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  1. Black Yoshi

    Open MASQUE CARNIVALIA: MELANCHOLY HILL

    [[OR LET'S HUG A KUCHIKI FOR COMING BACK :D]] "Yes, I... Well... Considering you were the one that gave it to me... If... If you don't mind, of course," Lester looked up suddenly, blinking in confusion. Jayy seemed to just be staring at her feet. He took the end of the rope uncertainly. "I...
  2. Black Yoshi

    Open MASQUE CARNIVALIA: MELANCHOLY HILL

    Lester watched Samantha and Alyx in their little snowball fight. It was possible that Samantha was bipolar, or that she just had some bad moments, like earlier, but Lester was still nervous around her. He stayed back by the fence. With a loud slapping sound, a snowball crashed into his face...
  3. Black Yoshi

    Open MASQUE CARNIVALIA: MELANCHOLY HILL

    [Psssh, we got this.] Lester stood in silence, staring at Jayy's hands. He fell into a sort of trance, watching the blood glisten brightly on her palms. Alyx offered her some snow to clean it off, and Lester immediately felt guilty for not having done the same quicker. He quickly distracted...
  4. Black Yoshi

    Open MASQUE CARNIVALIA: MELANCHOLY HILL

    Lester wiped his glasses off. He put them back on his nose, and ran his hand through his hair. Fire was good... "We'll probably need something to melt snow in so we have water..." He said. "A real shelter... There's all these tents, but I'm not sure how they'd hold up if a blizzard came...
  5. Black Yoshi

    Open MASQUE CARNIVALIA: MELANCHOLY HILL

    Lester doubted he could convince Jayy. She claimed there was absolutely no risk in trying. He was about to mention the barb wire, and the chance of her floating away, but she was already drifting upwards. He stared at the barbed wire as her hand shot out to grab it. She yelped, and he flinched...
  6. Black Yoshi

    Open MASQUE CARNIVALIA: MELANCHOLY HILL

    Lester listened patiently to Jayy's excuse. The Kingler morph walked in, said his piece, and walked away. Lester figured that was a bit strange to not stick around for more conversation, but he didn't question it any more. He sighed. "Well, I don't think... That is, you probably would have...
  7. Black Yoshi

    Open MASQUE CARNIVALIA: MELANCHOLY HILL

    Lester felt his spine shiver at the frozen touch of Samantha. She placed a hand on his cheek, and he felt the warmth draining away into her palm. "Maybe you two should get better acquainted." And then she was off on her own. Lester took a moment to breathe. Another Carnie introduced herself as...
  8. Black Yoshi

    Open MASQUE CARNIVALIA: MELANCHOLY HILL

    Lester's attention kept getting dragged away from him. That blue girl was being very insistent on... Something. Even from here, it was plain that the small one didn't care much for her. The Kingler must have said something, because the blue girl's head turned to him briefly. After a few more...
  9. Black Yoshi

    Open MASQUE CARNIVALIA: MELANCHOLY HILL

    Lester didn't realize that someone was talking to him at first. After a coupled of seconds, he looked up and realized the blue person, who introduced himself as Thomas, was in fact, speaking to him. "... Oh! I, uh-" He dropped a bottle he'd just picked up. It had some kind of fungus in it. He...
  10. Black Yoshi

    Open MASQUE CARNIVALIA: MELANCHOLY HILL

    The cold was already starting to numb Lester's fingers. He reflexively tried to stuff his hands in his pockets, but for one thing, he had no pockets, and for another, his right hand was a claw the size of his head. He felt a small wave of despair at the failed attempt, and gazed into the...
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