[Forward-dated to the Murder Mystery Plot.]

[fuckdemocracy]

[For the moment, there is only white, with no end or definition.

Well, white and the figure within it, at least. The creature's... least favorite pet, and its favorite all in the same motion.

Not showing itself yet, the creature speaks as the other awakens in this place, voice ringing with that of every pet it has, has had, will have.]

I hope you don't mind the décor, my dear. Not really your thing, is it? But nonetheless.

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[monocle_layton]

Why not? Are you keeping me here.

[fuckdemocracy]

Of course not. Well. For a few days, I will.

But you won't be able to tell anyone anything more than that you met me.

[monocle_layton]

Because you'll seal my mouth on such subjects? You really are a child.

[fuckdemocracy]

...it's for the best that... some of them don't know. That they could speak to me directly by dying.

[monocle_layton]

As they'd just be dying all the time to try to influence you? We do have some... vaguely suicidal residents as it is, without giving them encouragement.

[fuckdemocracy]

More-or-less.

...I hope not to see Tyrannus again, Twister.

[monocle_layton]

Was he difficult?

[Seems gleeful at the prospect.]

[fuckdemocracy]

No. But I rather like him, so do try to keep him alive.

[monocle_layton]

I'm not sure why you take such pleasure in all the Clives, if I'm honest.

[fuckdemocracy]

Why wouldn't I? You seem to enjoy them all well enough.

[...it smirks.]

You seemed to take rather well to Archaeopteryx, particularly. I've never seen anyone be fisted by someone so soon after meeting them. Congratulations on that, my dear.

[monocle_layton]

I can't imagine that you've observed all that many fistings at all, really. Other than the ones that have undoubtedly happened here.

[fuckdemocracy]

You'd be surprised at all the things I can see, Twister.

[monocle_layton]

Well, you must have some views into other worlds in order to bring us here, so I'm not that surprised.

[fuckdemocracy]

Hmm.

But with everything I've seen, I still can't figure out why so many are drawn to you.

[monocle_layton]

If you ever figure it out, then please do relay the information to me. I'd be interested to know.

[fuckdemocracy]

[It snorts and inches closer.]

Perhaps...

[There. May have been a tongue. A very long, thin, tongue. It may also have just flicked out and licked up Monocle's cheek.]

[monocle_layton]

My word. That's certainly not something you've learned from any of the Clives.

[fuckdemocracy]

All myself, yes.

[As is the smirk. Considering the amount of teeth and how sharp they are.]

[monocle_layton]

What inspired you to think that was an appropriate choice?

[fuckdemocracy]

I wanted to see if there was anything appealing about you in that sense.

[monocle_layton]

You want to sleep with me?

[fuckdemocracy]

What, you think that'd answer the question?

[monocle_layton]

Sometimes it does, though I wouldn't recommend it for you personally.

[fuckdemocracy]

Why not? Scared?

[That tongue's back on show, curling around the rows of teeth.]

[monocle_layton]

No, I'm just unsure how sexual desire would affect a being such as yourself.