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[abigqueen]

(It's the evening of Halloween and ARTHUR has just returned from distributing treats to the children of the Mansion. He's carrying a bowl filled with the remnants of the candy. His face is covered in paint-- an artistic mix of white, grey, blue, green, purple, and a little bit of blood red. Francine has also added glitter.)Perry, I'm home. I

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[somany_stars]

...What the hell did you do to yourself? *so many of their conversations seem to start this way...*

[abigqueen]

Nothing. *a little proudly, and with a smile* I'm a zombie.

[somany_stars]

*suspiciouslooks* Are you drunk?

[abigqueen]

I'm not drunk. It's Halloween. *does a dorky little dance, still holding the bowl of candy, and sings:* It was a graveyard smash!