here [ First, a bunch of voice memos. Then screenshots of various texts:
diamond's found ren seizing and vomiting in the woods this morning and had to carry her back
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misty says she's a nurse who asked someone about foxglove when she came around and guess what else?
"I’m really good with herbs and plants in North America, but not so much here. There’s got to be something poisonous somewhere, though!"
"I'm pretty good at foraging. But whether it's a lethal dose versus just a bad time versus maybe a good time is gonna be a little up in the air until we try it." all that chatter about feeding the rev a lethal fucking shroom? ] she did it on purpose she took ren out and threw devon under the bus because she knew they were seeing each other either she's really petty or she's scared i think it's the latter i think ren was right about one of the killers being in that soccer team we need to find out which one
she knows her poisons and she knows how to manipulate people. she's crazy like me, cellar cept she's younger so she's in her prime. better keep an eye out for her or she'll get you too
[He's upturned a side table, thrown the bedding on the floor and now he's got his back to her - sitting on the floor, one knee to his chest with his arm wrapped around it. It's not immediately apparent, not up until when he wipes his face with his sleeve, but he's maybe been crying. He doesn't turn around, stubbornly.]
[ She steps in, looking at the damage, figuring — figuring it doesn't make a fucking difference if they're going to take him away, but she'll put everything back in place anyway.
Fuck. She hates herself for thinking that way.
Crouching down, one arm across his back, Cellar puts her temple against his and gives him a squeeze. ]
[He's stiff. Awkward stiff, little brother stiff - unused to being comforted kind of stiff. Devon's demeanor doesn't exactly soften but he doesn't push or pull away, he just sort of sighs a soft breath, sniffing back a little bit of snotty tears. He's staring forward, eyes unfocused.]
... It's my fault she was yelling at those people to begin with- she was just trying to protect me. And some crazy fucking bitch poisons her? She can't... we can't let her get away with that, okay? I really will kill her. Not- not now, but... she can't get her way, okay? We have to make her pay.
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but there's no point in bringing it up for the accusations anymore
it doesn't leave this chat until the time is right
got it?
i really need to know i can trust you to keep us all safe
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no i won't share anything
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here
[ First, a bunch of voice memos. Then screenshots of various texts:
diamond's found ren seizing and vomiting in the woods this morning and had to carry her back
—
misty says she's a nurse who asked someone about foxglove when she came around
and guess what else?
"I’m really good with herbs and plants in North America, but not so much here. There’s got to be something poisonous somewhere, though!"
"I'm pretty good at foraging. But whether it's a lethal dose versus just a bad time versus maybe a good time is gonna be a little up in the air until we try it."
all that chatter about feeding the rev a lethal fucking shroom? ]
she did it on purpose
she took ren out and threw devon under the bus because she knew they were seeing each other
either she's really petty or she's scared
i think it's the latter
i think ren was right about one of the killers being in that soccer team
we need to find out which one
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she knows her poisons and she knows how to manipulate people. she's crazy like me, cellar
cept she's younger so she's in her prime. better keep an eye out for her or she'll get you too
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people i actually trust
so they don't think it's just us versus a bunch of teenage girls
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i got this
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we wait and work as one
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she's dead
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please
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why would she
what kind of psycho
[sry he's having a lil rage out in the room, if you're nearby you can probably hear]
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please
[ please don't make her regret this lil bro :( ]
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just smashing up some stuff in his room and having an angry & frustrated cry.]
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Devon.
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What.
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Fuck. She hates herself for thinking that way.
Crouching down, one arm across his back, Cellar puts her temple against his and gives him a squeeze. ]
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... It's my fault she was yelling at those people to begin with- she was just trying to protect me. And some crazy fucking bitch poisons her? She can't... we can't let her get away with that, okay? I really will kill her. Not- not now, but... she can't get her way, okay? We have to make her pay.
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I'm sorry, Devon.
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I really do want to kill her. I've - I've never been this mad before.
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We have to protect each other.
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oops all html
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