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[peccatore]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, MARCO. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 868.32.455.97 *** marco has joined 868.32.455.97 <marco> Hi, this is Marco! (Though you probably already knew that ;D) <marco> How can I help you today?

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[foolishwren]

no u said somethin vague about needing to show youre making up for your mistakes

i mean what are you GETTING out of it

<marco>

[peccatore]

I know it's not exactly...
healthy.
Haha.

<marco>

[peccatore]

[SURELY THIS IS NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT]

<doctorize>

[doctorize]

It isn't, but... are you okay? Right now, I mean.

[Like he's not talking to corpse number 11 of Marco actually, is he.]

[peccatore]

[Uh.]

I

Peace of mind, I suppose.

<marco>

[peccatore]

Sure, I'm fine.
Why?

[Fine as he'll ever be, for the most part, but there's no need to get into details outside of the doctor's office, right?]

<doctorize>

[doctorize]

It's been a while since your last appointment, and with recent events, I also wanted to make sure that you were fine physically as well.

[foolishwren]

as if peace of mind is even possible in this place

whats the REAL reason?

_{[MARCO SHE IS WEARING HER SKEPTICALS YOU MIGHT AS WELL MAKE SOMETHING UP]}

<marco>

[peccatore]

Oh.
Well, I

[... Oh man this is going to sound bad]

I died once, but to be quite honest, I can't remember if that was before or after our last appointment.

[peccatore]

[HE... HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND??? WHY DOES SHE THINK HE'S LYING]

I'm not sure what you want to hear.
I'm telling the truth.

<doctorize>

[doctorize]

Really? That's not good.

<marco>

[peccatore]

I guess we should
schedule, then.

Action!

[hauntpadour]

[Egon arrives at the Evangelisti-McGucket household late after the event ends, looking harried and burnt-out. If he was there to threaten them, he certainly wouldn't look this distressed. Egon is a very no-nonsense type, after all.]

[He knocks and waits patiently by the door, still holding his chest, eyes down.]

[peccatore]

[Despite the fact that he's not expecting anyone, Marco opens the door.

... Then he looks like he's going to close it just a little, but ultimately, he doesn't. He can't quite keep himself from narrowing his eyes, however...

At least, until he notices the way Egon is carrying himself.]

Is something wrong?

<C_137>

[peaceamongworlds]

what's up Marco Evangelistic? Which monster has the biggest dick?

ROFL no I'm just fucking with you

I'm in your cult now

1/2

[peccatore]

It's not a cult

[peccatore]

[wait]

What?

<C_137>

[peaceamongworlds]

look Marco, we have a secret stronghold and mysterious high tech cult brands and I got in by talking to a mysterious disembodied voice on the radio

I'm not JUDGING YOU because I'm here too, but cut the shit. It's a cult

<marco>

[peccatore]

It is NOT a cult

When did you join? I haven't seen you in the Arcade.

[hauntpadour]

I wanted to ask about the sea of stars disaster.

I know we aren't on the same side, and that you don't trust me, but my goal isn't to turn anyone in at this point.

[peccatore]

... I didn't have anything to do with the zombies, if that's what you're asking.

[Although... Yeah, he understands why someone would assume as much.]

<C_137>

[peaceamongworlds]

IDK after my birthday

but then some shit went down, Marco

A wild dog keeps showing up at my place to kill voles and piss on my stuff. It's a real mess

Then i passed out in a graveyard for about a week

But w/e I'm in your cult. What's new with the cult, Marco

[hauntpadour]

I'll believe that.

But do you know who? Or how? Why? At least one of those.

It's not something effecting just one group this time.

<marco>

[peccatore]

Are
Are you just messing with me?

[peccatore]

I don't know a thing. [He shakes his head.] I'm not being uncooperative, I'm just as in the dark as you are.