Heart Game (Continued)

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[There's nothing]

[Nothing]

[Nothingnothingnothingnothingnothing]

[Isn't that wonderful though?]

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Original Heart Post

ENTER | CHUMROLL CONTINUED | BEDROOM | BREATH | TIME | SPACE | LIFE 1 LIFE 2 | BLOOD 1 BLOOD 2 | MIND | DOOM 1 DOOM 2 | RAGE 1 RAGE 2 | HOPE

Comments

Re: RAGE

[unguilded]

Should we check in here first?

[ Into the library! To see what sort of books are in here. ]

Re: RAGE

[lucciola]

All right.

[inspecting the books for titles '-'a]

Re: RAGE

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[Most are...well, gibberish.]

[Because she doesn't actually remember what's in those books.]

Re: RAGE

[unguilded]

I can't read any of these at all.

[ Oh wait, powers. Yes. Trying to see if any of the other rooms and places upstairs or any items might be the right thing to approach. ]

Re: RAGE

[lucciola]

I cannot either.

[of course. can I pick one of them out though?]

Re: RAGE

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[That you could.]

[There was a lot of books. How many of them were my teachers? Did she leave so many in case the internet didn't work or because she liked books? Did she know I liked books?]

[It's hard to get a fix. There's certainly items around, but it doesn't seem like approaching an item is the goal.]

[More along the lines of]

[How could it have been different?]

Re: RAGE

[unguilded]

She...? Left them here. Hm...

[ Well this is possibly a thing.

Peeking into the storage room next? To check out the boxes in them. ]

Re: RAGE

[lucciola]

[frowns, putting the book back onto the shelf and picks out another one]

Re: RAGE

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[There was a lot of books. How many of them were my teachers? Did she leave so many in case the internet didn't work or because she liked books? Did she know I liked books?]

[There appears to be quite a lot of....vitamin bottles?]

Re: RAGE

[unguilded]

[ Shakes his head. ]

Someone else, definitely. Someone who left these things here for her ... a relative, a mother?

[ You picked the wrong motherfuckers if you wanted parent one of us was like a test tube and the other only mostly remembers his being murdered. :T

Picks up one of the bottles. ]

PRETEND I DIDN'T EDIT THAT OUT wow

[lucciola]

Perhaps. They feel the same...

[he puts that one back too and goes to follow Rook]

Re: PRETEND I DIDN'T EDIT THAT OUT wow

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[Honey, everyone in Homestuck is time paradox clone test tube babies.]

[Except Dad Egbert/Crocker.]

[But everyone else, that seems to actually be a thing.]

[Did she know I'd give away all the food? Probably, she would. I guess it was the only way she could make sure I didn't die of malnourishment, they wouldn't get full on these.]

[unguilded]

[ Oh welp he's pulling his hand back from that bottle immediately when he gets those feelings because NOPE NOPE NOPE worst ping.

He breathes out. ]

This place was ... prepared for her in advance. With the knowledge that she would need and do certain things.

[lucciola]

[... that's not a good feeling no]

... I can see that now too.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[Bingo.]

[unguilded]

[ Fffjkfdjkdsbg NOPE.

Grabbing Lucciola's hand, maybe a little too tightly. And pulling him out of the storage room.

He'll poke his head into a closet while they're still down here, too. ]

[lucciola]

Dio...

[he'll go along though, letting him pull him away]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[There are...towels, light coats, rain coats, shoes of varying sizes from child to young adult.]

[Almost every pair is very worn down and almost falling apart at the seams.]

[unguilded]

[ Turns to give Lucciola a knowing look, since the state of the clothes and what they are going through the years kind of says a lot... ]

Maybe we'll find something, or someone, upstairs.

[lucciola]

[yeah... yeah he gets it. there is nothing else than this]

Hopefully. It is so silent.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[Very silent. Not even real ambient noise.]

[unguilded]

[ Whoo boy.

Well, LET'S SEE WHAT'S UP THOSE STAIRS. ]

[lucciola]

[that's not worrying or anything.

he keeps an eye out for anything standing out]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[There are four rooms. Two to the right, two to the left.]

[unguilded]

[ Well, he's been leading, so... still holding onto Lucciola's hand, he looks at him to let him pick a lucky door, this time. ]