[ i. text ] got a knife to disengage the voids that i can't bear...
[ trish has been debating all day whether or not to send a message. at first it was going to be a video, but then as soon as she had gone to create the message she had started to cry, and then her eyes got swollen and well... at least no one can see how badly her hands are shaking. ]
First off, I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Trish and I'm new. I have a question, which may sound strange.
Did anybodyelse die before coming here? Or was dying before they found themselves here? Or anything similar?
Just you know...general curiosity about how this place works.
[ liar, liar, pants on fire. ]
First off, I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Trish and I'm new. I have a question, which may sound strange.
Did anybody
Just you know...general curiosity about how this place works.
[ liar, liar, pants on fire. ]

private text; having trish here makes me want to app kris from the new nightmare on elm street. jsyk
Mind if I ask why you're asking?
private text; mwhaha. do it, do it, do it! /all the enabling.
private text; i might! i've feeling a bit overwhelmed with rp right now, but it's VERY tempting.
private text; if/when you do it, i totally want all the plots!
It was supposed to be my wedding. I was was murdered before it could happen. So was most of my family.
private text; YES definitely! she and trish can just staaaaaare at each other forever
[ Mason's actually wincing on his side of things. Sure, he's seen and instigated a lot of things, but that... A second text comes a couple seconds later. ]
"That sucks" doesn't really seem like the best response here, but it's all I've got. That and I'm sorry.
private text; whoever doesn't blink gets to keep the face!
Thank you.
[ god it feels so weird typing that. thank you. ]
private text; LMFAO i wonder which one would end up winning that contest
[ It's a weird response to see, too. ]
I'm pretty sure I'm dead back home, too. It won't make you feel any better, but you did ask.
[ "Pretty sure" his ass; he knows for a fact that he's dead back home, he's just not going to share that with anyone. And likely won't share how (or especially why) he was killed. ]
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