yay. poor totty though…. running around everywhere.
ah yes, the simulation room. the simulation room where 17 people slept on murder night. the simulation room where sweet andy and joostis died. that simulation room. we really destroy everything we touch.
she’s not specifically on the hunt for rosa, but she’s certainly restless enough that she ends up wandering. and that means wandering into some of the rooms involved in the case, now everything’s over and done with. she does pause when she enters though, not expecting the full on magic forest, golden motes and a whole host of fauna charging around. ]
It is so lovely and magical in here! maybe if she follows the swoop of an owl through what looks like a lovely berry and shrub laden footpath, she may see the figure of a young princess surrounded by animals.
Rosamund can't even pet any of them, but the simulated creatures take shelter on her shoulders, her lap, perching atop an outstretched finger, laying softly in the underbrush beside her. She looks up to Tama as she approaches.]
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yay. poor totty though…. running around everywhere.
ah yes, the simulation room. the simulation room where 17 people slept on murder night. the simulation room where sweet andy and joostis died. that simulation room. we really destroy everything we touch.
she’s not specifically on the hunt for rosa, but she’s certainly restless enough that she ends up wandering. and that means wandering into some of the rooms involved in the case, now everything’s over and done with. she does pause when she enters though, not expecting the full on magic forest, golden motes and a whole host of fauna charging around. ]
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It is so lovely and magical in here! maybe if she follows the swoop of an owl through what looks like a lovely berry and shrub laden footpath, she may see the figure of a young princess surrounded by animals.
Rosamund can't even pet any of them, but the simulated creatures take shelter on her shoulders, her lap, perching atop an outstretched finger, laying softly in the underbrush beside her. She looks up to Tama as she approaches.]
...I'd like to be alone, please. Thank you.
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imagine if she was like ok then, bye. and left entirely. which she almost did, in one of my potential replies. ]
Fair enough. [ i mean. she doesn’t leave? but she does wander off to another part of the simulation room for a bit. ]