intro//make him a member

[slickstabs]

Well, the raid on the mansion could have gone a whole hell of a lot better, all things considered. Maybe you fucked something up by pulling on one of the pins in DIE'S voodoo doll.
Whatever you did, you're not where you remember being. And this place doesn't look anything like anywhere you've ever been.

Using your RADIO DEVICE you ask one of your

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> PM: First, be AU. Second, approach Slick.

[prospitsmidnite]

[You aren't too fond of SPADES SLICK, but you do know him WELL ENOUGH to recognize that he's ANGRY. This does not surprise you. You also recognize that he is not acting like he's BEEN HERE BEFORE, so you suspect TIME SHENANIGANS. You also suspect that leaving him to his own devices will lead to someone meeting the BUSINESS END of one of his FANCY BLADES, and that someone may not be able to dodge.

You know that your COLORFUL DRESS will probably annoy him even more, but you doubt it really matters at this point, so you make sure to be ready to defend yourself as you walk up to SPADES SLICK.]

This is not anyone's idea of a joke and we are both stuck here.

> SS: Express disgust at Prospitian's fashion sense.

[slickstabs]

Naturally, the first thing you notice is this woman's DISGUSTINGLY BRIGHT DRESS.

Being SPADES SLICK, this means only one thing:
You didn't think it was even remotely possible, but your RAGE has reached a NEW, FURIOUS THRESHOLD.

TIME SHENANIGANS indeed.
You mutter something about being sick and fuckin' tired of dealin' with THE FELT.

Also you make sure to inform the PROSPITIAN standing before you that you're going to BRUTALLY MURDER whoever designed and or tailored that dress because it is a MOTHERFUCKING CATASTROPHE.

Naturally.

> PM: Be indignant.

[prospitsmidnite]

[You should probably start with informing Slick that this isn't related to The Felt, but you decide that addressing his insult is more important.]

It is just a little bit of color. It is not going to blind you.

And I have not seen any sign of The Felt.

> SS: Throw hat in frustration.

[slickstabs]

You THROW YOUR HAT in frustration.

What a fucking waste of time.

that's just fuckin' great

You proceed to violently rant about losing your GANG, your LOCATION, and your goddamn TARGET.