Lost Chapter 1; Video, action, text? Fourth Wall.

[usedtherapy]

[{When the video starts, it's being carted around in the air by what sounds like a very excited Mismagius. From the looks of it, Goldenrod seems to be the setting, and the subject is a rather annoyed looking Rose Lalonde.

Annoyed, and...well. Different. Sorta...

Grimdark.You're probably pretty glad that grimdark is a real word, so that when

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[partyofwin]

[Oh, don't mind the pink pony nearby trying to figure out what you said, Rose! She looks like she's concentrating pretty hard. She doesn't think much of Rose's appearance, and seems to be under the impression what she said is like a puzzle or something!]

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[broodfester]

[[Really, it might as well be a puzzle. Don't think too hard though, little pony. Ancient tongues are hard to decipher.

She doesn't mind the pony, but doesn't notice her until she finally gives up on the Mismagius, sighing as it cackles and carts off the 'gear elsewhere. She watches the pony a moment, before approaching with a questioning look.]]

B'tfthir?

[["Hello?"]]

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[partyofwin]

Hiya!

[Okay that one she may as well understand. The tone and body language and whatever totally give it away!]

I don't know if I can guess what you said! It's a pretty hard riddle.

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[broodfester]

[[At first she's excited by the prospect of someone understanding her! But...then she mentions it being a riddle and the excitement drains. She chuckles none the less, however.]]

L'uur'n khirur i ml'uhftt mtiftg...

[["It's not a riddle really..."]]

[trouser_chimp]

[There's a small, orange monkey hiding from around the corner, but he stares intensely at her, watching carefully.]

[broodfester]

[[She doesn't notice the monkey just yet, a little too preoccupied with trying to catch that accursed Ghost.]]

L'u nwtim urhir urb't yhirhs...

[["I swear to the gods..."]]

[trouser_chimp]

[The monkey watches a little more, and then picks up a small rock, throwing it at the ghost.]

[broodfester]

[[The ghost drops the gear with a few upset noises, zipping behind a nearby tree to hide. Rose picks it up, then glances in the direction the rock came from.]]

B'tfthir?

[["Hello?]]

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[deltentabeast]

[Of all the things anyone expects to see, it's probably not these two meeting up. Two Roses, neither herself, both darker in skin and few other things besides. The one here has her broodfester tongues and cloak of oozing (grim)darkness; the new arrival has... well.]

[She's a troll, two tall horns just slightly curved - they resemble Gamzee's - extending from her head. Black hair, grey skin, as standard, but a fanged skull in black and white is painted over her face. A black t-shirt with an indigo triangle that near resembles a heart. A grey skirt smattered with lighter grey circles. Striped black-and-grey socks, purple sneakers.]

[And a rainbow sash, patterned so colorfully by something obvious: the distinct odor of blood. Maybe that's what her nails are painted with too, with their multiple hues. In one hand she clutches a pair of needles, similar but not the same to the Thorns of Oglogoth.]

[She's tailed by a Persian.]My, my. First another trip to a world unknown, and now I am greeted with a vision of my own past self, here in

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[broodfester]

[[It will be a few moments before she answers. She's far more focused on taking in the sight of this...troll version of herself. Or what she assumes is herself. Past self though? Whatever does she mean by that?]]

...B'uhirw gsml'uhirn. Yl'uvky s'st hirk sthiryl'ug whirsfth ftl'uotftc et i wl'unt htgl'unhirk wb'l'uftnur wl'uurb'l'us urb't st'mtopl'unt hirf Yhirb'urhir. Urb'l'ukyn mitftc opiot ntknt b'tm.

[["...How curious. Giving up on logic would likely be a wise decision whilst within the premises of Johto. Things rarely make sense here."]]

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[deltentabeast]

[She takes a moment herself, letting the mix of sounds slosh through her mind and, slowly, her eyebrows raising at it, resolve itself into sense.]

... Curious indeed. I can still understand you. Though I'm unsure I could fashion my tongue into the shapes needed to create those noises anymore, so do pardon me if I stick to something more... if not human, then normal. Though if anything, the teeth might make it easier than it could have been.

[Her black lips curl, showing amusement along with a glimpse of fang.]

A proposition: let us engage in a round of questions that we may sort things out. One to the other, an answer, then another to the first who asked, back and forth. I doubt we'll get anything done otherwise.

And if I may be so presumptive as to start first--what, or where, is Johto?

[The Persian comes up alongside her now and sits, blinking leisurely up at grimdark!Rose, while troll!Rose scritches behind an ear with her empty hand.]

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[usedpokerface]

[There's at least one person apparently unimpressed by this grimdark development, if the unchanging deadpan expression on his twelve-year-old face is any indication.]

Iä, iä, Cthulhu fhtagn?

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[broodfester]

Ib', Cthuvl'uik hl'uiftgur. Urb'iur b'is ftl'uurftt urhir hhir wl'uurb' urb'l'us htft'stoptkur, L'u'op ifmil'uh.

[["Ah, Cthuvian dialect. That has little to do with this development, I'm afraid."]]

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[broodfester]

[[A very good thing, yes. At least someone will understand her, thankfully. ; ;]]

Ftml'u? Urb'l'us l'us i st'b'tkhiroptkhir okhirwk is urb't emhirhftsurm urb'hirts. Yml'uophimo, l'uf chirs wl'uft.

[["Feferi? This is a phenomenon known as the broodfester throes. Grimdark, if you will."]]

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[broodfester]

L'u yik'ur l'uopiyl'ukt wb'c l'uur whirsfth. Esur cts, L'u hhir st. B'hirw gsml'uhirs.

[["I can't imagine why it would. But yes, I do see. How curious."]]