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#~C: Lizzie Liddell
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So have you guys ever thought about adding hot sauce to food instead of letting it rot?
Bonejangles: You mean like that Tabasco stuff they got in the States? Not enough of it around here to use. Maybe they do that in other parts of the Land of the Dead.
Lizzie: Rotting's most convenient for us. . .though now I'm curious as to what would happen if we could get our hands on a bottle. . .
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theriddlemaster · 4 years
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victorluvsalice · 6 years
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Happy Birthday, Squid!
@gaydragonwizards -- Hey, we’ve known each other for a while now, it’s about time I did one of these for you. :) And, since you’re one of the biggest fans of the Lovecraft Jazz AU, here’s a snippet from it! Specifically, the part where everybody ends up at the local hotel at the same time. We come in just as the Van Dorts and the Everglots walk in and spot each other. . .
There was about five solid seconds of stunned silence. Then, in almost perfect chorus: "What are you doing here?!"
Lady Everglot scowled, drawing herself up to her full, impressive height (made even more so by her massive tower of hair -- Victor would never understand what magic she used to keep both it and herself upright). "We asked first," she snapped, as her husband glowered at all and sundry. "And we are the highest-ranking people present."
"Well, we're here on business," Father said, tapping his cane against the floor. "Hoping to expand the cannery, don'tcha know!"
"Yes," Mother simpered, a nasty gleam in her eyes. "My brilliant businessman of a husband is looking to make us even richer." She snapped open her fan. "So what brings you to the shores of America, ladyship? Visiting one of your many estates?"
"If you do have a house over here, maybe we could use it for the wedding!" Father added brightly. "I mean, we're all here, we know it's going to happen -- what's the point in delaying?"
"We're not here because of our -- possible matrimonial situation," Lady Everglot said, her lip curling. "We've come to visit family in Innsmouth. A cousin of Finis's."
"To discuss financial matters," Lord Everglot added, glaring sharply at Father.
"Oh? Has your cousin fallen on hard times as well?" Father said innocently. "If he's in the fish business too, I'd be happy to lend a hand." He grinned. "After all, there's no denying this place could use the work! Have you seen the rest of the town? Looks about ready to fall down around our ears!"
Yes, Father, that's going to endear you to the locals, Victor thought, glancing apologetically at the innkeeper frowning at them from behind his desk. Why does he never think before he speaks? Well, at least now I have one friendly face around. He gave Victoria a little wave from behind Mother -- she returned it. I wonder if we'll be allowed to actually say more than two words to each other if Mother arranges another "date." I like her well enough already, but it would be nice to have a proper conversation without being interrupted. Particularly if we're still supposed to get married. He sighed softly. Only in Burtonsville would the arranged marriage not gone the way of the dodo. I know they can't actually force us, but -- ugh, the scandal that would result if she or I refused! The door creaked open again -- he glanced over idly. We'd end up pariahs on par with poor -- "Emily?!"
Emily Cartwell started backward, nearly stumbling right into her companion. "Victor?"
"What? Emily?" Mother turned toward the door, then gasped, snapping her fan shut dramatically. "Miss Cartwell! You're here too?"
"Ah -- yes," Emily said, glancing back at the man behind her. Victor recognized him as Sam Thatcher -- that's right, they had gone off together in the wake of the Barkis Incident. "We're -- we're on tour. What are you--"
"On tour?" Lady Everglot huffed. She exchanged a dark look with her husband. "So it's true -- you ran off with this man not even to marry him, but to make a spectacle of yourself in the theater?"
"Well, running off to marry someone didn't go so well, milady," Emily retorted, folding her arms. "And I'm not an actress -- I'm a dancer."
Lady Everglot put her nose in the air. "Yes, that makes such a difference. Young people these days, Finis. . ."
"So glad we didn't end up trying her family," Mother stage-whispered to Father behind her fan. "Girl has no sense of propriety. Do you see her dress? Her knees are just -- out there! For everyone to stare at!"
Victor winced, and saw Victoria do the same. What was with their parents and their lack of shame? "I'm glad to see you're all right, Miss Cartwell," he said, getting a smile in return. He straightened and offered a salute to her companion. "And you as well, Mr. Thatcher."
Mr. Thatcher blinked, then grinned lopsidedly. "Aw, don't bother with all that. I did my duty -- haven't put the old uniform on in ages."
"Still, we do appreciate your service," Victoria said, ignoring the frown she got from her mother for daring to speak.
"Yeah, one of our old boys back from the trenches should have a proper job," Father agreed brightly. "Are you going to be here for a while? Once I talk to the dockmen and get my latest venture open, I can get you a position easily!"
"Uh -- thanks but no thanks," Mr. Thatcher replied, holding up a hand. "Music's been in my blood -- even back in the trenches me and some friends were plannin' on starting up our own band." For a moment, his eyes grew haunted as he rubbed his leg -- then he managed to shake it off. "I'm happy with what me and Ems are doing, honest."
Father seemed rather confused by this confession. Fortunately, though, before he could open his mouth and dig himself an even deeper hole, the door creaked open again. Victor's head swiveled toward it, as did everyone else's, to see --
Two complete strangers. They stared back at the sea of faces curiously. "Hmm -- seems we're expected, Lizzie," the young lady in front said, glancing up at what could only be her sister. She looked at each of them in turn. "Are you the Innsmouth welcoming committee, then?"
"Ah -- n-no," Victor got out. Goodness, he'd never seen eyes like hers before. Such a bright, sharp green -- they seemed to reach straight into his very soul, holding him fascinated. The rest of her was pretty too -- long dark hair worn loose around her shoulders, a strong pink mouth, a slim figure clad in blue. More than that, though, was the power she seemed to radiate. One got the feeling this was not someone you wanted to upset.
"We were just sort of expecting someone else from our hometown to show up," Emily explained, shaking her head. "We're all from the same village back in England, you see, and we all arrived here in the past five minutes, it looks like."
"Ah. Well, I am from England, but I haven't the slightest where your village is. Sorry to disappoint." The woman noticed Victor staring and hit him with a frown. "Are you that shocked to see a stranger in a strange land?"
"You've got beautiful eyes."
Victor's brain only caught up with the words once they'd already left his lips. He started at his own boldness, grabbing his tie for support. "I-I mean -- I-I'm not used to -- not that you d-don't have lovely eyes too, M-Miss Everglot, or you either, Miss C-Cartwell -- just that yours, miss, are so g-green and I -- ah--" He slapped a hand over his mouth before he could further embarrass himself. "Sorry."
Mother sighed heavily, leaning on Father with a mutter of "Utterly hopeless, isn't he?" while Lady Everglot tched and murmured to her husband, "Typical of the middle class." The sister -- Lizzie -- also seemed unimpressed, glaring at him as if he'd blurted out something intensely crude. Victoria, by contrast, shook her head fondly, while Emily hid a giggle and Mr. Thatcher grinned. And the young lady -- well, said beautiful eyes widened in surprise for a moment. Then she smirked. "You must not be used to green eyes if that's how you react to them," she said. "But I suppose I should thank you for the compliment." She curtsied. "Alice Liddell, sir. You are?"
"Victor," Victor said, lowering his hand. Well, at least he hadn't made a total fool of himself. "Victor Van Dort."
"Wait -- Liddell?" Mr. Thatcher said, tipping his head to one side. "The girls from that fire? In Oxford?"
"That's the one," Lizzie replied shortly. "And given that I have it on good authority that the man who set said fire might be here in town, could you all give us leave to check in first so we can get down to the police station?"
"Oh -- yeah, go right ahead," Mr. Thatcher said, waving them onward.
"We can wait," Father agreed, stepping back.
Lord Everglot merely grunted, which the Liddell sisters took as assent. Victor watched as they approached the front desk. Oh my. . .so -- my parents, my forced fiancee, her parents, the woman at the heart of Burtonsville's greatest scandal in ages, her rescuer and one of Burtonsville's lesser-known soldiers, and the two sisters in the middle of the most shocking case of arson in all of England. One of whom now knows I think she has beautiful eyes.
This is going to be an interesting trip.
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jeromeschamp84 · 7 years
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Is your name on the list…?
This year’s Long List has just been published, and all the finalists for a 2017 Good Funeral Award can be found on the Awards website here. 
Or you can skim down the list below and see if you’re on it. Individuals listed first, alphabetically by first name, and companies / organisations listed second. 
It has been another exceptional year for nominations and entries, and the runners up and winners of each category will be announced at the glittering lunchtime awards ceremony at Porchester Hall on September 7th.
All finalists will receive a copy of the logo and the code for a special discount on the ticket price this week. 
Individual finalists
Alan Lister
Angela Bailey
Anna Lyons
Annette Furley
Barbara Scrimshaw
Barry Waples
Cara Mair
Carol Higgins
Cath Pratley / Tosh Abbott
Chantal Lockey
Charles Muglestone (Right Revd.)
Christine Jolly
Christyan James (Fr.)
Claire Turnham
Clive Cappleman
Clive Leverton
Colette Robinson
Colin Liddell
David Crayton
David Homer
David Ledger
Dominic Lister
Drew Rush
Emma Curtis
Felicity Warner
Frances Tulley
Glynes Mewton
Helen McLean
Helen Williams
Howard Hodgson
Hugh Milsom
Ian Willox
James Rogers
Jane Morgan
Janet Qualters
Jason Kiely
Jeremy Field
Julia Samuel
Julie Hillman
Justine Wykerd
Kate Tym & Kate Dyer
Kathryn Sansom
Kirstie Sailes
Lara-Rose Iredale
Laura Jane Smith (Dr.)
Lindis Pattison-Tadman
Lindy Irving
Liz Alman
Liz Rothschild
Lizzie Neville
Lorraine Aitken
Louise Cook
Lucy Coulbert
Lucy Talbot
Lyn Baylis
Martin House
May Andrews
Michael Tiney
Natalie Newbury
Natasha Bradshaw
Nicole Turner
Oliver Bird
Paul Jansen
Pauline Hyde-Coomber
Persephone Salway
Rebecca Sharp
Rhys Askham
Richard Hooker
Roger Knight
Rosalie Kuyvenhoven
Rosie Orr
Sally Ward
Sarah Tully
Simon Dyer
Stacey Pitsillides
Steve Stacey
Stuart Preston
Susie Bearne
Terri Shanks
Victoria Fisher
Victoria McKeegan
Wendy Birch (Dr.)
Wendy Coulton
Yvonne Harper
Company / organisation finalists
A. W. Lymn – The Family Funeral Service
Amber Valley Memorial Park & Crematorium
Ann Bates Ceramics
ARKA Original Funerals
Attwood Funerals
Bewley & Merrett Funeral Directors
Brighton Death Forum
BrumYODO
Bungard Funeral Directors
Butterfly Memorial Garden
S. Boswell Independent Funeral Directors
Cardiff & Glamorgan Memorial Park & Crematorium
Cardiff Bereavement Services
Classic Flowers Maidstone
Coffin Club
Compassionate Funerals
Cradle To Grave
Crescent Funerals
Dandelion Farewells
Denbighshire Memorial Park & Crematorium
Earth to Heaven
Ecoffins
Edd Frost & Daughters
Eden Valley Woodland Burial Ground
Fosters Funeral Directors
Full Circle Funerals
Funeral Zone
Collins & Sons
Gimcrack Productions
Go Simply Funerals
Golders Green Crematorium
Good Life, Good Death, Good Grief
Harrison Funeral Home
Harrison Low Cost Funerals
Heatherley Wood Woodland
Holly’s Funerals
Huunu
C. Atkinson & Son Ltd.
Godfrey & Son Ltd.
Kettering Crematorium
Kirkleatham Memorial Park & Crematorium
Leverton & Sons
Life, Death & the Rest (Arnos Vale Cemetery)
Life, Death, Whatever
Meadow Wood Pet Cemetery
Medfest 2017 – Matters of Life & Death
Melville & Daughters
Memoria Low Cost Funerals Ltd.
Moribund (Gimcrack Productions)
Mortlake Crematorium
Nelson’s Journey Youth Panel’s Smartphone App.
O’Dwyer Funeral Service
Only With Love
Passionate Flowers
Perry & Phillips Funeral Directors
Pushing Up Daisies – Things Left Unsaid
Respect Direct Funeral Services
Rocket Catering
Rose Funerals Ltd.
Rounce Funeral Services
Sacred Stones
Scattering Ashes
Seven Hills Crematorium
Sick Festival
South Leicestershire Memorial Park & Crematorium
South Oxfordshire Crematorium & Memorial Park
Still Loved Documentary
Tamworth Co-operative Funeral Services
Tea & Sympathy
The Art of Dying Well
The Good Grief Project
The Individual Funeral Company
The Natural Death Centre
The Team at Cardiff Thornhill Crematorium
Thornhill Crematorium Cardiff
Varley & Varley Funeral Directors
Veteran Bereavement Support
E. Pinder & Son Ltd.
Waveney Memorial Park & Crematorium
Westmill Woodland Burial
Woodland Wishes
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Is your name on the list…?
This year’s Long List has just been published, and all the finalists for a 2017 Good Funeral Award can be found on the Awards website here. 
Or you can skim down the list below and see if you’re on it. Individuals listed first, alphabetically by first name, and companies / organisations listed second. 
It has been another exceptional year for nominations and entries, and the runners up and winners of each category will be announced at the glittering lunchtime awards ceremony at Porchester Hall on September 7th.
All finalists will receive a copy of the logo and the code for a special discount on the ticket price this week. 
Individual finalists
Alan Lister
Angela Bailey
Anna Lyons
Annette Furley
Barbara Scrimshaw
Barry Waples
Cara Mair
Carol Higgins
Cath Pratley / Tosh Abbott
Chantal Lockey
Charles Muglestone (Right Revd.)
Christine Jolly
Christyan James (Fr.)
Claire Turnham
Clive Cappleman
Clive Leverton
Colette Robinson
Colin Liddell
David Crayton
David Homer
David Ledger
Dominic Lister
Drew Rush
Emma Curtis
Felicity Warner
Frances Tulley
Glynes Mewton
Helen McLean
Helen Williams
Howard Hodgson
Hugh Milsom
Ian Willox
James Rogers
Jane Morgan
Janet Qualters
Jason Kiely
Jeremy Field
Julia Samuel
Julie Hillman
Justine Wykerd
Kate Tym & Kate Dyer
Kathryn Sansom
Kirstie Sailes
Lara-Rose Iredale
Laura Jane Smith (Dr.)
Lindis Pattison-Tadman
Lindy Irving
Liz Alman
Liz Rothschild
Lizzie Neville
Lorraine Aitken
Louise Cook
Lucy Coulbert
Lucy Talbot
Lyn Baylis
Martin House
May Andrews
Michael Tiney
Natalie Newbury
Natasha Bradshaw
Nicole Turner
Oliver Bird
Paul Jansen
Pauline Hyde-Coomber
Persephone Salway
Rebecca Sharp
Rhys Askham
Richard Hooker
Roger Knight
Rosalie Kuyvenhoven
Rosie Orr
Sally Ward
Sarah Tully
Simon Dyer
Stacey Pitsillides
Steve Stacey
Stuart Preston
Susie Bearne
Terri Shanks
Victoria Fisher
Victoria McKeegan
Wendy Birch (Dr.)
Wendy Coulton
Yvonne Harper
Company / organisation finalists
A. W. Lymn – The Family Funeral Service
Amber Valley Memorial Park & Crematorium
Ann Bates Ceramics
ARKA Original Funerals
Attwood Funerals
Bewley & Merrett Funeral Directors
Brighton Death Forum
BrumYODO
Bungard Funeral Directors
Butterfly Memorial Garden
S. Boswell Independent Funeral Directors
Cardiff & Glamorgan Memorial Park & Crematorium
Cardiff Bereavement Services
Classic Flowers Maidstone
Coffin Club
Compassionate Funerals
Cradle To Grave
Crescent Funerals
Dandelion Farewells
Denbighshire Memorial Park & Crematorium
Earth to Heaven
Ecoffins
Edd Frost & Daughters
Eden Valley Woodland Burial Ground
Fosters Funeral Directors
Full Circle Funerals
Funeral Zone
Collins & Sons
Gimcrack Productions
Go Simply Funerals
Golders Green Crematorium
Good Life, Good Death, Good Grief
Harrison Funeral Home
Harrison Low Cost Funerals
Heatherley Wood Woodland
Holly’s Funerals
Huunu
C. Atkinson & Son Ltd.
Godfrey & Son Ltd.
Kettering Crematorium
Kirkleatham Memorial Park & Crematorium
Leverton & Sons
Life, Death & the Rest (Arnos Vale Cemetery)
Life, Death, Whatever
Meadow Wood Pet Cemetery
Medfest 2017 – Matters of Life & Death
Melville & Daughters
Memoria Low Cost Funerals Ltd.
Moribund (Gimcrack Productions)
Mortlake Crematorium
Nelson’s Journey Youth Panel’s Smartphone App.
O’Dwyer Funeral Service
Only With Love
Passionate Flowers
Perry & Phillips Funeral Directors
Pushing Up Daisies – Things Left Unsaid
Respect Direct Funeral Services
Rocket Catering
Rose Funerals Ltd.
Rounce Funeral Services
Sacred Stones
Scattering Ashes
Seven Hills Crematorium
Sick Festival
South Leicestershire Memorial Park & Crematorium
South Oxfordshire Crematorium & Memorial Park
Still Loved Documentary
Tamworth Co-operative Funeral Services
Tea & Sympathy
The Art of Dying Well
The Good Grief Project
The Individual Funeral Company
The Natural Death Centre
The Team at Cardiff Thornhill Crematorium
Thornhill Crematorium Cardiff
Varley & Varley Funeral Directors
Veteran Bereavement Support
E. Pinder & Son Ltd.
Waveney Memorial Park & Crematorium
Westmill Woodland Burial
Woodland Wishes
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thevalicemultiverse · 2 years
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TV: We now return to Game of Thrones (as interpreted by your delusion and lack of seeing the actual show)
Wizard: Your Majesty, the gnomes are complaining about high taxes on their various gnome products.
King: Gnome taxes pay for all my drawbridges and catapults. Tell the gnomes to pay their taxes or I’ll ban those shoes that curl up at the end. They’ll have to wear normal shoes from that point forward.
Wizard: Mmm, yes. The gnomes would hate that.
King: I know! Knowing what gnomes like and don’t like is how I became an important king. There’s only one rule in the Game of Thrones: He who controls the gnomes controls the thrones!
Meanwhile, in Gnometown…
Gnome: Help! A Minotaur stole my car!
Alice: [having explained all this to the others] So, is this better than the actual --
Victoria: Yes. So much better than the actual show.
Lizzie: Extremely better. Better than the books too.
Victor: The only thing it's missing are the cool dragons.
Alice: Perhaps one of the gnomes hatches a bunch to ride against the king?
Victor: Yes.
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thevalicemultiverse · 2 years
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“I’ve done it! Come quickly! I’ve invented a machine that will let you unsee cartoon pornography.”
“Whoa, how does it work?”
“Via this machine, a person can be sent back in time, whereupon they can stop themselves from viewing them.”
“You could also use this to just travel through time in general, right?”
“Huh, yeah. I never thought of that.”
Victor: [snorts at the exchange in the show, then looks over at Alice] I'm sure you've wished you could time travel a lot.
Alice: [nods] Plenty. Lots of things I'd like to undo in my life -- and my death. But these days, my desire to change the past keeps running up against one big obstacle.
Victor: [puzzled] Oh? What?
Alice: [looking at him] The fact that, if I hadn't gone through everything I did -- the fire, Bumby, Fish, vampirism? You would have died that night in Santa Monica. [bites her lip] I really don't like thinking of a world without you in it.
Victor: [stunned silence, then -- blinking back tears -- reaches for her hand] I. . .I wish our meeting wasn't predicated on you suffering such misery.
Alice: [taking his hand] Me too. But I'll take it nonetheless.
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thevalicemultiverse · 3 years
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Deb of Night: Trent, why don't you believe in Climate Change? Trent: You got it all wrong, Deb. I don't believe in Climate. D: Climate. Like...Climate? T: Exactly Deb! This whole thing's a hoax! Weather is a conspiracy perpetrated by the Illuminated Council of Subterranean Lizard Men who secretly run the one-world government. D: Weather is a hoax? T: Yes.
D: Certainly you felt the wind blowing on you whenever you went outside, Trent. What do you think wind is? T: Invisible holograms. D: And rain? T: Wet holograms. D: Indulge me, Trent. What do you think people make snowman out of? T: Snow is a mass hallucination brought on by the blue dye in mom jeans!
T: Deb, look at this model of the earth. D: I can't look at it, this is a call in show. T: See what happens when I pour "rain" on it? I don't see any flooding? Do you, Deb? D: That's because I can't see the model, Trent. T: And what about this "wind"? [blows on something from his end of the call] Oh, I guess that's it for Earth! We all got blown over! You see how idiotic this is, right, Deb? D: No, I see how exactly idiotic this is, Trent.
Victor: [listening to this in horrified fascination] Oh my God, I think he’s serious. I don’t know how, but -- I think he’s serious.
Alice: Which do you think would be funnier -- Carlos calling in to agree with the guy, or calling in to absolutely wreck him?
Lizzie: Combination -- Carlos saying that weather is a hoax, or at least controlled, but Trent’s got the wrong people in charge of said hoax.
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thevalicemultiverse · 4 years
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i wish men would stop having opinions about women. honest to god shut the hell up
Emily: Men having opinions about women is the worst. Especially when that opinion is “you have money, I don’t, so I’m going to trick you into eloping with me and kill you for it.”
Victoria: Or “you’re my daughter so you’re going to date whoever I tell you to date even if you think they’re weird and creepy.”
Lizzie: Or “I am not going to take no for an answer -- instead, I will make sure you can never say no again.”
Alice: Or, “I am not going to take no for an answer and instead I’m going to curse you with a thirst for blood and permanently-untreatable madness.” . . .Which I grant is a bit specific to me, but you get what I mean.
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thevalicemultiverse · 4 years
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Newsman: We now go live to the Vatican, with a message from the Pope. Pope: Hey folks! It's me the Pope. I know you're having a rough time right now, so I had a chat with God. He's agreed to cut you some slack. God says it's officially no longer a sin to watch those Russian car crash complications on Youtube. Knock yourselves out! *smiles and gives a thumbs up*
Alice: [glaring at the TV] Tell me that what I just heard about “Russian car crash complications on YouTube” isn’t what he just said.
Lizzie: No, but do you actually care what he did say?
Alice: If it’s not “I talked with God and he’s going to wipe out this virus and certain key politicians with it,” then not really.
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thevalicemultiverse · 4 years
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Actually selkies are skin changing fae, not wereseals. The difference is selkies are skin changers while werewolves are shape changers.
Lizzie: Wait, so they’re a type of fairy? Who -- well, skin changing sounds like it has the same result as shape changing --
Sam: [pinching the bridge of his nose] I have enough trouble keeping track of how many different clans of vampire there are. We don’t need to get into this too!
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thevalicemultiverse · 4 years
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If no one from the future comes to stop me how bad of a decision can it really be?
Alice: Well, I think most bad decisions aren’t bad on the scale of ‘if I could time travel just once in my life, I would use the opportunity to reverse this decision.” At least, I hope so -- if you have multiple incidents like that, you may want to rethink how you’re living.
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thevalicemultiverse · 4 years
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Go slowly insane in an ISOLATED BARN. *Grow a beard *See things *cry in front of windows *befriend cutlery *Declare yourself King SECLUDED DESPAIR BREAKS CALL NOW
Lizzie: . . .wait, is that -- is that intended to be some sort of holiday package?
Alice: Seems to me like you could save some money by driving to, I don’t know, Idaho and just breaking into someone’s barn. You could even bring your own cutlery from home if you wanted.
Victor: What if you can’t grow a beard?
Alice: Find a costume shop on the way -- still less than what they’re asking!
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thevalicemultiverse · 5 years
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If you think about it, your girlfriend Emily, your sister, and her boyfriend, are more closely related to Kuei Jin than you, a kindred, are. Think about it, they are souls from the afterlife who are currently residing in their corpse bodies and rely on feeding to prevent from rotting (them meat, Kuei Jin chi).
Alice: . . .That’s an accurate and very weird thought. Especially since we know they were made by the Giovanni, and they’re the Italian Mob Stereotype Kindred.
Lizzie: [shrugs] Maybe the Giovanni ritual they came up with was created by learning about how Kuei-Jin come to be and trying to copy the process? 
Alice: Perhaps. . .I’m just glad we’re currently away from any other Kindred who might raise a fuss about the whole matter.
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thevalicemultiverse · 5 years
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"Hey is that "I Thought it was Margarine" Grade B butter?" "It sure is!" "Is it true it has all the calories of butter with the rancid taste of margarine?" "Yep!" "Can I have some?" "Get your own!" *stabbing sound* "TAKE THAT, YOU BITCH!" AHHHH! WHAT THE HELL?!" "How do you like that?!" "Hey jokes on you! I have Hepatitis!" "Nyaaaaah"
Emily stares at the radio, as if eyeing it hard enough will make what just came out of it make sense. “I really, REALLY don’t get these commercials.”
“I think they’re trying to be -- ‘edgy?’“ Lizzie says uncertainly. “Or maybe use dark humor? I don’t know, it just comes off as idiotic. Like most ads, really.”
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thevalicemultiverse · 5 years
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Yeah, well saying someone's name gives you power over them, that's basic magic 101. So by calling you, sister, Bonejangles, boyfriend, and Corpse Bride, girlfriend, (apart from that one time, but that was to specify between her other girlfriend) I diminish any power I might have over you all.
Lizzie: [blinks a few times] Er -- well, I guess I did hear my name in the ritual the Giovanni used for this -- [waves her hand over her body] -- but most of it was in Italian and I don’t remember it very clearly. . . Are -- are you a magic-user then?
Alice: On the one hand, I appreciate you apparently trying to be polite; on the other, I feel compelled to say I have powers that don’t require me knowing your name.
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