silenceparty

SHOWtime, hello, hello, hello

They're not Joining.
....This is an Infernal Game of Poultry. Is anything On?




Neither of Us can Eat, You fucking morons. What's the Use?



Poor Sportsmanship. You've always been Jealous of Me Si-



...the Door Closed. Did Someone Enter?

SHOWtime, hello, hello, hello

@DeadDrop

...Do you hear that? Listen closely. brothers.



Yes, I know you're lacking in tongues, but I'd expect some Attempt at Compensation. You've done it before: Elighten me. Is this Chatter real? Or is it another Voidsense, so common as to be unworthy of investigation? What do the voices insist, answers or loyalty?




….I See. No, poor phrasing on My Behalf. Would it be more Appropriate to Say I Do Not See? A Rare Time where Voidsense has use, on the Outside of our My Theater? The Endless Night so Seldom Opens to a World beyond.



Lots of Work for us Me to do, then. Unlock the Gates.

SHOWtime, hello, hello, hello

Ah, very. The Condensated Salt of the Star Arecaceae would usually replenish these glands. Tasty They were, giving sodium and subsidence. But Salt water is the gift of Dolos, serving only to Poison me at a later date. All I have left is Sticky Hands and a Dehydrated Maw. I am very parched indeed, Mr.Sir. Yet I Lick, for a marshmallow today, to my untrained eye, is better than two marshmallows on the Morrow. This is the Devil I know and the Fate I have accepted.

SHOWtime, hello, hello, hello

Do You Understand what a deep Fate Line means? Does Anyone? It tastes like salt. Oh, Theater’s flesh has been replenished. Hello, You.

May I be the first to welcome you to Act Three of Showtime. I will also be the last person to welcome you to Act Three of Showtime. You all know what happens on Showtime and if Things Happen that make other people welcome you to Showtime then it is Time for me to Leave. That will not happen though. It will not.

You may remember where we last left off. That makes one of us. Shall we observe the scene? I am sorry. That was rhetorical. There is no three will at this point of the show. Here we are Then.







can You count the men? I know their Names but not their Faces. Reveal One to Me and I will Reveal cursed syllables. You may Exit your Seats Now.