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[kepthishead]

[so camp, being what it is, moved Elliot from his room into the middle of camp. how kind of it! It also brought the piano with him while he was practicing. how ... kind ... of it? He's not impressed.]

What the - I was in the middle of something! How am I supposed to move this back now?

((OOC: NAPTIME i will pick up later &mhearts;))

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[gavehimhead]

[Wasn't that piano in your room]

[kepthishead]

[INDEED YOU SEE THE DILEMMA.]

Leo! I didn't tell you about this, did I? The absurd happens here regularly. I've found someone to move it to the front of the cabin, but we'll need to wheel it back in after that.

[gavehimhead]

How did it get out in the first place?

[kepthishead]

I just told you, this place does absurd things!

[gavehimhead]

I see. In addition to being filled with zombies, it can also magically move pianos.

[kepthishead]

Yes. I know, it's ridiculous.

[gavehimhead]

I am beginning to understand that the longer I stay here.

[kepthishead]

I haven't seen any pattern to it either.

[gavehimhead]

To expect the unexpected, perhaps.

[kepthishead]

Then how can we expect anything at all?

[gavehimhead]

Maybe the point is to not expect it, and instead to deal with whatever comes your way.

[kepthishead]

I can't live like that!

[gavehimhead]

You could always try nailing the piano to the floor, if you're desperate.

[kepthishead]

I'm not desperate, I'm annoyed! And I'm not nailing the piano to the floor!

[gavehimhead]

But if it keeps disappearing like this, then I won't be able to use it.

[kepthishead]

I won't be able to use it either.

I suppose we could just use it like this now.