“In the loomy gloom we all end consumed, if we forget our..?”

“Whose bones? My bones. Your bones.”

“Bones, bones, bones.”

“All floating in a communal tar-bath.”

“I wonder if who you're looking for is down there, too.”

“I see the coconut crab that swims in your neighbor's swimming pool.”

threshold of consciousness
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“DEMI-FIEND, NOOOOOOOO!!! DON'T BECOME I HAVE NO MOUTH YET I MUST SCREAM!!!”

“...Demi-Fiend. Demi-Fiend, speak to me! WHO TURNED YOUR GRAPHICS DOWN, DEMI-FIEND?! CAN YOU BREATHE??”

jamcat
I'm not using him for awhile, LMAO.

I just wanted to snag a good handle, and did somehow. Anyway there's the funny, he'll probably drive a few people insane later on, I'm going to play some Mega Man rq.

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𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐚...

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Teto takes off her mask... which then clatters to the floor.

There is no Teto here.

“I know the trick here already. If I take that off, you're not going to be there anymore.”

What??

“Look it up. It's all sorts of public nowadays.”

jamcat
I need you all to know, if I ever actually write The King in Yellow, it'll be the classic iteration. I think it's spookier to think about the mask and tatters just being... HIM.

There is nothing beyond, nor below.

He is simply the King in Yellow.

“Ever and always. I knew a mask connoisseur like yourself would understand.”

A curtsey in turn~.

“I don't trust your smile, and they should definitely not trust mine.”

She smiles back. Cat face...

...

“Why yes. Yes I do. Look into a book titled 'The King in Yellow'.”

“Yes.”

“...”

Sigh...

“Songs that the Hyades shall sing,
Where flap the tatters of the King,
Must die unheard in
Dim Carcosa.”

“I have no idea what you're talking about, and neither do they.”

????

“Yeah, that happens sometimes. I dunno why or who wrote it, but it's quite literally stuck in my head every week or so unless I recite it.”

“Hm? Sorry, I was kinda lost there.”

“Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa.”

Clears her throat...

“Along the shore the cloud waves break,
The twin suns sink behind the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In Carcosa.”

“What are you, insane? Wait- don't answer that-”

She pulls out a different mask to wear in retaliation.

Quite the pale one, at that.

“Remember never to wake the big sleeper. It's thanks to him reality doesn't fall apart at the seams and bleed into the nightmare realm beyond mortal comprehension.”

“I sure do love doing whatever I want even if some primordial evil is watching my every move. Makes me feel free.”

“...that doesn't really sound better if that's the case. That's like- conditionally better.”

“Half-breed? Yeesh, sorry to hear that. They still don't treat folks in your shoes right in tons of human worlds, forget the Netherworlds. It ain't right.”

“Trust, if there's anywhere I'd fit in, it's the Netherworlds. I saw an opportunity. No hard feelings, bub.”