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>>783475
>also triangle victor, you alright?
[[Oh, yes. It's only a mask, do not worry. I am fine.]]
>>783487
> new guy is who we came in with, was with a, uhh, prostitute, in a cheap motel. she went into the closet and it turned into a portal to a hell zone and she was kinda horribly tortured, then we staged a rescue. flip side we learned some magic, got the runes for immortality, painlessness, and "eject all your blood". i do not recommend that last one.
If there's giant talking worms here I can believe in magic and 'hell zones' and stuff too? Why not. That sounds rough, I hope she's okay?
>>783481
>Did you find an eldritch bible in the room? Our guy did.
'Eldritch'? I don't really read hotel room bibles, is that, like... mormons, or something?
>>783495
>I don't think leaving entails returning to where you were...
Entails is like, 'means', right? Uhm, I don't know what it 'entails' either. The girl who was here when I got here, she got her week and just disappeared. Like, while I was talking to her. Bolo says we go home, and I guess I don't have any reason to not think that.
>Have you been outside?
Well, duh. I didn't wake up here here.
>>783531
>So. This is some kind of alien brothel aye?
No! What? You think... I'm not that kind of a girl! It's, like... it's like a hotel, kind of. There's a little farm and stuff in the back, so they call it a 'town', but this and the bar, that's really it. Bolo runs it with his bitch of a girlfriend. He said it's free, but then she comes in...
Fucking porkchop cunt.
>>783462
>ANYHOW, you seem like you could use a good blunt right now. Is space weed a thing? Let's make it our interim goal to find you some space weed so you can unload that anxiety a bit.
That's the thing! I've got like, a little bit left. And I've only been here two days, so if I don't want to run out I've got to use like, nothing. I've got a itty bitty baggie of weed, I've got some vodka and a bit of heroin, but nothing to inject it with, which sucks. Snorting it is crap. Anyway, the fat bitch wanted me to give up my stuff, like, even though Bolo already said it was all cool. She thinks I'd be cool with their stupid shitty mould booze instead, like, what the fuck.
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