Credit where credit is due - this quest, art style and all, is inspired by a series of three drawings by Katherine Poe. They can be found here: http://katherinepoe.tumblr.com/image/29392962462 , http://katherinepoe.tumblr.com/image/29599729557 , http://katherinepoe.tumblr.com/image/29600838081 .

>>447054
Ask him if he's lactose intolerant.

That can't be why.

Follow him, and find out.

Maybe you should bake him... something else? Where did he go?

Well, how do you feel about that? Would you want him back, or are you glad to see some jerk who didn't appreciate your tastes go?

Never leave

OH WELL he's gone forever. Might as well go back inside and try your hand at cooking something that doesn't make people run away.

Who is he and when did he leave?
Are you sure he didn't like your sandwiches?

FRACTAL 2012/08/24(Fri)20:24 No. 447212 ID: 8dbc01
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I woke up this morning to find him gone. I thought it was okay. Last night was tense. I thought he was out on the swamp, just walking, the way he does sometimes. Especially after I upset him.

FRACTAL 2012/08/24(Fri)20:25 No. 447214 ID: 8dbc01
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I shouldn't have said anything last night. He was only joking. I should have just made him a new meal, if he really didn't like that one. But his words hurt, and I just wanted a quiet dinner.

It's always my fault.

FRACTAL 2012/08/24(Fri)20:25 No. 447215 ID: 8dbc01
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One of the boats is gone. The swamp leads out to a river and the river leads anywhere and everywhere.

Maybe I don't want him back. Maybe I'm tired of being tired, of being afraid I'll upset him with the slightest protest. But he took my heart with me. I can't cook without a heart. I'll starve in this swamp if I don't get it back.

Only logical solution is to take that boat, go after him, and tear that heart right back out of his chest.
Because it's not your fault.
well, ok, the pimentos were a terrible idea, but the escalation was all him

You better go out there and find him. Stop being selfish and only thinking about yourself. What if he's in a trouble or drowned in a boating accident?

Leave a written note saying where you've gone, bring some cheese and biscuits and stuff as a snack and go searching.

No, I don't think you need him. But you do need your heart.

Where might he have taken it? Has he left like this before?

What if you found someone else to cook for you?

One of the boats? So there is more than one boat? Get in the boat, see where it takes you!

FRACTAL 2012/08/24(Fri)21:33 No. 447247 ID: 8dbc01
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I was always afraid this would happen. He threatened it often. The fear of his abandonment has been my muzzle, even long before we were married.

I need to find him, or at least I need to find my heart. I'll decide whether I want him or not when I find them both.

FRACTAL 2012/08/24(Fri)21:34 No. 447248 ID: 8dbc01
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But which way can I go? I've lived and cooked and loved in this swamp my entire life. Where in the wild cold world is my husband?

Oh there he is, to the left! Just went fishing to clear his head. Well that was easy.

Naw, that dude isn't red. Some random person. Might as well ask if he's seen him, but my guess is he went into the forest. The rocks to the right would keep out a boat, and the reeds to the lefts, plus the bends, would slow a boat down. I don't think this guy is exactly the patient type.

No, that guy have big ears and her husband doesn't.
I'd ask the fisherman if he's seen your husband, then choose a path.

FRACTAL 2012/08/24(Fri)21:52 No. 447264 ID: 8dbc01
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That is not my husband. That is Horace. I steer my boat up next to him.

Horace does not like me very much, because a few years ago I ate his sister. He did not like his sister very much either, and it was an honest mistake on my part, but it is still a terrible sort of thing to do to a neighbor.

"Hello, Horace."

"HULLO KATHERINE"

"Have you seen my husband?"

"FRAID NOT BUT I ONLY JUST GOT OUT HERE A MOMENT AGO"

rolled 1 = 1

---

"Alright then. See you later."

Down a path we go!
1-3, left to right

He's lying. Look at all the fish in that basket--he's been here a while.

His basket is already full of fish. He's been here for quite a while. Horace is lying.
Threaten to eat him if he doesn't tell the truth.

FRACTAL 2012/08/24(Fri)22:14 No. 447283 ID: 8dbc01
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"I don't think you're telling me the truth, Horace."

"I AINT LYIN TO YOU"

I watch as he pulls a writhing red fish out of the murky waters. It struggles in his paws as he digs his short, blunt claws into the fish's scaled sides.

"Horace, I will devour you if you don't tell me the truth. I don't want to be rude, but I'm afraid this is quite important."

"YER A CUNT AND A WHORE KATHERINE" He tosses the fish into the basket on top of the others, sneering at me. "YEW CAN EAT ME IF YEW WISH I KNOW YOU WOULDA DONE IT ANYHOW AND IF YEW DIDNT DO IT YER GOOD FER NOTHIN HUSBAND WOULDA"

"Horace." I pull my lips back. Just a touch. Just enough to look like a predator.

He narrows his eyes at me for a few long moments. "YEH I SAW YER HUSBAND"

"Where did he go, Horace?"

"HE WENT IN THE FOREST" He leans back and smirks at me, his whiskers twitching. "AN THERE WAS A WHORE JUS LIKE YEW IN THE BOAT WITH HIM"

...eat him?

Thank you, Horace. Then leave, follow husband and tramp.

>>447290
Yep, this.

Do you mean another fox, or are you suggesting that he plays with his food now? I do hope it's not one of your sisters--think of how embarrassing it would be if he made one either his dinner or his mistress!

Yep, time to go get that heart.
"Sorry again about your sister."

FRACTAL 2012/08/24(Fri)22:36 No. 447297 ID: 8dbc01
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I am not hungry or angry, so I leave Horace be. "Thank you, Horace. I'm sorry that I ate your sister."

Maybe he is still lying. Maybe it is not like the other times. I do not want to find him with another woman again. Every time hurts my heart more. Letting him back in hurts even more than that.

But it is not good to be alone.

I steer the boat into the forest river. It is cool and still here, and the leaves whisper secrets to me in their vague little language. I ask them if they have seen my husband, but I can't tell if they are nodding or shaking their heads.

The space where my heart should be feels strange. It aches and I feel that the breeze of the wood blows right through the hole. I am cold but I do not shiver.

There is something in one of the trees. I cannot reach it.

Use the oar. Smack that crow! It will be a delicious snack.

... wait, were you talking about that gold thing? Probably not important.

WHY is it not good to be alone.

Ask the bird if it has seen your husband.

>>447297
Position boat under shiny thing, knock loose with oar, examine.

If the opportunity presents itself, hug the crow.

FRACTAL 2012/08/24(Fri)22:51 No. 447303 ID: 8dbc01
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It is not good to be alone because being alone is a sad thing. You have no one to share meals with or row boats with. The swamp is lonely and cold at night and it is pleasant to have another body in the bed with you. It is pleasant to touch paws and noses and to know each other's smallest parts.

I do not want to smack the crow. The crow hasn't done anything wrong. I also do not want to hug the crow. The crow's beak and talons look very sharp and unfriendly.

"Have you seen my husband, crow?"

"Yeees!"

"Thank you. Did he keep going this way? Was there anyone with him?"

"Iii wiiill ooonly teeell yooouuu thaaat III saaaw hiiim."

"Okay."

When I try to knock the ring loose with the oar, however, the crow screams loudly at me and swoops at my head. I stop trying, and he flies back to his perch.

"Dooo yooouuu waaant thaaat riiing?"

"Yes, please."

"Theeen yooouuu muuust aaansweeer aaa quuueeestiiiooon."

"Okay."

"Why diiid yooouuu maaarry yooouuur huuusbaaand?"

>>447303
"I was afraid of being alone."

>>447303
"I was alone, and he was there. I married him because I was hopeful that love would grow. I'm afraid it did."

"I thought I could trust him with my heart."

"I gave him my heart, and marrying him was the only way I could be sure he'd stay."

FRACTAL 2012/08/24(Fri)23:28 No. 447313 ID: 8dbc01
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"I married him because I'd already given him my heart, and I didn't want to be alone."

FRACTAL 2012/08/24(Fri)23:28 No. 447314 ID: 8dbc01
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The crow cocks his head at me, his tiny eyes glinting. "Yooouuu tooold theee truuuth." He kicks the ring down to me, and I catch it. "Yooouuu caaan haaaave thaaat."

"Thank you."

FRACTAL 2012/08/24(Fri)23:28 No. 447315 ID: 8dbc01
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This is my husband's wedding ring. There is a little fragment of my heart wedged inside - it looks like he has broken it up into little pieces.

>>447315
I was wondering how literally you had meant that.

By "heart", I suppose you mean "mass of muscle and grisly valves that pumps blood around my body"?

Why would he leave your wedding ring behind? Because he's leaving, and does not want any part of your heart anymore. Follow his trail, and collect the pieces of your heart, but do not catch him. There will be loneliness, but you'll find another to give your heart to. One who would not break it.

Pull the fragment of your heart from the ring, and place it back in yourself. Keep the ring for the next one you give your heart to.

Can you put that bit of heart back in? Keep the ring, but with no plans for it, at the moment. It may be useful, or you may want to throw it away once this is resolved. You just don't know, yet.

(Nothing to contribute for now, but just had to say I love foxes; thanks for making this quest)

Open your chest cavity and devour the heart fragment in its hungry maw.

>>447358
Nonononono, crotch mandiblessssssss

FRACTAL 2012/08/25(Sat)06:04 No. 447392 ID: 8dbc01
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What we call the 'heart' is not really the heart. There is no heart in a mass of muscle.

This fragment looks like glass lit from within. I pull my shirt aside and push the fragment back into my chest. It hurts, and I bleed a little. That's okay.

I feel a tiny bit more like myself. A little warmth returns to my core. I am not so tired. But it hurts much more than it did this morning, now. I feel my loneliness far more sharply.

I put the ring in my dress pocket. I am still not sure what I am going to do with it.

FRACTAL 2012/08/25(Sat)06:04 No. 447393 ID: 8dbc01
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The river bends and sways. My boat goes slowly. The wood smells of elderflower and musky mating scents.

I am hungry so I eat some bread and cheese. It is not like a real meal, but I have nothing else. Perhaps I should have eaten Horace.

I would like a cigarette.

you wish for one because you can smell it, there in the tress.

Oh snap. You didn't leave your pack at home did you? If you did maybe you need to stop by the shop. Either way you must have smelled the tobacco fumes coming from that guy smoking behind the tree on the side of the river. Maybe you can get a cigarette off him or her? Make sure your boat doesn't float away while you check it out.

Cigarettes are bad for you. You should find something that is comforting without being bad for you. Also, I believe I see something in the distance. Near the black trees. A fire?

well I suppose you could go eat THAT guy and take HIS cigarette.

By the way, what are your thoughts on cannibalism?

FRACTAL 2012/08/25(Sat)11:15 No. 447470 ID: 8dbc01
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There is a rabbit watching me from behind a tree, smoking a cigarette. I do not recognize her.

"Hello, miss."

"hey"

"May I please have a cigarette?"

"no"

"Okay. Have you seen my husband?"

"whats he look like then"

"He is tall and red with a fine big tail."

"yeah i sawed him pass by here with some broad she was red like you"

My heart sinks. I then notice her necklace ... or rather, my necklace. The one my husband gave me on our first anniversary. "Excuse me, that is mine."

"nah i found it washed up on the bank and i like it" She takes a long, languid drag on the cigarette and lets the smoke bleed from her lips. "think im gonna keep i think it suits me real nice"

growl. and say that it IS yours.

Obviously, the necklace has a piece of your hear in it you need to recover. Even if you let the rabbit keep the necklace, you need the heart fragment.

You're going to have to kill her, make some kind of trade for the necklace, or just ask if she would return the heart fragment inside, and then leave her with the necklace.

I think we should just ask for the heart piece and let her keep the necklace.

Oh man, bitch broke the smokers' rule. You HAVE to let somebody bum a cigarette if you got one.

First, ask if she's related to any rabbits you know personally (like Horace)

If so, offer a trade or gamble for the necklace

If she's not related to anyone you know....
.... well, you ARE hungry.

Just eat the rabbit. No regrets here, you're a predator, he's prey, and he has something of yours and refuses to return it.
Most justifiable snacking I've seen in a quite a while.

Don't eat the rabbit. Her pimp will totally kick your ass.

Ask if you may have the piece of heart that is inside it. Even if she keeps the necklace, that really /is/ yours.

FRACTAL 2012/08/25(Sat)15:05 No. 447544 ID: 8dbc01
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"I suppose it's alright if you keep it, but could you please open it and see if something is inside? I think there is a piece of my heart inside and I need it back."

She clicks the locket open. "what you mean this pretty lil piece of colored glass"

"Yes, please. That's mine. You may have the locket if you like, but I need that."

She regards me thoughtfully. Her eyes are rimmed in smeared makeup and the shine of her irises nearly disappears when she squints at me. "why you need it so bad then doll"

"Everyone needs a heart."

"not me hon i got rid of mine a long time ago and let me tell you i have a better time of it" She gives a bitter, hollow laugh. Her cigarette is finished and she crushes it beneath her high-heeled shoe. "a heart is a hell of a thing to look after and im pretty well happy that i aint gotta worry bout one anymore"

"I'd still like to have it back, please."

"whats in it for me then"

>>447544
Give her the ring, if you've got your pieces of heart out of it. You won't be needing it any more.

>>447544
Why don't we just eat this heartless fool.

You get to keep your life. And I go hungry for a little while.

"I don't eat you. All I've had for lunch so far is bread and cheese, no sandwich is complete without meat."

>>447554
>>447555
>>447564
This.

FRACTAL 2012/08/25(Sat)21:05 No. 447700 ID: 8dbc01
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Her rudeness has finally pushed me to my limit. I bare my teeth at her in a way that is most un-Katherine-like. "All that is in it for you is that you walk away. I'm hungry and you are upsetting me."

She plays a brave face, but he leans back against the tree trunk. "you aint got the guts lady"

"Please don't make me do this."

"i aint afraid of you"

I devour her. Her flesh is tough and sour but I don't need to worry about cutting my mouth on the shards of her heart - there isn't one there.

FRACTAL 2012/08/25(Sat)21:06 No. 447701 ID: 8dbc01
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After I have blotted her blood off of my skirt and get all the clumps of fur out of my teeth, I pick the locket and the heart fragment out of the remains of her carcass. This one is sharper than the last and it cuts me when I slip while climbing back into the boat.

I push it into my chest. It widens the injury that is already there from returning the first shard, and I am glad my shirt is red. It hides the stains.

Excellent. Nothing in the background, time to row, row, row our boat and go merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily on our way.

Nothing to do now but keep a lookout for shiny things. Do you feel any better now?

...it occurs to me you could have easily overpowered her and reclaimed your heart without killing her. Oops.

>>447757
Yeah but then she would have been hungry and had to deal with some whiny food

And that's terrible.

I certainly hope she wasn't related to Horace.

Oh, and take her cigarettes before you go. You did say you wanted a smoke.

If you know anything about rabbits, every one of them is probably going to be related to Horace, somehow.

>>447701
She got any cigs?

Continue down the river. What's the weather like?

Might as well take the neclace back too at this point, since it seems to have significance.

FRACTAL 2012/08/27(Mon)11:22 No. 448384 ID: 8dbc01
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Putting my heart back together hurts. I don't like it. It was easier when it was completely absent.

I light a cigarette and put on my necklace. It's getting dark, and the cherry is like an eye in the thickening air. I'm cold.

FRACTAL 2012/08/27(Mon)11:22 No. 448386 ID: 8dbc01
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The river bends and whips me around a corner. The boat shudders. For a moment, the briefest of moments, I wish it would tip over.

When I find him, things will be better.

FRACTAL 2012/08/27(Mon)11:22 No. 448387 ID: 8dbc01
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I see someone I recognize.

"On a gloomy evening in this stagnant swamp, who would imagine running into you? Not I, for one."

>Putting my heart back together hurts. I don't like it. It was easier when it was completely absent.
It hurts, but you're better off for it. Better it hurt than you become like the girl you just had to eat.

>I see someone I recognize.
Who's this?

I see a golden object. Does it have another piece of your heart inside? Ask if you may see that, for a moment.

"Nice suit."

>>448387
Say hello.

Is that a picture frame he is holding why would someone be out in the middle of the forest looking at a picture frame? I believe inquiries are called for.

Putting your heart back together one fragment at a time will hurt less than collecting all the fragments and just jamming them in there at once. The heartless lady did not fight for her life; she died. So either collect your heart back or die, and if you do collect it insert it slowly that you may ease into the feeling of having one again. What's wrong with a little pain?

FRACTAL 2012/08/28(Tue)11:26 No. 448790 ID: 8dbc01
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It's Ulric. I know him well. When we were cubs we would play together, he at the edge of the wood, I at the edge of the swamp. And when we were older and knowledge of love and bodies had blossomed in our minds, we kept each other's bodies warm at night.

But life, like the river, is full of twists and turns. I ended up with my husband, and Ulric ... I was never quite sure who he ended up with. Or what.

I clear my throat softly to catch his attention. "On a gloomy evening in this stagnant swamp, who would imagine running into you? Not I, for one."

"I wouldn't imagine running into you under any circumstances, Katherine," he replies. Despite his words, he doesn't seem surprised to see me. "We haven't spoken since your wedding."

"Ah ... well. Married life. Always hectic." I try to laugh, but the sound gets stuck in some hidden pocket in the back of my throat. "Pardon me, Ulric, but is that a picture frame you're holding? I think it may be mine."

"I think so, too. Especially considering that it holds a photograph of you." He turns it around in his paws, and I can see a portrait of myself and my husband on our wedding day. "I found it on the bank here."

"May I please have it? I think it has something important to me inside."

He considers me quietly for a moment. "On one condition, Katherine. I want you to answer a question - one I've been meaning to ask you for years, but have always been prevented from asking thanks to your persistent avoidance of me."

I haven't been avoiding him. I really haven't. It's just ... difficult, with a husband, to justify running off to the woods to talk to a former lover. It's difficult when I have to cook and clean and keep my husband happy. It's difficult when seeing him makes the flickering fragments of my heart twitch and sear in my chest. "And what question is that?"

"Why didn't you marry me?"

"i don't know, perhaps... i felt that we were too wild together, that we could not have a stable home life. perhaps, i felt that despite being the first, you were ill suited to being the last"

"Because together we burn to brightly. I was afraid we would burn away to nothing, and that I could never bear."

Because I was a stupidface who makes bad decisions. Now I've got to get the rest of my heart back before I even /know/ how I feel about you.

>>448798

"I don't know, not anymore. I will not make that mistake again."

Ask if he would like to help you put your heart back together.

"I would have married you. But my heart was no longer mine to give."

>>448790
You were afraid it wouldn't work out, as you came from two different worlds.

Because I was young and my husband was charming and brought so much hope for my future. I know now that I was wrong.

He is out with another vixen again.

>>448790
"Because I was a fool. I knew you were destined for more than the swamp but doubted the same of myself; I thought to cut the tie so you could soar without my burden."

Ask if he still likes pimento-cheese sandwiches.

>>448798
yes

>>448824
This.

>>448824
I'd tweak this to

"Perhaps I would have married you, if my heart was still mine to give."

It's because I'm racist.

>>448790
>"Why didn't you marry me?"
"I no longer know."

FRACTAL 2012/09/05(Wed)22:11 No. 452123 ID: 8dbc01
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It takes me a while to think of a response. There are so many thoughts running through my head - so many reasons that I left, and so many reasons that I shouldn't have.

"I'm not sure anymore, Ulric. There were ... a lot of things happening. All I know now is that it was a mistake."

He stares at me for a moment. I can't tell what he's thinking and for a moment it dawns on me that I am a fox, a small fox in a small boat, and he is a large wolf with whom I parted on poor terms. For a moment I am chilled.

"Ulric ..." My voice seems dry and brittle as it flakes from my lips. His ear twitches.

"Ulric, do you still like pimento cheese sandwiches?"

He seems taken aback. I wait.

"I miss them, Katherine."

>>452123
"Come with me."

>>452136
we can't ask him that, not yet. we need our heart first.

Tell him that you just need to get your heart back. Then we can try again.

>>452137
He can help.

>>452123
Ask him to help you find the pieces of your broken heart.
If he agrees and it strikes your fancy, offer him what you have so far.

HUGS.

Hugs, now!

Combine GOOD CHEESE and FRESH BREAD to make PIMENTO CHEESE SAMMICHES

Say you've missed him too.

If there's a piece of your heart in that picture frame then take it out, but give the heart piece to Ulric, because part of your heart will always belong to him... Your first love.

Have you made any new friends since getting married?

>>452167
But she has no pimentos or any way to melt the cheese.

>>452238
That's fine. It's PIMENTO CHEESE.

>But she has no pimentos
No no, she always has pimentos on her person. It's not listed in inventory for the same reason her clothes aren't. Because it's unnecessary to do so.

FRACTAL 2012/09/09(Sun)20:11 No. 453146 ID: 8dbc01
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He walks to the water's edge and hands me the photograph. I open the back, and tucked behind the picture is a thin sliver of my heart. I take it out and hold it tight.

I need to keep it. I'm not ready to give any of these away yet - not when I've just found them, and not when I don't even have all the parts yet.

"What is that?" he asks.

"It's a piece of my heart," I explain. "My husband broke it when he left, and I need to find all the pieces. I need to find them before I can know how I feel about anything. I need to find them before I can cook again. I really can't do much without it."

"I see."

He falls silent, and so do I. The wind is a little warmer now, I think.

"Ulric?"

"Yes, Katherine?"

"Will you help me?"

"Will your boat hold me?"

"I hope so."

He carefully gets into my boat. It sinks a bit lower in the water, but it holds us both. I didn't think there would be room. I always thought these boats only held one.

FRACTAL 2012/09/09(Sun)20:11 No. 453149 ID: 8dbc01
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He helps me paddle, and we get a little farther. It is getting very dark now. After we've gone a little while, we see another rabbit on the bank.

"loretta loretta oh loretta"

Ulric looks at me, and I call out to him. "Hello, rabbit."

He stops and seems startled. "hullo fox"

"Have you seen another fox in a boat?"

"two foxes in a boat ma'am to be sure but may i ask have you seen a lovely white rabbit with black on her nose and paws and lovely black ears"

>>447700
oh noooo

this is the one

we eated her D:

we are a bad, bad fox.

What would anyone want from such a heartless and bitter rabbit?

>>453149
You have. She was eaten in return from stealing from a predator and would not give the item back nor apologize.

wait confirm it really was her and not some other rabbit that looks similar to us.

"oh no...she didn't smoke, did she?"

>>453149
Deliver the bad news and tell him the bunny with no heart met her end at the teeth of a shattered hearted fox.

Do not tell him anything.
We are looking to repair our broken heart, not break another. Let him find out on your own. Claim to have seen nothing.

While I saw a white rabbit with black on her nose, paws, and black ears, I'm afraid she couldn't have been the one you seek, as she was not lovely at all. Good day, sir.

>>453238
Oh, I like this.

Is he Lorettas discarded lover? Father? Brother? Does Ulric look hungry? Hungry enough to eat a rabbit? He might be extra amicable if he had a meal. Maybe you can ask him on the sly by carefully referencing some event in the past, like a rabbit you once fed him...

If Ulric seems up for it then try to lure him into the boat with the cigarettes. "No lovely rabbits have crossed my path today, but i found this pack of cigarettes. Could they belong to you or her?"

Reason - Wouldn't you just sleep better at night knowing there is one less heartbroken being in this world?

FRACTAL 2012/09/11(Tue)19:19 No. 453748 ID: 8dbc01
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I think back to the girl I ate earlier. Perhaps it wouldn’t be best to tell him. “I saw a white rabbit with black on her nose, paws, and black ears ... but I'm afraid she couldn't have been the one you seek, as she was not lovely at all.”
“oh” His ears sink. “well ma’am meaning no disrespect dont you think thats just a touch of a personal judgement i mean i know myself many dont see her lovely even though i do”
He laughs softly, though it’s not a happy sound. “i suppose a lot of people would say shes downright nasty but i like her alright ma’am i dont think shes all that bad at all”
“What would you want from such a rabbit?”
“well ma’am i dont think i rightly know i guess i just think she could use a little company now and then i reckon she gets a little lonely even if she dont admit it”
“Well … I’m afraid I can’t help you.” I nod to Ulric, and we prepare to keep moving, but the rabbit suddenly runs to the edge of the bank.
“wait please ma’am wait” He holds out his paw, and I recognize the object he’s holding. My husband’s pocketwatch. I gave it to him for his birthday. “i feel a little terrible for saying this because this isnt truly mine i just found it but im right desperate and if youd be so obliged as to help me find her id give you this for your trouble”

"i saw her over yonder" and point down the river "just follow along the river"

Tell him it was yours, and as proof tell him there is a little piece of red glass inside. Ask for the glass and tell him he may keep the Trinket as consolation. Once heart piece is obtained, tell him you are very sorry to have to tell him, but you believe you ate Loretta.

Nothing quite like running into the naive and kindly friends and family of your victim to make you regret an impulse killing.

> i guess i just think she could use a little company now
...I'm afraid you can't provide her company now unless you care to join her in my stomach.

>>453756
She had one of the heart shards
and would not give it back
and you can't cook without a heart
and the only thing you could offer in return for the heart was a threat
She took the offer, said she did not fear you and would not give what was yours back
You are sorry, but if you couldn't get the heart back you would starve or have to eat more living creatures... than usual.

>>453748
At least tell the guy that she had no heart. His hopes were ill founded.

Don't tell him you ate her at least until after you get your pocketwatch+heartpiece.

Take the watch, and wait until you are away before saying "She never told me her name."

Alternatively, take the watch then stick a finger down your throat. He should be careful what he wishes for!

Alternatively, is Ulric hungry? These rabbits don't seem very cautious at all.

For shame! We did something wrong in the heat of the moment and now that we see consequences you all want to become a monster. Tell the truth. The whole truth.

>>454129
Might as well give him the necklace she was wearing, too

But make sure to get that heart piece. We really do need it.

>>454131
No, that is our necklace he may not have it.
He is just a lovestruck hare, mention that you did see a rabbit like that earlier but you did not stop long enough for chitchat. Get the watch and do not break his heart yourself.

I hope you hid her remains, so he simply thinks she left.

Tell. The. Truth.

Getting your heart back doesn't make a damn bit of difference if you've made yourself into something monstrous in the meantime.

Tell him the truth, but preface it by saying you're going to tell him the truth, but he's not going to like it one bit. He's probably going to hate you for this, but you'll say it anyway.

Say you know Loretta was heartless. You know because you ate her, and there was no heart to be found in her. Point back up the river and tell him what's left of her is that way.

FRACTAL 2012/09/24(Mon)17:54 No. 457657 ID: 8dbc01
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The rabbit's eyes are full of hurt. I feel awful.

"I believe that watch is actually mine ... there should be a shard of red glass in it," I say softly.

He checks, and immediately gives it to me. "to be sure it is ma'am quite sorry to have taken it"

"It's alright. But ... I do think I know about your Loretta."

His ears perk up, and I feel the knife of self-loathing wedge itself deeper into my chest. "do you really ma'am i would be most grateful to you if you would be so kind as to tell me any little thing you might know right and true"

I sigh deeply. Ulric looks at me quizzically. "I'm afraid ... she took something from me, and she refused to give it back. I was angry and I ate her. Her bones are further up the river, deeper in the forest on the bank."

The rabbit is quiet for a very long time. I wait for him to say something, but he only sits down and stares at the water.

"We should go," Ulric whispers.

"Wait. Ah ..." I clear my throat softly. "Rabbit, I will tell you that ... she had no heart. I couldn't find one. Perhaps it would have been better f-"

His voice is so soft that I can barely hear it. "i didnt really need her to love me back ma'am not really it wasnt never about getting anything from her it was just that i wanted to maybe make her not hurt so much all the time"

Ulric touches my shoulder and again murmurs that we should leave. This time I listen.

FRACTAL 2012/09/24(Mon)17:54 No. 457660 ID: 8dbc01
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We are both very quiet, even as I push the new heart shard back in and cry a little from the pain. The chest of my dress is crusty with blood. Ulric speaks when fireflies start to glimmer in the bushes around us.

"Katherine, sometimes I would talk to people from the swamp. And sometimes they'd talk to me about you."

I don't say anything. He sounds sad and it makes me feel strange and uneasy.

"Katherine, sometimes when they talked about you it sounded like ... like they thought your husband didn't treat you well."

My silence becomes stony. He knows nothing of my life. None of them do.

"Is that true, Katherine? Did he mistreat you?"

>>457660
Tell Ulric that, if you said yes, it might not seem actually true to you. And if you said no, well, we might have same problem. That isn't a yes or no kind of question.
He's going to have to define mistreatment to specifics, we ARE looking for a heart right now if that in any form answers his curiosity. You can give binary yes and no's to the specifics, you suppose. Facts.
He throws a fit at you occasionally.
He's left you alone.
He has someone else now, apparently.
He's left with your heart, shattering it and leaving it's pieces everywhere.
Is that the mistreatment he means? Or is it ignorance? Is it neglect? What does Ulric want to know? It's yours to know the past, only yours. The heart's all that matters now and whatever's ahead. There's not going to be much else, and your husband probably isn't going be what's up ahead. Dwelling on his sins, or yours, is just more pain.

>>457660
I see a glimmer in the water as well. Is that something else of yours?

Tell him that he never hit you, but you argued sometimes, and he kept cheating on you. Now he's doing it again. And he broke your heart.

he wasn't the best husband he could be. certainly not one worth wasting good bread and cheese on if you ask me.

You'd rather not talk about him while he's not here--you are going to go confront him, after all.

I didn't leave him. He was the one who left. How could I have been mistreated, if he was the one who left? They talk about what he has done to me, but what about what I have done to him? It's my fault.

Tell him the truth.

>>457751
This, and you know better then us what the truth is.

>>457690
Or perhaps he was the best he could be.

But tell the truth as you know it--better than we.

FRACTAL 2012/09/26(Wed)12:08 No. 458189 ID: 8dbc01
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"He wasn't a bad husband, Ulric." It takes me a long time to say this, and an even longer time to say the next sentence. "He wasn't a very good husband, either."

He waits. I think he wants to let my thoughts be my own.

"Things were usually my fault, I think. But I wish he hadn't always been so eager to remind me of the blame. Sometimes I wondered if he didn't enjoy it when I was anxious."

I fidget with the crusted edges of the slit in my dress. "I wish he was a little kinder. I wish that sometimes it was about me instead of always about him."

The water seems thick. I laugh weakly. "That's selfish of me."

"I don't think so. I think that's fair."

"Thank you."

It grows colder and colder and colder. Ulric gives me his vest.

There is a deer with a lantern. He holds out a hoof and we stop the boat.

"Ho there. Lady and gentleman. Afraid I can't let you pass. Not here. Water level's gotten low. Rocks everywhere. Your boat will be destroyed."

Ask the new fellow if he's seen your husband, we may have to continue tracking him by foot from here.

Did another boat pass you by, before the water fell so low?

>>458189
you should thank him for the warning

>>458189
Thank him for the warning. Ask him if he's seen a male fox pass this way, and if he happened to pick up those cufflinks recently? There should be a piece of your heart in them, if they were yours.

scan that fool for any jewellery.

Might have to walk from here on out. Be careful, the deer thing may simply be trying to scam you. Though he might be alright too.

FRACTAL 2012/10/04(Thu)13:14 No. 460295 ID: 8dbc01
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Ulric and I moor the boat and step out onto the bank.

"Thank you for the warning," I tell the deer. "Have you seen a gentleman fox who is tall and red with a big fine tail?"

"Sure I did. Just a moment ago. Told him same as I told you. But he didn't want to walk. Gave me these cufflinks. Sort of a bribe. I let him pass. His own funeral I guess."

ask if he would mind very much checking to see if there is anything inside those cufflinks, please.

Are the river rapids that bad that rocks can destroy the boat?
Well we better go save his sorry ass and whatever poor damsel he tricked into getting into the boat with him... but he didn't mention the other fox? He was alone? What happened to the other one?
Yeah and get the fragment from the cufflinks if any.

Ask him if he would check inside the cufflinks. You have reason to believe that a piece of your heart is in them. Maybe two pieces.

Was he alone?

Also, check those cufflinks, plz.

FRACTAL 2012/10/05(Fri)09:17 No. 460501 ID: 8dbc01
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"Did you see another fox in the boat with him, sir?"

"Sure did. Pretty thing. But. Too young for him. At least in my opinion. No offense intended."

I sigh. It hurts but it isn't surprising. He was rather older than I was when we met, too. I suppose that's just what he does. "And those cufflinks ... I'm sorry, he's my husband so I'm familiar with them. Did they have anything else with them?"

"Oh sure. Just here. Little bits of colored glass." He takes the cufflinks off and shows the glass to me. "Why do you ask. Do you need them."

"Yes, please."

"Here. You can take them. No way I'd need them. Nohow."

"Thank you."

I push the two fragments back in. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

FRACTAL 2012/10/05(Fri)09:17 No. 460502 ID: 8dbc01
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Ulric and I continue on foot. The deer was right - the rapids are fierce and angry. I look for wood fragments, blood on the rocks, any indication that something terrible has happened. There's nothing.

FRACTAL 2012/10/05(Fri)09:18 No. 460503 ID: 8dbc01
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When the river finally calms, we are at a lake. I have never been to this part of the forest before. It's restful.

How complete is your heart now?

There's something red in the water there.

make your man-slave get that red herring out of the water for you.

How deep is the lake? Maybe you can fish it out with a branch

Gain Heart Piece from Cufflinks.

Place Heart Piece in Incomplete Heart.

Gain DEAD BODY from Pond.

Why does your heart hurt? Is it because he left you? Or is it because you know what happened to him?

Go get that red thing from the pond, or use a stick to poke at it.
Ask Ulric if he can better tell what it is.

Examine heart status. Examine pond.

Oh, awesome. You have multiple personalities, and one of them murdered him? haha.

Or you could you know, take your clothes off and swim out. Ain't nothing Ulric hasn't seen before.

FRACTAL 2012/11/08(Thu)21:33 No. 469888 ID: 2c322d
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I have five of my heart fragments. My heart is very heavy now, and the edges are sharp and rough and unfinished.

I try to fish out the red object, and so does Ulric. Neither of us can reach it, no matter what we do. It glitters tauntingly.

FRACTAL 2012/11/08(Thu)21:36 No. 469890 ID: 2c322d
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Ulric protests, but I know what I have to do.

I leap.

>>469890
Search the bottom. You could easily see it from the surface so it must be easy to find, right?

swim further down. fondle the lakebed.

Your heavy heart should drag you down to the bottom.

Keep going. You've got this.
Did you ever go diving for objects underwater with Ulric when you were younger?

FRACTAL 2012/11/09(Fri)13:35 No. 470127 ID: 8dbc01
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I find it almost immediately. It is a bare shard of my heart, not hidden away in any trappings or ornamentation.

FRACTAL 2012/11/09(Fri)13:36 No. 470128 ID: 8dbc01
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I pick it up and push it into my chest. My blood blossoms like cigarette smoke in the cold water and I begin to kick towards the surface, holding tightly to my beating wound.

FRACTAL 2012/11/09(Fri)13:36 No. 470129 ID: 8dbc01
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It is so cold. So cold and the water is heavy and the surface seems far and intangible. I think it would be easier to sink.

FRACTAL 2012/11/09(Fri)13:36 No. 470130 ID: 8dbc01
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Much easier. The water is like an embrace and my blood is warm and comforting.

FRACTAL 2012/11/09(Fri)13:37 No. 470132 ID: 8dbc01
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Easier to sink.

I wanna talk you out of it, but shit, that's pretty much all I've done all month. I guess, uh, don't sink because that's... bad for you?

>>470132
You know what's even easier though? Floating so you don't have to deal with the guilt of you dying and making Ulric a miserable wreck for thinking he let you die.

Ulric: Jump in after her and take care of business.

Come on girl! If you wanted to take the easy route out, you should have stayed home, and starved without your heart. But you chose to try and regain yourself. Don't give that up now. Don't make everything you've said and done today meaningless- don't make the people you hurt have suffered for nothing.

>>470132
There are still fragments left.

>>470132
If you wanted to take the easy way out you wouldn't have put that shard in your chest at all. SWIM.

FRACTAL 2012/11/13(Tue)22:59 No. 471606 ID: 8dbc01
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Second thoughts touch my mind like insistent fingers. I've come too far for this. I've brought Ulric into it. I've killed a girl. To give up now would be pointless. Selfish.

I swim. It hurts and I feel like my fur is freezing over, but I swim.

FRACTAL 2012/11/13(Tue)23:03 No. 471607 ID: 8dbc01
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When I collapse onto the bank, gasping and coughing, I find that Ulric had been preparing to dive in after me. I look up at him, wet and bloody and confused.

"Ulric, you can't swim."

"It seemed like you couldn't, either." He removes his vest and hands it to me so I can dry myself. The gesture provides more comfort than the fabric itself does. "Did you find a piece?"

I touch my bleeding chest. "Yes. One more, I think."

And unless I miss my guess, that would be the one your husband is holding.

Get ready for a sudden genre switch and a 600 image boss fight.

>>471607
Take some time to rest and wait for the bleeding to stop before we follow the river a bit further to see where your husband's boat went.

keep following the trail.

Gather your strength for the next part.

When you're ready, press ahead.

Perhaps you can find a warm place to dry a little bit?

Wait. Rest and dry off before you press on. You'll catch up with your husband eventually.
It's more important that you be in good condition before you face him.

FRACTAL 2012/12/17(Mon)09:38 No. 479429 ID: 6808dd
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I wait, and I rest. Eventually my clothes dry and my blood dries and my tears dry. Ulric helps me up and we press on.

FRACTAL 2012/12/17(Mon)09:38 No. 479431 ID: 6808dd
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The path is rocky and dark and uncertain. I feel lost, and I tell Ulric so.

"There's only one path," he says. "We can't be lost."

FRACTAL 2012/12/17(Mon)09:38 No. 479432 ID: 6808dd
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Eventually I see a flash of red. When we draw closer, it becomes clear that it is a young fox, younger and prettier than i am.

"He left," she sobs. "He left, he left, and I should have known better. I should have known he'd leave me just like he left that old bitch. I was foolish to think he left just for me."

>>479432
"You trusted a betrayer and expected loyalty.
If you have a piece of my heart, then I will offer you sympathy in exchange."

she had it coming. don't comfort her. but she's already had her punishment dealt, and her lesson taught. ask if she's seen a piece of your heart.

...don't give into anger. She's young, she's foolish, and she made the same mistake you did. Show compassion and forgiveness- if you're going to repair your broken heart, and live for yourself, you cannot despise or hate this broken echo of yourself.

I'm sorry. You're not the first one to make that mistake, to allow themselves to be hurt in this way. Please, did he leave you anything?

When he said he gave you his heart, he gave you mine...

>>479432
Tell her that "old bitch" isn't finished with him yet.

Ask her where he went.

FRACTAL 2012/12/18(Tue)14:41 No. 479688 ID: 6808dd
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I am torn between bitter scorn and a sort of twisted sympathy.

She's gotten what she deserves, my mind whispers sharply - but I pause, because i see something of myself in her. Have I gotten what I deserve as well?

I approach her. "You gave your heart to a stealer of hearts and expected that yours would be safe; that was foolish. But others before you have been just as short-sighted." She looks up at me, her tear-rimmed eyes flashing between resentment and sorrow, but says nothing. I continue. "If he gave you any pieces of a heart, claiming they were his, you were deceived - they were mine, taken from me before he took yours, and I need them back, please."

"He left me nothing," she spits. "All I have is this promise." She hurls it at the ground - it is a crumpled paper bag with nothing in it. "And he went off, in that rickety old boat, down a stream that will barely carry him."

let's make one thing clear here- she's not the same as you. you married a single man. she knew he was cheating and went along with it. that makes you a decent person and her a whore. she deserves no pity. the fuck did she expect, him not to do to her what he readily did before to you? stupid harlot.

make sure there really isn't anything in the bag and continue your pursuit.

>>479692
no dude, he told her she was pretty and so she wanted to believe him.

make sure the bag is empty and keep moving.

I'm sorry.

And then move on. There's nothing more you can do for her, or to be done with her. You still have the last piece of your heart to find, and a husband to confront.

We will go find him, then.

>>479692
Jesus, Elephant Guy, that's harsh.

>>479790

no it isn't. having your partner of many years end the relationship by cheating on you is a thing which breaks you for life. I know it from personal experience.

>>479790
>>479850
let's keep stuff quest related, guys. this is not the place to mourn your shitty past relationships

Take the bag and leave.

Hang on, what was the promise exactly?

FRACTAL 2012/12/19(Wed)18:17 No. 479923 ID: 6808dd
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I tell her that I'm sorry because I am.

The bag is empty, as all his promises always were. It says "love" on it in marker. I don't want it.

Ulric touches my arm and we continue.

The girl was right - the stream is so shallow that I can't see how his boat could have navigated it. I could easily wade across it if I wished.

We walk, and we walk, and the stream trickles away into wet dunes with baby tufts of seagrass.

It is the ocean and I can see where my husband has dragged the boat.

This .... this can't be right.

I'm supposed to find him.

I'm supposed to confront him.

I'm supposed to get my heart back.

Investigate the end of the trail.

check the red shrubs

He's still there, on the horizon. How long would it take to retrieve your boat to go after him?

Could you swim that far? What lies in that direction, anyway?

Follow the tracks to the edge of the beach. And then watch the sun set on this chapter of your life.

If he threw the last piece of your heart into the ocean, you will never see it again. You'll never see your husband again either- in all likelihood he's going to die trying to cross the ocean alone, with little supplies, in a dingy little boat, and tired from rowing and dragging all day already. He's gone.

You might never get the last shard of your heart back. Love is like that. But we can try.

continue towards the beach.

FRACTAL 2013/01/09(Wed)19:57 No. 483930 ID: 6808dd
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I check everywhere as i stumble towards the water. I kick my feet through the sand, hoping to unearth some final clue. I kneel down and search through the coarse, bristly red dune grass, hoping to find something nestled among the dry, angry blades.

I reach the line where the water laps at the sand and is sucked dry by the thirsty beach. It is slowly erasing the tracks of the dragged boat. Ulric comes up behind me but says nothing.

I see nothing but briny water tossing back shards of red reflection. It is cold and the sand bites when the wind whips it against my legs.

I stand there for a long time until the sun is thinner than a bleeding cut and I am shivering.

Ulric touches my shoulder and I don't know what to do.

The moral of this story is that you never really get back everything you once gave; you have to fill the last gap yourself, with something else.

Speaking of that, Ulric is right there. Give him a hug and cheer up.

FRACTAL 2013/01/09(Wed)20:22 No. 483934 ID: 6808dd
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I turn to Ulric and embrace him. He's not any warmer than the air but it still helps.

He hugs me back and I can feel his blunt claws through my shirt. I am crying and his arms are tightening until I can barely breathe and somehow they are the only thing holding me together. It is cold.

It's cold and his voice is in my ear.

"Do you still feel lost?"

>"Do you still feel lost?"
...I don't know. I'm not sure I remember what it feels like to be found.

No, but you'll manage. All it takes is time, and it's easier with an extra set of eyes.

No, because now I'm with you. (I know it's corny, but c'mon guys, I want a good end)

No. You know exactly where you are. Don't you, Katherine?

your past was a lie, your future is all but uncertain and your present is just plain fucking weird.

so yes. yes, you are.

yes, but we can find our way together

No; you were never lost in the first place, it just took a lot of time to realize this.

FRACTAL 2013/01/10(Thu)13:25 No. 484114 ID: 6808dd
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"No ... I'm not lost anymore."

There is a buzzing in my ear. It is colder and colder but no longer unpleasant. I step away from him and look up at his face.

"I know where I am."

FRACTAL 2013/01/10(Thu)13:25 No. 484115 ID: 6808dd
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Because the shock of losing him forever, of knowing he's gone forever, has knocked loose a little seed of knowledge from the dark, moist corners of my mind and my soul is fertile ground

FRACTAL 2013/01/10(Thu)13:25 No. 484116 ID: 6808dd
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and isn't it true that horace died in the flood last year

FRACTAL 2013/01/10(Thu)13:26 No. 484119 ID: 6808dd
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and isn't it true he had a little niece who ran to the city with its lights and noises and filth, who was raped and killed and dumped in the woods

FRACTAL 2013/01/10(Thu)13:26 No. 484121 ID: 6808dd
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isn't it true that the forest gatekeeper's head is now hanging quietly above someone's fireplace

FRACTAL 2013/01/10(Thu)13:27 No. 484123 ID: 6808dd
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i am reeling
it is cold
isn't it t rue that the r e is no river out of the sw amp

i sn't it true that if there were a r iv er i would have left a long t ime a.go

i push u lri c away b e cause i k.now that as so.on as he re ceived my w edding invitation he sat in his p arlor and put a little g un to his he ad

FRACTAL 2013/01/10(Thu)13:27 No. 484125 ID: 6808dd
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there is no river out of the swamp

FRACTAL 2013/01/10(Thu)13:27 No. 484127 ID: 6808dd
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there is no river out of the swamp

FRACTAL 2013/01/10(Thu)13:28 No. 484128 ID: 6808dd
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there is no river out of the swamp

Wow

>>484128
Okay that is not what I expected to happen at all.

Well, the whole quest seemed to be about acceptance of loss and moving on. That... just wasn't the way we meant it.

Rest in peace, Kathrine.

>>484128
What? No. Get off the ceiling, fox. You're drunk.

But who was the fox girl we met near the end with the paper?
And husband walks away like that? He ain't dead, is he? Or did the husband hang himself and all that shit was self-reflection trying to understand Kathrine's point of view?

Because this fox has no pants and Katherine has a plaid skirt.
We also have the other rabbit we saw, the third one with the roses?

Whew.

>>484141
err not roses, necklace

all questions about the quest are gonna be fielded in the katherine quest disthread (http://tgchan.org/kusaba/questdis/res/59239.html) and i'm also gonna be writing up some closing thoughts there!
thank you guys so much for doing this with me, this is my first finished quest and i am really, really pleased with it. <3

I, uh, wow. you what. and when and how and why did all of this? I don't even! I just, wow.

many bricks have been shat today.

Good end.