[01 - Video] Arrival

[needsnobottle]

[The video flicks on and Tammy is blinking in confusion at the journal. At the sight of the video on the page her eyes widen.]

Oh shi-

[The feed cuts off abruptly.

Roughly twenty minutes later, the video starts again. This time she's clearly expecting it. And in the background you can see she's now outside.

Her tone drips sarcasm. It reeks of sarcasm.

Comments

[thenotmagician]

Rough day, eh?

[needsnobottle]

You could say that.

[thenotmagician]

Y'want some smiley fruit and pumpkin pie? It always helps me feel better when things aren't goin' all that great.

[needsnobottle]

...smiling fruit?

[Text]

[likesfootnotes]

Dear Sardonic Nobody, 1

Welcome to the Keep, otherwise known as the land where dreams come true! 2 Try not to slip on that dripping sarcasm, as it can cause quite a nasty stain.

Less-than-sincerely,
Your Diary

1 - Were you looking for something a little more embellished? That treatment is reserved for the more elegant, established folk - such as myself.

2 - This is a matter of interpretation, if you ask me. My interpretation runs in the positive, for there's a certain joy in the fact that I'm here and certain other parties are not.

[Text]

[needsnobottle]

Dear Diary,

I suspect you've been possessed. Or hacked.

Sucks, don't it?

No sympathy,
Tammy

P.S. Don't worry, my shoes have plenty of traction. Though I doubt you would have fretted that fact.

[Text]

[likesfootnotes]

Dear Sardonic Tammy,

You are entirely too misinformed to expect a spirit of my magnitude to be found possessing a mere transcription of inane teenage fantasies. An archaic tome, perhaps, or something writ in the blood of a thousand albino camels. But I wouldn't be caught sealed in glittery green penmanship.

I appreciate your attempt to solicit my friendship and goodwill by handing over your name, but it falls short. Might I suggest building a few temples to my honour and immortality? 3

Wittily,
Your Diary

3 - Avoid the tacky Mayan variety. Pure Egyptian architecture would do you far more favour. Though I doubt you could build one with the exquisite skill of yours truly.

[Text]

[needsnobottle]

Hey, Diary,

Why the hell would I build temples in honor of a book? Sure, that works for some people, but look where that gets them.

Or did you mean I should be constructing Egyptian pyramids for whoever is coyly posing as my diary? 'Cause if that's the case, how about no?

But rest assured my failure to solicit friendship will wound me greatly. I'll carry it with me forever. Right here.

Going to weep into my pumpkin,
Tammy

P.S. Build your own pyramid. I deal with enough ego.

[Commentlog]

[mister_10_below]

[Right, so, with everything he's seen here, Bobby should know to be more cautious and to think things through. But when he spots her outside while he's wandering around looking at the pumpkins, all of that logical stuff just kind of falls away. Because it's Kitty.

And then he's grinning widely, jogging towards her.]

Kit!

[If she doesn't stop him, he's probably going to hug her.]

[Commentlog]

[needsnobottle]

[She glances toward him because, you know, someone's talking. Not because that's her name. Not that what he said even sounds like a name. Is he speaking English?]

Uh...

[She glances at her pumpkin. Maybe she misheard and he said 'kin' instead of 'kit'. But who says that?

And look at that, he's heading her way. But surely he'll stop before he gets too close. People are big on personal space.]

Hey.

[Commentlog]

[mister_10_below]

[Despite his initial reaction, he is paying attention enough to notice that she's...not at all reacting the way he'd expected. He slows, confused, and stops.

Though not before he's probably a little too into her personal space for a stranger.]

Kitty?

[Oh, god, please be Kitty.]

[Commentlog]

[needsnobottle]

[Yeeeaaaaaaah he's a bit closer than she'd like. So she's going to mack up a step--under the guise of looking at the ground in the immediate vicinity, because apparently this guy is looking for his cat.]

Sorry, I haven't seen any cats around here. How long's it been gone?

[Video]

[agentknockknock]

[Claudia has been laughing throughout most of that post. She'd waited to comment until it died down, but the amusement hasn't left her voice.]

You forgot to say something about that guy in homeroom that doesn't even know you exist. But yeah, I think that's what their looking for.

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[needsnobottle]

[When the video comes on Tammy is kind of leaning on her pumpkin; apparently she's propped the journal up against something.]

I had a nagging feeling I was forgetting something. And at this point I'm too full of pie to properly convey angsty melodramatic heartbreak.

But I'll make a note of it for next time.

[And way to go, Claudia, you're the second person to make her almost-smile!]

[Video]

[agentknockknock]

There's your problem! Your supposed to pig out after the heart break talk. But don't worry there's time to practice.

[OOC: Claudia for the win!]

[Video]

[needsnobottle]

See, I think if I'd had an older sister, this is the kind of thing she would have taught me.

Man, the things I've missed out on.