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[marionetteweb]

[Anybody who enters the kitchen is likely not to miss Rizelle, who's planted herself at the dining table with a somewhat cooked-looking...carcass of something, a pen, and plenty of sheets of paper. Her chair's surrounded by a few crumpled papers that have what look suspiciously like family trees -- you know, if family trees were allowed to turn

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[gypsyjean]

That was a weird event, but kinda fun.

[marionetteweb]

[Rizelle turns around in her seat and starts rubbing her temple, as if it'll clear away all of her confusion.]

Mmm, I suppose it was.

[gypsyjean]

I don't really remember my real family, so...

[marionetteweb]

Oh. [And that's all of an answer you'll get for now, because Rizelle's head is still ringing a bit.]

[fireworks_plz]

...You need to find a better hobby. Are you trying to drive yourself nuts?

[marionetteweb]

Maybe I am, at this rate. I don't understand why I feel like I need to figure this out.

[fireworks_plz]

It's not worth it.

[Listen to your bestie. :| ]

[marionetteweb]

[Rizelle puts down her pen again, her frustration with this tree and herself mounting.]

Please, distract me, then. Save me from myself.