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Hello!

You died. That sucks. What sucks even more is that you wake up on the floor of the local Foot Locker. The portraits of feet all around on the wall greet you warmly as you open your eyes. Whatever injuries you had that led to your untimely demise are now gone, though that doesn't stop you from earning more. Your item from home is here as well.

Here's the good news: you aren't actually dead! Or rather, you're sort of dead. Only mostly dead? It doesn't really matter.

The point is, you're now in the mall. What mall? Good question. But there's a whole lot of places in here to explore. Go ahead and hang out at all nine stores, check out the state of the art mall bathrooms (there's TWO, even), and be especially sure to get a pretzel. You can even catch a glimpse of what your friends are getting up to in the city; just tune into channel 12 on any of the multiple TVs in the mall.

Sometimes you might find a celebrity hanging around in the Suncoast. Keep an eye out for some familiar faces.

Finally, remember your powers? They're working again! Not that they will help you get out of here, but still.

Welcome to the Graveyard! Unfortunately, it seems that not even death can save you from the wretched grasp of capitalism.

Some notes:

→ If you die in the graveyard, you just pop back up in the Foot Locker a few hours later, with one sick-ass scar of your choice.
→ As usual, check out the Status TL for exciting location updates.
→ Interested in a potential celebrity sighting? Why not head on over to the Suncoast? Though, beware of possible consequences.
→ If you have a Hit Clip, you may submit it here!

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Comments

[imaginous]

Thank you, Astolfo.

[ a little fond. ]

Ideally it won't come to that. But at the very least, I would prefer not to have to deal with the chihuahua anymore.

[riderculous]

Hopefully it'll be over soon, right?

[ if all goes to plan! ]

What are you going to do once you're back?

[imaginous]

We'll be deciding where the Astral Express will be traveling to next. Ideally things are alright...

[riderculous]

I hope you blaze an amazing path and go some where new!

[imaginous]

All of our options are very new to us, so they'll be exciting, regardless.

What of you?

[riderculous]

I don't know yet! I was setting off on my own journey when I was ganked here. I want to see what our options are before deciding anything.

[imaginous]

I'm sure our conductor and our navigator would have no issue with having a visitor, should you decide to take your journey to the stars.

[riderculous]

That could be fun! I've only been to space once and it was pretty nice!

[refractures]

[imaginous]

[ reaches into his jacket

pulls his tiny the chihuahua out

sets into seodore's hands ]

[riderculous]

[ !!! ]

Tiny! I thought I lost it!

[imaginous]

It arrived back with me, not to worry.

[riderculous]

I'm glad. I usually lose stuff all the time.

[refractures]

[ ?! ]

Why are you giving this to me? I didn't even threaten you at all!

[imaginous]

Perhaps because you've behaved yourself this time.

[ and not bludgeoned him over the head for it. ]

[refractures]

"This time"? You hit me with the cane!

[ Why are you doing this? Don't do this to me. ]

[imaginous]

[ too late. suffer.

there are thoughts of schematics of battleships jet planes giant cannons instead of word-thoughts. ]

Barely. Decide what you would like to do with it, Seodore.

[refractures]

... Terrible. I could just get a blender from the mart and shred it to pieces, you know?

[ He keeps it though. His Tiny now. ]

[imaginous]

You could, yes, and I would forfeit my right to stop you by giving it to you. But that doesn't imply that you will.

[ ergo. your tiny now. ]

[refractures]

[ Ugh. UGHH!!!!! He could just throw this Tiny into the trash can right now in front of Welt, but he... can't. He looks down at the ribbon tied around his wrist, courtesy of Astolfo, and it reminds him that his earrings are still not on him.

...

He just turns and leaves! Bye!!!! ]

[riderculous]

[ Seo? ]

[imaginous]

[ watches him go, for a moment, before reaching up to nudge his glasses up his nose and turning back to watching their final three along with the three stoogachis.

wow it's like people care about your existence, seodore! ]