AUDIO. @VEGEMIGHT; OPEN.

[magnitudes]

( Hello there, darkness dwellers. Is this a new voice you here? It sure is, lucky you. The accent is Australian, broad almost to the point of cliche, and there's something oddly lackadaisical about it, given the... well. The everything, really. )

So, not being funny, but has anyone, I dunno... fallen off the ferry and gotten a bit cuddly with some mysterious glowy, kinda ethereal-seeming tentacles?

Asking for a friend.

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[magnitudes]

Demi Moore rolls around on a bed of money. I don't really member anything else. Michale Douglas or Robert Redford might be in it. Or Harrison Ford? Shit, I don't know.

[necromantiae]

Demi Moore rolls around on a bed of money? Shit, how'd they know that's my ultimate fantasy?

( just never had enough real money to make that happen. )

[magnitudes]

I know, I know. Except I bet I'd manage to get cookie crumbs or something in amongst the cash. It'd be a disaster. Can't vacuum crumbs out of money.

[necromantiae]

I could deal with crumbs on money if it was a lot of money. I'd just use it to buy more cookies.

( checkmate. )

[magnitudes]

Genius, you’re an actual genius. A mastermind.

What’s your name, anyway?

[necromantiae]

Ambrose Spellman.

( nice to meet you and all that. )

Pleasure. I've been here awhile now and I'm really craving cookies.

[magnitudes]

Ambrose, lucky for you that I, Sarissa Theron, am a pretty great cook.
What kinda cookies you want?

[necromantiae]

Are you serious?

( not gonna look that gift horse in the mouth. )

Peanut butter chocolate chip.

( the best. )

[magnitudes]

Nice. Any allergies?

( time for baking? time for baking )

[necromantiae]

Not that I'm aware of so if we hit on one that I didn't know, I won't hold it against you.

( it was the least he could do. )