..Hello again, hard t'ah place good f'er nothin' feelin' that somethin's gon' go horribly wrong, soon..

[ holly. ] wordlessly thinking about the fact that i could legitimately see certain incarnations of caroline doing some pff shit. why let things change, anyway? time and time again, that's just hurt more and more. there's no reason not to cling on. that's what she's good at.

[ holly. ] okay back to deltaland

𝔸ℕ𝕆𝕋ℍ𝔼ℝ ℝ𝕌𝕄𝕆ℝ, 𝔹𝔼𝔼ℕ 𝕋ℝ𝔸ℙℙ𝔼𝔻 𝕀ℕ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔹𝔸ℂ𝕂 ℝ𝕆𝕆𝕄,

𝔽𝕆ℝ 𝕐𝕆𝕌ℝ 𝔽𝕃𝔼𝕊ℍ 𝕋𝕆 ℝ𝕆𝕋 𝔸𝕎𝔸𝕐 𝔽ℝ𝕆𝕄 𝕐𝕆𝕌ℝ 𝔹𝕆ℕ𝔼!

𝕀ℕ𝔽𝕆 (..𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗.)

I hate being open with him. It feels like pulling all my teeth out. I hate feeling like everyone's staring at us, thinking we're freaks. ... But I like looking at him. And talking to him. I don't feel like a freak around him. I think I love him.

A MISTAKE. MY MISTAKE. A PROBLEM. YOUR PROBLEM.

You know she's fake, yet you can't take your eyes off her. Who else do I know who fits that description?

What does 'you' even mean anymore? We just keep changing into horrible things we can't control. Make it stop. Please make it stop. Please make it stop.

[ holly. ] frankly for HERE i've been having it be sort of an inbetween of timeloop and not the location itself resets every week but the staff aren't, and that's kind of just been. accepted as how it works. the only exception is the endings- which haven't been happening for any of mine

( ..Ya know. I do gotta wonder how long it's gon' take. ) ( ..Ya'd think some'un like that would'a caught on. )

... ( ..Can't remember the last time I slept. )

. . . ..by the by. Don't get too deep in over y'er head, hun. Ya know who you are. ... Jus' sayin'. Some folks might miss ya.

Don’t take my defeatism too seriously. I will always begin again and again, no matter what.

[ ... ..Hold it close, now. Whatever you have left. Pretend you're still her. ]

[ kinda like this but with way too much kinetic energy ]

[ holly. ] yk what i'm bumping this girl up to weird nebulous difficulty-land.

( ..Lotsa things. )

..𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘩𝘰𝘸. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘧'𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴. [ ???????????????? ]

[ ..sigh. ] ( ..could do wit' anythin', nowadays. ) [ ^ Not Even Considering The Actual Point ]

[ ... ..Slowly slipping away into the dark, Chica mask in hand. Rude to take something that doesn't belong to you, isn't it? ]

𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘳.

... S-s-stop making that creepy face! This isn't funny! You've got a SICK sense of humor!

{ NC } .. i mean he uh in a manner'a speakin' he's lit'rally the reason i bit it, and uh. i mean

I kinda jus' assumed it was the same as the Mechanism. [ ? What the fuck are you talking about ]

[ holly. ] frankly i really do want to give reanimated caroline back her niche of being a weird little corpse to freak people out i do rlly like that about her .

{ NC } ... [ ..wordlessly taking notes. ]

Ack! Too bright!

[ ... Staring off into the distance. Thinking. 1, obviously.. 2.. 3.. 4.. um. . . . Okay nevermind she's dropping this train of thought. ]

that's two now. okay

My neck always feels so cold now. My ribs are always sore as well...

You don't know how far you've fell.

[ She's in her lane. Undisturbed. . . . Trying the whole "stacking cans in the kitchen" thing that her counterpart seems to love so much. . . . Notably, the Chicas don't seem fond enough of this one to accompany her. ]

I want to be somewhere else. I want... I want... to feel at ease. But. I'm so tired.

oh god damnit nev'rmind i take it back i am NOT agreein' wit' 'im

sir i'on'think freddy's has been in line wit' the lord in a long long time

. . . .. pickles .. [ ^ more awe in her voice than she's had in like. decades ]

I did it for me. I liked it. I was good at it. And... I was... really — I was alive.

Pardon

. . . ..Same. Same. Well, ah- Not.. consistently, anyhow. And not much that ain't phantom pains. . . . ( ..'specially in the peepers.. ) 💧

. . . ..it's, uh. Fine if y'don't, anymore. Nobody's judgin'.. ?

I always wondered what was in all those empty heads back there..

. . . [ Glancing down at herself. Glancing back up. She's pretty sure she counts as a 'weird thing' by now. ]

. . . ..Hell, yeah.. ..purty sure I was, ah.. ../busy/.. then..

..Ooohh, hell, they still make that?? [ Turning her eyes back down- It's like the lenses are sparkling, a little. ] ..Lordie, I've gotta get out more..

[ ..sssigh. Her eyes drift back off, and her hand pulls back to cross her arms. ] ..'pologies. Didn't realize they uh.. ..Started doin' whatever in the sam hell /that/ is. ... An' I would'a brought food if I knew. . . . ..an'.. had the resources to.. 💧

[ ..Slowly stepping up. Putting her hand, palm out, to the open doorframe. . . . It isn't clear if she's miming or not, before she just glances down. ] ..y'fine down there?

[ ... Blink. Glancing off to hide a smile. ] ..Y'. Y've tried, right?