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"Mm... Can't say I really match up to the theme the two of you have got going on, though." He waved a hand back and forth between the two, a lazy smirk curving his lips. "Does that mean one of you can be summoned with a whistle and the other just so happens to know the magic tune? Or are we going to stick with a 'great minds think alike' and leave it at that?"

He'd been so preoccupied with not dying and touching ponds that Big hadn't yet had time to check out the flashing alert on his pocket card. When he did, he found a note inviting him to guild hall, and a little pin that he stared at suspiciously before stabbing it through his scarf. Surely the consequences of doing so couldn't be any worse than anything he'd been compelled to do already.

Big looked around the space he had been teleported to. It seemed his assessment was correct. No riddle-obsessed trees or toothy plants here, just other avatars teaming up. Maybe he could use a team too. Just this once.

"Hello," he said to the nearest passing boil. This Cheshire Cat looked quite dour, but there was something slightly familiar about him that Big couldn't place. "Nice arms." He pointed vaguely at ShadowLord15's back. "Those ones, not... hm. Would it be too much trouble for me to join your guild? If it's full or something, I understand. And if it has some sort of strenuous initiation, forget I asked."

"Eeh, can't blame ya for not going with this awesome idea, ya got a pun at least." Yes, it had taken him a moment to sound it out and realize what Tea was implying, but he got it. And waved it off like he totally got it the whole time as he leaned an elbow on DrgnZ0rd's shoulder.

But then he shot him a look, "dude, what makes you think that we can't get pretty girls because we're nerdy?" Not that that was really any sort of goal for him, but he still was kind of perturbed by that archaic thinking.

Guild. That was a funny word. But if her trip through the forest had made one thing pretty obvious, it was that she was in dire need of people to use--er, befriend. Mostly because her deck was a** and she was useless in a fight on her own judging by it. Maybe she could earn her keep watching some other person's a** and get a cut of the loot for it.

Speaking of watching. And asses. But also boils. There was a small group of them lollygagging, and judging from the pasty kid approaching them, they seemed to be open for possible takers.

Q sauntered up with a grin, acting like she was supposed to be there. "You look like you need a ghoul's touch~" For even further emphasis, she reached out to try and brush Pasty Kid (whose BigIdeas did not, it seem, include cool nicknames) on the shoulder.

A small little content smile showed up on the dormouse's face when her two recent allies showed up again. She may, also, have been starting to stand up straighter, feeling like a little shadow of the Gryphon and the Cheshire - both of them were worlds taller than she ever knew.

"Forgive me for messaging you out of the blue - I was uncertain that that would even work." She offered up a first, going to put her hands forward in a shrug like position, before lowering them already. "Recently I had a though. I think we all agree that we are feeling rather nostalgic around each other . . ." She trailed, going to point to killsteal, "Recently he called a group of fighters foals, so I can only assume he is of the horseman variety, as am I." She stated, giving a curt nod.

"I was hoping we could consider a way to stay connected. Seeing as it is a big confusing world and I do not like it very much. Convoluted and does not feel as comfortable as a certain kingdom I was in once." She continued, turning her eyes to the side a bit at the thought.

"What say you?"

That snort. That snort was just...too familiar to even describe, and it made WarQueen's smile grow at the sound of it. Golden received something much kinder and less mischievous when she turned her attention back towards the mouse woman, her head cocking to the side at the question, and her eyes flicking back towards killsteal.

Horsemen. Yes, it made sense that they would be. That niggling feeling that she knew them both would not go away, either, and neither would the fact that she knew this world could not just be any dream. It was too convenient that it came so shortly after their last encounter with Medea. It was too coincidental that there were fragments here. A dream still, yes, but perhaps one not unlike another she had been sent into once before....

She was about to open her mouth and answer, when a sound had her jumping, and startled eyes with a mouth agape were turned towards killsteal. The words were in his voice, as nonsensical as they mostly were, and hard to decipher, but there was enough, and of course, one glaringly loud word, a name, at the end that had her face splitting into a grin.

"I KNEW IT!" She announced, and of course, everyone could hear it, because who was she to bother mastering this whole private conversation thing.

Okay maybe she should just give the damn thing a try. After all, if Shikokillstealdonkybrain could do it, so could she.



She was so proud of herself at that moment. Fearfic.net had actually somehow managed to pay off.



Okay so she still had some issues to work out with her messaging, but she was still better at it then Shik, and that was all that mattered to her.

If Hades had known what Shadow thought of him, he would have immediately sighed; what were the chances of both his guildmates having the wrong impression of him right off from the bat?

Nevertheless, he was still smiling as a Cheshire Cat approached them. "We could use all the help we could get, really!" Even if he was nicknamed a vicious killer but Puppetking, really but they didn't need to know...

"Hi!" He greeted the caterpillar girl. "Uh, sure, give me a sec, and I'll ping a guild invite to both of you!"