So like - it's kind of an extension of you. Or you're an extension of it? How much control do you have over stuff, like - I got the implication that you wrote the rules, but. Do you unlock the floors every week? The house is making us see crazy shit, like huge wars that aren't there, and morgues full of dead bodies that don't exist anymore.
No. [Not quite.] The house is its own, and I am my own, but we are together. [They look a little annoyed they can't really explain it, so then...] The house and I tied together.
[Tied up in house business....haha.]
The house likes to play with the guests. We have tried to help stop the damage. The house does not like when people get too close to discovering things.
I bet it doesn't. [ she grumbles. she has a lot of questions and thoughts, but she's taking it slow, one at a time - she doesn't want to overwhelm them. ] If we actually do sort all this out, are you going to be okay? The goal is to free everybody. Including you and the girls.
Makes sense. [ she closes her eyes for a moment. ] Hey, um. I'm sorry, by the way. I've been raging a lot in your direction and I'm starting to realize you probably don't deserve it. You're trying to help. I can't imagine how much it must suck to watch people die over and over again.
[They're busy giving her a curious look, the flower in their eye curling and unfolding its petals. The apology is appreciated but they do look a little pensive.]
The house has a way of sowing distrust. [Fuck you, house.]
I'm not gonna believe the shit it's trying to show us, then. Like the messages, the motives? Those are the house, right? [ she glances over at them, and then: ] What's that look for?
Can you tell me what the requirements are? Like is it a list? Maybe if I know that shit, I can come up with alternatives - Peach told me a long time ago that if the rule doesn't benefit the house, it can be changed, so.
[ granted, her knowledge has changed since then, but she's working with what she's got. ]
The house wishes to prove itself superior to all beings. [They'll just...say it.] The house coerces its guests into harming others for its own benefit.
... Huh. [ the house wanted to be a friend. ] So it wanted to be a friend, and it also wants to prove that it's a superior being that can make people kill each other. Those are some goals.
Only one of those was true. [They seem pretty matter of fact about that, but it's fine. There's a pause as the flower in their eye opens and closes again before there's a nod. Sure. They're both sprawled on the floor waiting for death so that's totally fine by them.]
beau pulls herself up to stand and limps her way over to them, sitting down next to blue. she sits cross-legged with her elbow on her knee, chin in her palm. ]
You're trapped here just like us. [ she sounds sad about that. it's because blue looks like a kid, she can't help it. ] I can keep coming up to visit you, as long as I'm alive. It's gotta be lonely up here.
[And now that Beau's closer they'll continue to stare. Hello.]
The house is very large. [Blue isn't bound to the room itself, but they prefer to stay here.] The girls visit often...usually other visitors don't stay long. [This is also matter-of-fact? They're well-aware how they present themselves.]
Nah. I can bring a book or something. Maybe I'll make you make clay figures with me. [ teasing! [ Or I can just come up here and we can lay on the floor and just stare at the ceiling.
I do that a lot. [Listen there's a 90% chance at any given time that when Blue isn't answering letters they're laying on the floor in the dark lamenting their life choices.]
Guests should only visit one at a time. [...so. That's kind of clearance for Beau to visit again if she'd like.]
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So like - it's kind of an extension of you. Or you're an extension of it? How much control do you have over stuff, like - I got the implication that you wrote the rules, but. Do you unlock the floors every week? The house is making us see crazy shit, like huge wars that aren't there, and morgues full of dead bodies that don't exist anymore.
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[Tied up in house business....haha.]
The house likes to play with the guests. We have tried to help stop the damage. The house does not like when people get too close to discovering things.
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I bet it doesn't. [ she grumbles. she has a lot of questions and thoughts, but she's taking it slow, one at a time - she doesn't want to overwhelm them. ] If we actually do sort all this out, are you going to be okay? The goal is to free everybody. Including you and the girls.
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To be truly free, we must be separated. ["We" being them and the house.] Without the separation, things may not go as you plan.
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Makes sense. [ she closes her eyes for a moment. ] Hey, um. I'm sorry, by the way. I've been raging a lot in your direction and I'm starting to realize you probably don't deserve it. You're trying to help. I can't imagine how much it must suck to watch people die over and over again.
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The house has a way of sowing distrust. [Fuck you, house.]
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I'm not gonna believe the shit it's trying to show us, then. Like the messages, the motives? Those are the house, right? [ she glances over at them, and then: ] What's that look for?
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[They're just...casually staring at Beau now. It's fine.]
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Can you tell me what the requirements are? Like is it a list? Maybe if I know that shit, I can come up with alternatives - Peach told me a long time ago that if the rule doesn't benefit the house, it can be changed, so.
[ granted, her knowledge has changed since then, but she's working with what she's got. ]
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[ she says, flatly. just let that sink in for a minute, jfc. ]
How did you even find this house, did you build it? Where are we? We're not on Exandria.
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I was invited.
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... Huh. [ the house wanted to be a friend. ] So it wanted to be a friend, and it also wants to prove that it's a superior being that can make people kill each other. Those are some goals.
Do you mind if I come closer and sit next to you?
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beau pulls herself up to stand and limps her way over to them, sitting down next to blue. she sits cross-legged with her elbow on her knee, chin in her palm. ]
You're trapped here just like us. [ she sounds sad about that. it's because blue looks like a kid, she can't help it. ] I can keep coming up to visit you, as long as I'm alive. It's gotta be lonely up here.
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The house is very large. [Blue isn't bound to the room itself, but they prefer to stay here.] The girls visit often...usually other visitors don't stay long. [This is also matter-of-fact? They're well-aware how they present themselves.]
It might be boring. [For Beau.]
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Nah. I can bring a book or something. Maybe I'll make you make clay figures with me. [ teasing! [ Or I can just come up here and we can lay on the floor and just stare at the ceiling.
[ you know. ]
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Guests should only visit one at a time. [...so. That's kind of clearance for Beau to visit again if she'd like.]
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Yeah. I'll be by myself. Don't worry. [ she says, laughing. ] Can I ask you something else, before you get tired of me?
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Okay. [This is mostly in response to Beau being alone, but there's a nod.] What else?
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