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[bloodredbabby]

[No one said little kids weren't allowed here, right?  Well, hey, here's a little fifteen-year-old that looks like she's seven or eight running around.  Why is there a little girl running around?  I don't know, same reason why the not!fifteen-year-old people such as yourself are wandering about.  She looks a little lost.

Should you go help?  y/n?]

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[jack_and_juliet]

[OH MY YOU ARE SO VERY RED, SMALL CHILD. he can spot her aaaall the way over from whatever shop window he is currently loitering near like a creeper, and obviously something so nice and red can't be left alone! especially since there's a dangerous laser OVERLORD MOOSE running loose and destroying things with death antlers. and zombies.

HURHUR INCOMING.]

This is certainly no place for a child.

[...BUT WAIT.

THIS ISN'T ANY CHILD.

he'd recognise that face anywhere, thanks to the cheatastic reaper powers of ~CINEMATIC RECORD~]

--Dear me~! [CREEPERFACE]

[bloodredbabby]

[BRB LABELING HIM AS A CREEPERCREEPERCREEPER.]

Do I know you sir?

[jack_and_juliet]

[a good label for him]

You could say that, but we won't, since saying so would make a right mess of things. You are truly a troublesome child through and through!

[bloodredbabby]

Troublesome? Why I-- [Calm yourself down Angie Anne. Young ladies don't argue with weirdos.] ...Look, I am trying to find my sister. Have you seen her?

[She might or might not be edging away from him juuuust a tiny bit.]