticia.]

[morewidows]

[Those eyes flash wider, something flaring in them.]

No, my family being in danger would be far too tragic, even for me.

[tinfoil_angel]

Exactly. It might be interesting with an outside perspective but things get personal eventually.

[morewidows]

As it always seems to.

Ah, silly me. I am Morticia Addams, and you, dear?

[tinfoil_angel]

You can call me Karl.

[He smiled a little.]

Though if I remember correctly, the bizarre interests you just as much as the macabre, right?

[morewidows]

A pleasure, Karl.

Oh yes, I am interested by it all. An inheritance I was gifted with.

[tinfoil_angel]

Then I'll try something. It should work considering what I can do.

[He is really surprised he never tried this before. Taking some seed packets out of his pocket, his choice was of course a rose seed. Kneeling he would plant it in the ground.]

This should be interesting.

[He sat down on the ground with his legs crossed. Removing his hat and goggles before concentrating on the ground. Soon his eyes would begin glowing purple and miraculously a rose bush grew out from the ground. However he added in his own twist for Morticia. The roses were naturally black.]

[morewidows]

[Morticia watched with interest, crossing one arm over her waist and placing her hand to rest along on her jaw, two fingers extended up her cheek. At the glowing of his eyes, a manicured brow lifted, and as the rose bush appeared, black as night, she drew in a great breath, buxom chest heaving a bit.]

My...how beautiful!

[tinfoil_angel]

[When it was all done his eyes looked a little glazed over.]

I'll say. It's brilliant to do things like this with nature. I don't know why I avoided doing this other than worrying my mind would break under the strain.

[After a bit his eyes would return to their natural purple hue.]

You can take them if you like.

[morewidows]

[She deigns to lean down, plucking one deftly, pale fingers moving through the thorns with the ease of someone who does it rather often.]

How very pleasant, Karl. You know magic, is that correct to assume?

[tinfoil_angel]

I don't know if it's magic or not. I was born like this. My friends and I all were.

[He decides he can tell her a bit about his life.]

There's twelve of us in all. We were all born on the same day with pale skin and purple eyes.

[morewidows]

[She smiles slightly as she twirls the black rose in one hand.]

Twelve with pale skin and purple eyes? How very wonderful.

[tinfoil_angel]

That is what everyone else thought too. It was just something unique.

The issue came when we started developing our abilities. The government took notice pretty quickly.

[morewidows]

Ah, the government. We rather tend to stay away from them, terribly dreadful lot, and in the absolute worst of ways.