§ the spell has bound me

[bornwithskison]

[Around late afternoon, 1489 Kramden Road will be greeted by the sight of a teenaged boy with an uncanny resemblance to the former nation father-figure of the household. He spends some time poking around in each room while the dog he had kept here before follows him around, whining and tail wagging, though he reaches down to gently pat it on the

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[puffinparadise]

[He was stalking there, passing by, that's all.

Hey bro, you look a little done...drones don't usually look sad, do they?]

Hæ Nore.

[bornwithskison]

[Whoa hey this kid looks familiar. Staring

staring

stariiiiing.]

...Island?

[puffinparadise]

[O-oh god stop stariiing.]

Yes. You're back already?

[bornwithskison]

[WHY ARE YOU SO TALL... Y-YOU MIGHT EVEN BE AN INCH TALLER WHAT IS THIS.]

I'm not sure what you mean, Iceland. ...I saw you mere hours ago.

T-that typo in the first tag...done...how did I even-- /sob

[puffinparadise]

[THE THIRD TALLEST SPOT IS MINE NOW HA...wait...WHY ARE YOU SO SHORT BRO.]

Hours? You were gone for at least a day or two-- ...What is the last thing that you remember?

I SAW NOTHING ;3;

[bornwithskison]

Tucking you in for bed and talking to Den before I fell asleep myself.

[puffinparadise]

[Just...this face...

You haven't tucked him in bed for years.]

[bornwithskison]

...This has to be a dream.

[puffinparadise]

I'm afraid it isn't. Did you run into anyone else earlier?

[bornwithskison]

A man claiming to be my father, a dog--[He gestures down to Skadi]

[puffinparadise]

[Aww look it's Skadi. Whistling for her to come over to him.]

That's your dog, Skadi. And the man...I assume he's a drone.

[bornwithskison]

[She prances over and jumps up. S-Such a silly puppy.]

Iceland, what's... You're older. What happened? [Is it just the light or does he actually look a little uncomfortable?]

[puffinparadise]

[P-picks up the puppy and pets her.

He looks uncomfortable by just looking at you being...uncomfortable.]

You're in this town called Mayfield. It's somewhere in America...though I'm not sure if you know who he is yet. You're expected to live in these fake family units with three or four other people.

In this place, it's the 1950's...but there are others from different time frames. For example, I'm from the 1980's, which would probably explain why I'm older than you last saw me.

[bornwithskison]

I'd rather live with my real one over a fake one.

That's... Four or five hundred years from my time.

[puffinparadise]

I would too...well, actually, I'd rather just live with you.

Really? Kalmar Union, right?

[bornwithskison]

The other idiot's tolerable. As long as he's happy.

Yeah. We're... We're all living together.