Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)17:37 No. 759481 ID: d163e3
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You stifle your curiosity about the mayor’s underwear, and also magical ritual.

The question is, what are you going to do with your night? Part of you just wants to go to bed and wake up as quickly as possible, but you know it’s probably not realistic to think that you will be able to sleep.

Have Ramona show you what's in her boudoir. Maybe read some of those books she says are especially interesting.

Mayor is distracted. See if there is an unsealed door into the catacombs with Ramona.

Update Naz on the situation then see if Ramona wants company.

ask Ramona if she has any sex things she wants to try before she dies.

Is the catacomb entrance in the basement just bricked over or is it blocked up another way. I say we find it, go get a sledge hammer from Rachel, and force our way in. And get out some anger and frustration while we're at it.

When's "afterwards"? Geeze.

Anyway, get Ramona's permission and then spend your night snooping it up all over the Plath house.

Check on Lorraine.

>>759489
It's after curfew so we can't just have Rachel over.

We could take another gander at the basement and boudoir, though.

Don't forget about the curfew.

Get back to the Plath house as not to violate curfew. Maybe check out the Boudoir, maybe check on Sally.

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)18:39 No. 759505 ID: d163e3
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You and Ramona go back to the Plath House. You both shower (separately) and put on pajamas for the evening. Ramona pours herself another drink, sits down, and resumes reading her book. You sit down on the sofa across from her.

You: “That was an ordeal. I’m bushed.”

Ramona: “Mmhm.”

You: “What do you think she’s doing at that ritual?”

Ramona: “Hm? Mhm…”

You: “Still determined to keep me out of that boudoir?”

Ramona looks up.

Ramona: “What? Oh…”

Ramona: “It’s really not a place you’d want to see.”

Oh no. You too?

At least tell me why.

>>759505
Tease her about imitating Susanna. On second thought, don't. Just ask why not.

Ain't she heard us cat people are curious as fuck?

it's alright if WE say it...

"what do you keep all your black leather and whips in there?"

"Ramona, I thought we agreed no more lying to each other?"

Can we go looking for the key to the wall safe? I want to get one thing off of our checklist today.

Ask her if she ever went through the old letters in the attic. Sally and you had an explore up there once, and you found a letter that might be relevant to the whole Stark-Plath thing. Say you'd like her permission to snoop around a bit more; even if all goes well and Marcie's back right as rain tomorrow, the spookiness around town's still going to be a threat, and you want to know all you potentially can about it. Maybe there's a long-term solution buried somewhere, and it'd be good to see the town safe before... before too long.

>>759505
"Wha? Susanna? When did you switch bodies with Ramona?! Is this part of your ritual or is this the result of you messing up?"

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)19:13 No. 759523 ID: d163e3
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You: “Alright”

You: “Now you sound just like Susanna.”

Ramona: “I do not!”

You: “Yeah y’do. Tellin’ me what I need to know and shit.”

Ramona: “Do I need to remind you that I’m your landlord?”

Ramona: “And your rent is due today. It's Friday.”

You: “Yyyyyes”

You: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to talk to you like that. I…”

You: “Still want to see that room, though. You promised no more secrets and lies.”

Ramona: “Yes… yes. I’m sorry, dear. I’ll… I’ll show you.”

Ramona walks you over to the boudoir door. There’s no light shining through the keyhole, or out from under the door like before. She unlocks it and pulls it open. The hinges are so set in place from lack of use that they scream and groan. The wood creaks, and a peculiar smell wafts out into the hall.

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)19:14 No. 759524 ID: d163e3
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Inside the room looks like it looked typical at one point. Luxurious mahogany bookshelves, intricate wall molding, and artifacts seemingly from around the world. The ceiling looks to be completely burned through, and the sky is visible through some shoddily restored, temporary rafters. Central to the room are the remains of what was once a dark blue sofa. The floor is covered in ash.

You: “What… the hell.”

Ramona: “There was a fire in here long before I was born. One of the Plath uncles fell asleep smoking a pipe.”

You: “Shouldn’t somebody… you know… fix it?”

Ramona: “Oh… I suppose. It’s been the subject of debate and procrastination. Generations of Plaths avoided entering here because… well… the dead man’s ashes are mixed in with the ones on the floor.”

You jump back onto the entry step in disgust.

Search for key.
Start with the bookshelf.

>>759524
Tell her about the glow you saw. This room is haunted. Maybe we can meet the ghost here tonight? Also I bet that safe key is in this room.

...wait why is the roof not repaired? Doesn't rain get in? Shouldn't wind have blown the ashes out? Or at least, around and into the corners?

>>759524
>dark blue sofa.
Weren't we supposed to be on the lookout for a blue sofa at one point? Does anyone remember?

We should ask her if she ever comes in here. And mention that you saw a light coming from in here a few days ago.

Ok for those that witnessed it I can understand their grief, but at this point no matter their source ashes are ashes. That nothing has been done to repair this room for generations is as bizaare as it is disturbing.

We're searching for the key. If anywhere, it must be here. We're not ending this day empty.

Check the dreaded sofa.

Haven't... haven't we been on the roof and not seen any holes in it?

The room has been exposed to the elements for decades, and the ashes still remain undisturbed? There should be extensive water damage after having a hole if the roof for that long.

Definitely something spooky going on here.

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)19:46 No. 759539 ID: d163e3
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You: “I swear to god I saw light coming through the door.”

Ramona: “The roof was never fixed… I was probably daylight.”

You: “You can’t tell me there are no plans to get the roof fixed.”

Ramona: “Well… I’m sure there were at some point. Ed said he would do it a few times, but nothing came of that…”

Ramona: “It’s just a dreadful, dreadful old room. I’ve kept it sealed away all these years.”

You: “Do you think it’s haunted?”

Ramona: “If what you say about the attic is true then… maybe?”

Ramona: “Not sure if you’re afraid of a grouchy old uncle.”

You: “Speaking of the attic, have you ever gone up there and looked around yourself?”

Ramona: “Not for years. Back before Sally was born, Ed always talked about having a rummage sale.”

Ramona: “I could never let go of any of that stuff, even though I don’t know what all is up there. Ha!”

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)19:46 No. 759540 ID: d163e3
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You take a look through the room, examining the couch first. It was definitely a blue couch, and it is badly burned. The surrounding floor and the ceiling directly above were also destroyed. The floor is moldy and marred from rain damage, but is currently dry. The hole in the ceiling seems to reflect that this room extends to a lower level than the main roof. If you had looked around the roof toward the rear of the house, you would undoubtedly have seen it - or more likely fallen in.

The bookshelf contains a number of old novels with a single rough-bound portfolio wedged in the middle. You grab it and open it up to see that it is primarily handwritten with some simple diagrams. You flip through the pages of what looks to be a cookbook entitled Draughts and Tinctures, Botanical.

You: “Woah”

You: “Haha, hey Ramona, this book has the recipe for reveyee in it!”

You: “Looootta stuff about gin in here, too.”

Ramona: “What…?”

Ramona: “Let me see that.”

She takes the book and begins flipping through it herself.

Ramona: “Well I’ll be gosh darned…”

Check the globe.

Ask Ramona what year it is, and tell her about your sports discussion with Layla.

Check inside the globe.

... Ask Ramona first.

spin globe on your finger like the globetrotters. fail miserably and break it by accident.

It's a weird time to ask but we seem to always forget...
Hey Ramona, What year is it?

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)20:14 No. 759550 ID: d163e3
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You briefly examine the globe. It’s one of those 19th-century-ass beige-ass globes where all the fuckin’ countries are spelled wrong and the map looks like a kid sneezed some half-chewed Playdough onto an old vase. Other than that, there is nothing remarkable about it. There is no indication that it opens up, or even detaches from its axis.

You: “Ramona, what year is it?”

Ramona: “What year is it? That’s a weird question.”

Ramona: “It’s…”

Ramona becomes anxious.

Ramona: “Well… Ed and I got married in…”

Ramona: “U-uh…”

Ramona: “Is my memory goin’?”

You: “No, that’s… I wanna say normal.”

You: “No one in town knows what year it is. I don’t even remember what year it was when I got here.”

Ramona: “Well, dear… that has the whiff of magic.”

Ramona: “Oh dear… 19… no, it was…”

Ramona: “I am going to go to bed and read through this old potion book. Maybe I can find something useful.”

>>759550
Sounds good. Where'd you put that photo of your ass DESTROYING those shorts? I wanna borrow it. For reasons.

>>759550
Huh, her too? I expected natural-born citizens of the town to know. Maybe we better ask everyone. If someone remembers, then that makes them special.

I feel like we should sweep up the ashes and put them in an urn. Then check the couch cushions for the key to the safe. If he was carrying the key when he died, it'd still be there.

>>759552
Solid reasoning, although I doubt there's an actual urn lying around.

Whatever it takes to get our hands on dat sofa.
Make sure to get the key so you can lock up after.

>>759540
The two of you should quickly look through the book for any "recipes" involving blue agate, or any clues about "them".

>>759486
This seems like a good idea as well, if Ramona is up for it. Mention that the mayor would presumably be occupied.


Also, if the mayor is telling the truth about "sin" attracting these critters, then we need to strike a further deal with her. It's obvious that, if that's true, the very thing we most want will put people in danger; that makes it our mortal nemesis. We've come to like some of these people, and like to come in all of these people, and these monsters are threatening both.

So, assuming the mayor follows through, and we get invited to "see" her afterward, talk to her first about exactly what's going on (including Marcie, we really do want to know even if it's disturbing), and then tell her we'll do whatever it takes to stop what's attacking the town. Price to be discussed later.

>>759550
Hey, Ramona, if you can't remember what year it is, and we know Layla should be in her 70's from OUR minimal outside world knowledge, do you think the Reveree is allowing you to age and get sick of cancer outside of Susanna's time bubble? That it's allowed the whole Plath family to grow and age within Coxwette, even leave it, while everyone else stays the same and is stuck here?

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)20:37 No. 759558 ID: d163e3
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You turn to tell Ramona what you think about the year and the reveyee. It seems to make sense to you! When you look, she has already left for bed.

Now that she’s gone, you start rifling through the couch remains looking for a key. For some reason, you are so convinced that it is there. You find: couch ashes and a few mold spots. Nothing of interest.

As for returning to the mayor tonight, it is getting late now. Normally you’d be all for sneaking out past curfew, but you are pretty sure that you are the one Layla is going to be specifically looking for after she has returned form the Marce-hunt. You’re also pretty exhausted and stressed thinking about what could possibly happen the following morning.

At least it’s fuckin Friday.

>>759558
I guess we can't convince Chuck to be respectful of the dead.
At least get the ashes off your hands before you leave the room.

Alright, I guess... check up on Sally, if she's here. If not we can go to the attic. We got a flashlight, so we can nose around a bit better. Also if Lorraine shows up again we know where the letter is and can read it.

Let's see those "artifacts seemingly from around the world". Also, check if any of the floorboards don't fit like the others do. Other hiding-type spots. Worst case scenario you get so exhausted that you do actually fall asleep.

Oh, and this is an old house, right? With those really thick, solid door frames? Maybe you should check if anyone left keys resting up on top of those.

A meaningless Friday,

Your boss is gone, you're unemployed until she's back. You don't even get paid. When you're unemployed, weekends MEAN SHIT.

Fake books maybe?

You know, Romona it probably not in a good place right now, and could use some company. I think some chuck "attention" might make her feel a little better.

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)21:14 No. 759570 ID: d163e3
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To your tremendous disappointment, a relatively exhaustive search of the boudoir yields little interesting results. The worldly artifacts were mostly things like Amazonian tribal masks, wooden pipes, some kind of curved knife, an old stopwatch…

No signs of any key, though. You go upstairs, walking by Sally’s bedroom. The door is closed and locked with the lights off. You take it that she doesn’t wish to be disturbed.

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)21:14 No. 759571 ID: d163e3
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ech

You go all the way up to the dark, musty, haunted attic to read your ghost letter again. You’re a bit sleepy, so it’s probably not your best read. Granted you aren’t bone-tired like you were before, but you are the kind of sleepy that comes from a day’s work.

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)21:15 No. 759572 ID: d163e3
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A young, empty-eyed Plath woman is there, clad in a nightgown. Once again, Lorraine is looking at you. She is silent and unbreathing such that you aren’t sure she is there at all.

You: “Lorraine?”

No reply.

You: “Uh… darlin’?”

Lorraine: “When I’m dreamin’”

Lorraine: “It feels like you’re here”

Lorraine: “But it’s just me, my memories and my own self.”

Lorraine: “There’s nothin’ new there. Just me tryin’ to fool myself again”

She turns her head toward the attic door.

Lorraine: “What?!”

Lorraine: “I’ll be down right quick Ma!”

Lorraine: “I knooow! Save me a bite!”

Lorraine: “No, I ain’t goin’ on the roof again.”

Lorraine walks toward the roof steps and fades away.

yo CHUCK....... you the ghost man

We better go ask Susanna if we're the dead ones.

Find that old photo with Anna Stark in it and pocket it for bringing along to Susanna. The letter to go with it, too. Then go to bed.

Well today's certainly been foreboding. Make for bed, I guess. We'll want to be up early tomorrow I reckon.

>>759570
I do believe you've been locking for a good knife.
Not like it's been doing anyone else any good.

If we're spinning our wheels I guess we could try to sleep.

Aw man, we couldn't give her Cletus' letter.

So, reading the letter made her show up this time, but she was faded out and couldn't see you, then vanished. At least we know she's still around.

The first time she manifested, and strongly, it was because you were fooling around with Sally up here. The second time she manifested strongly you were up here with Ramona. I bet if you got Sally up here again, and maybe made out with her a bit, you might get Lorraine to manifest powerfully again.

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)21:32 No. 759588 ID: d163e3
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You search for the photo and the letter in the dark and pocket both. Then, you get the hell out of that attic and try desperately to forget what you saw and heard there. You go back to your bedroom.

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)21:33 No. 759589 ID: d163e3
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And now it’s time to sleep.

Say a prayer before bed?

>>759591
eww

>>759589
Don't forget you've got to get Ramona's permission to take the photo and letter to Susanna. No stealing from Ramona.

Also yeah, sleep. Tomorrow we are gonna get that snake ass.

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)21:47 No. 759600 ID: d163e3
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Your alarm rings, and you draw a sharp breath. The sun is shining in and the birds are singing; it is a beautiful day.

>>759600
oh boy wonder how fast it'll be ruined

>>759591
Maybe a prayer to Zeus.
He's basically the god of fucking everything that moves. Chuck might have his favor.

>>759600
Saturday! Marcie should be back and the mayor's ass is waiting.

Get ye shower, get ye breakfast, say hello to the Plaths before you go out.

>>759600
Bleh, close the window.

If we wanna fuck the mayor... wouldn't any reveyee in our system be marginally present in our fluids?

Well, let's check to see if a) Marcie's ok and b) if Susanna reversed time or some bullshit.

>>759600
Check for dogs on your dick. I swear, this house has an infestation.

>>759610
inb4 Suzanna just made a new Marcie.

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)22:45 No. 759621 ID: d163e3
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No dickdogs today. In fact, no dogs at all. Ramona is still in bed, and Sally isn’t in her room. Probably at work.

You wish you weren’t alone right now. If there was someone, anyone there, it would be better. Some days it feels like all you can do is breathe. You think Ramona would be fine with you taking the picture and letter as long as she actually doesn’t know you did it.

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)22:46 No. 759622 ID: d163e3
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The town is tranquil today. Rachel’s working and not happy about it, just as usual. Geoff is out for a jog. They greet you on your way to the bakery. Your heart pounds as you approach the door.

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)22:46 No. 759623 ID: d163e3
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It smells like butter and cinnamon.

You: “MARCIE!!”

Charlemagne 2016/11/17(Thu)22:47 No. 759625 ID: d163e3
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Marcie: “W’ah! A newcomer! And you’re a cat just like me!!”





END CHAPTER VII

WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!

>>759625
Looks like we need to get philosophical with the Snayor and debate whether loss of self counts as dying.

saw that coming alright. this is not how trust works, snayor.

More or less what I expected.

But at least she looks, and acts, like Marcie.
Maybe we should go drain ourselves into some mousemeat while we're not technically cheating.

>>759632
snayor boody too

You... are a cat, right?.

"Probably."

>>759625
inb4 there is still a living marcie waiting to be rescued in the woods

>>759621
> You think Ramona would be fine with you taking the picture and letter as long as she actually doesn’t know you did it.
No Chuck, you already had that talk: No more lies, no more secrets!

So...
We are killing Snayor now, right?

>>759647
I wasn't planning on it.
Just because it's Magic doesn't mean it's omnipotent.


Definitely feelin' less guilty about getting some snaynal.

>>759647
We gotta figure out if this is a new Marcie, an illusion, if we wen back in time, or >>759638

The next chapter will be interesting.

>>759650
There's another possibility: she was stolen back from wherever she went, but in the process lost a bunch of memories.

>>759652
This does seem to be the most likely scenario, in any case. It seems likely that in order to recover and save her, after she was quite possibly traumatized but whatever these abominations are, she had to have memories excised.

It's not great. But things will be okay, I think. It's just gonna take some time. Penny might help maybe.

>>759628
I don't think so.

>>759424
She said unharmed, so it is much easier to make our point.

OR MABYE SHE RESET TEH HOLE TOWN!!!!

Timey wimy Bullshit going on then.

The fact no-one is here making a fuss over Marcie being back suggests other people's memories got rest too. So yeah, bullshit.

>>759647
We better be.

>>759700

We better not. Like it or not, she appears to be part of what's keeping this town safe, and we don't actually know what happened here yet. We can loathe her guts for taking Marcie's memories and look for answers, though. That's perfectly fair.

>>759701
"Appears" being the operative word and appearances can be deceiving. This...not-Marcie is the proof of that. And that Susanna cares only about appearances when it comes to people.

kill deceitful snake

Obviously you should start spouting all the details you learned about her during your time here. As cruel as it might be to smack a cheery kitty with reality, it must be done.

>>759705
Do not kill deceitful snake, we don't even know the whole damn story!