foolishmortals | this trial wasnt nearly bad enough for sad song lyrics

this trial wasnt nearly bad enough for sad song lyrics

[ A while after... All That, Beth puts together a. Party? Like objectively, this is a party.There's no music, which is a bummer, and no real decorations, but this is a fair shot at a party. In the Lobby, so there's no real getting around it, but if people want to just go back to their rooms she's not gonna judge them.

Audrey is contributing some ART, Penny contributed a veggie tray, there are some hot dogs and corn dogs run over from the Hot Dog Place, and beyond that there's... salad. So much salad. An unreasonable amount of butter lettuce salad with different dressings. Nothing (personally) fried, and nothing that requires anyone to spend too much time in the kitchen. Because like... screw that?

Anyway, welcome to the first afterparty. Aren't you glad you didn't leave it in the hands of a total shitpost? ]

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That sounds really beautiful! I'd like to see something like that someday. [beat] Not that I want anyone to die. Just, if circumstances allowed, and somebody was dead already...

[god stop saying weird shit]

I think that, as long as we try to make it pretty, it's fine. We'll work with what we have.

Edited 2018-06-18 03:50 (UTC)

If we pull any good paper out of the garbage piles I could try making one. [For the three that already died, he guesses.] Although. Maybe it's disrespectful to make them out of thrown-out paper.

...And also I think 'good paper' and 'garbage piles' don't really work out together even in theory.

Oh, you never know! Back home, people would throw out all kinds of things, stuff they'd never even used before! You could find all kinds of neat stuff...

[trails off. glances around.]

But, we're not in Thneedville, so. Yeah. Garbage is probably just garbage.

Really? Your home sounds very different from the village, then.

[They always seem to be trying to use up everything they can, even if it's not a lot.]

What's it like?

Hm...

[what's the right... word...]

Fake. It's a very fake place. Do you know what plastic is?

It... doesn't sound familiar. So I don't think so.

It's this... material. You use it like people would use wood or metal or cloth, but you can't grow it or take it from the ground-- you make it, using other things. And you can make anything with it!

Which... we do. Everything where I'm from is made from it. The ground and the walls, the clothes you wear and food you eat. Nothing else. Nothing real.

The... food? Really?

[Everything else being made out of one material is understandable (they use trees in the village for basically everything, he guesses), but.]

Don't you have plants and animals around to use for food?