~Twenty Two~

[demented_mama]

[Action/Voice]

[There are so many people in Luceti holy crap where did you all come from but first:]

...I swear there's something missing. Maybe the peals of laughter in the air followed by a clacking of some sort, like a keyboard.

Weird.

[ooc: FOURTH WALL AND I'M ACTUALLY LEAVING SOON BUT I'LL BE BACK LATER ♥]

Comments

[thatdamndog]

[Did someone ask for laughing?]

[demented_mama]

It wasn't so much a request as it was a statement.

Though I probably shouldn't be responding to your tiny brackets I can't read.

Ohoh, oh well!

[ahoge_goddess]

Just a glitch in reality!

Happens all the time!

[demented_mama]

It does remind me an awful lot of a Dimension Gate malfunction.

[ahoge_goddess]

I can imagine. This sort of thing would be excellent for the tourism trade if the effects didn't reverse themselves.

[wondering_eye]

It's not something to laugh about.

...is that a santa cap?

[demented_mama]

Well, I'm not laughing.

[Yet.]

y...yes jsdkgh

[wondering_eye]

I didn't say you were.

[ooc: worst. christmas party. ever.]

...I feel like a reindeer just ran across them and dropped dead.

[demented_mama]

[Taking a gander, oh look, another tiny little girl.]

Mmm, you wouldn't happen to have a pair of wings, would you?

[Knowing her luck if you do, somebody in her house is going to find reason to collect you. 11 people is enough dammit.]

[ownseverything]

[Cackling... what's that idiot girls name] You mean Tumblr?

...I actually don't use Tumblr so I needed a moment.

[demented_mama]

Is that the networking site with the sadistic character limit in place or one of those various all encompassing blogs that steal what meager life a college student has to offer?

They're just as bad as demons, really.

[ownseverything]

She's that bad, huh? [He doesn't pay attention to the Social Networking people much. ...Oh well]

[thejournalinme]

She's a good match for 4chan indeed.

[No she's not stalking you Google.]

[demented_mama]

[The difference between human!Mama A and regular Mama A? Mom is an instinctual being and when she catches sight of Sanae, warped and tattooed her skin prickles.

The small unconscious part of her that knows she has reason to be afraid, remembering how unnatural he had been before and at first she just watches him, all three eyes heavy on the figure trying to hide away in the forest.]

[demented_mama]

[Unperturbed.]

Where did you come from?

[When he's closer he gets another once over. She lingers on his hands, an odd flash of a memory in her mind exhibiting the kind of tenderness that doesn't exist in her.]