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[mrwenhamm]

[He thought it was going to be a normal day. No, really, he did. Which is probably why he's staring blankly at the wall for a brief moment before deciding that this is what a nervous breakdown must be like.]

That's it. That's it. I give up! I think I've finally gone and lost my mind. This was the door to the lab.

[he sighs]

Or maybe I just need a nap

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[normal_really]

Mr Reever? Ah, are you new?

[mrwenhamm]

Allen? New? I suppose I could say so.

[normal_really]

*OH RIGHT dressed up as a fairy king. I keep forgetting that part orz He hands Reever a pamphlet* Welcome to the Dressing Room, it's a strange place. The pamphlet explains it better than I can.

[mrwenhamm]

[Don't worry, it'll just break the poor man's brain even more. Skimming said pamphlet now] Right. Of course it does.

...Allen? Why do you have wings?

[normal_really]

...I'm meant to be a fairy king. I'm trying to get rid of them.

[mrwenhamm]

...A fairy king? What on earth for?

[normal_really]

There's some kind of Midsummer event happening, the Noah are behind it. We're trying to stop them.