marceline

[experimint]

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[experimint]

You're more into crashing them, yeah.

[ it's said in the tone of someone who has had many of her tea parties crashed ]

[theampirequeen]

I only crashed the ones you wanted me to. [ this is not even remotely true. ] You can't deny I made them a lot more fun.

[experimint]

That is not even a little true.

[ stop!! she swats at her ]

[theampirequeen]

[ cackles and catches her hand. to hold it. touch week continues ]

Maybe not, but you still liked it.

[experimint]

Maybe once or twice.

[ that is all she is going to give her. ]

[theampirequeen]

C'mon. I remember you smiling way more than once or twice. At least four times.

[experimint]

[ she covers her face ]

Nope!

[theampirequeen]

[ laughs and grabs her other hand so she can't hide her face ]

You're smiling right now, liar!

[experimint]

[ she attempts to smooth out her expression ]

Am not.

[theampirequeen]

You can't play serious with me, Bonnie. I've seen your wild side.

[ her wild side is "marceline made me do this" ]

[experimint]

I don't have a wild side, Marceline.

[theampirequeen]

Sure you do. Deep down.


Very deep down.

[ being a dictator is pretty wild ]

[experimint]

Hm... nah.

[ but there's another laugh. and then a pause. ]

Did I tell you about the dream I had?

[theampirequeen]

The one that gave you the piggy? No.

[ lets go of one of bubblegum's hands. but they can still hold hands with the other one ]

[experimint]

It actually came days before the piggy, but... I think they're still related. I didn't think much about the dream though until Dave showed up.

[ that's the pig ]

But there was something about... there being more ways to use color than we know. [ a pause Which is not very helpful, but fits for a cryptic as heck dream.

[theampirequeen]

So like... power ups? Or just different ways altogether?

[ it truly is a cryptic statement ]

[experimint]

No clue. I woke up right after that part.

But the message in the dream came from a text. Like someone was messaging me.

[theampirequeen]

Texts again... That reminds me. Clarte said someone got a draft of one from an acquaintance of Dreamer's? Apparently they were losing their memories and were planning to escape this place.

[experimint]

Really? Huh...

[ where do people get these things ]

Who is this Dreamer guy, anyway...

[theampirequeen]

I dunno, but they're still around. Someone else talked to them for like, a minute? They said they have an archway but the color is gone and it's in pieces.

[ there's a pause ]

It sort of feels like a trap?

[experimint]

Yeah, it's... I don't know.

[ she plops on the bed. ]

I don't know how I feel about someone getting info but the rest of us can't verify it.

[theampirequeen]

Yeah. I don't even know how Dreamer contacted them or anything, either. Kind of a bad telephone game going on.

[ :T ]

[experimint]

I guess... we can try to see if we can get in contact?

[ ugghhhhh

not sure how if dreamer was the one who did it in the first place ]

[theampirequeen]

[ au where i get notifs for ALL my tags ]

I guess? Do we leave notes addressed to Dreamer around and see if he answers? Text to the void?

[experimint]

We could... try, I guess?

The worst that could happen is that we don't get an answer.