[network] @clowncutie92; video; Day 323; Seriously [open]

[clowngirl]

[It's early, but the video looks dark, the room being filmed swathed in black and red. The view quickly rotates around the area, showing the strange insides of what appears to have been a funeral home. The symbol of the prophet can be seen everywhere. Eventually, the camera lands on a painted, masked face.]

I think... I think I died? I woke up downstairs with the stiffs.

[Usually, this is where Harley would insert a joke. Possibly several. However, with her death price being the loss of her sense of humor, there's absolutely nothing she finds funny about having just died. In fact, she frowns a little at the camera and takes off her domino mask.]

Sorry, I-- I look ridiculous, don't I? I mean, I kinda like that I match the drapes and the furniture 'round here -- [She pulls down her jester cowl and shakes her blonde hair free.] -- but what did I see in this get-up? It's so... impractical and I've been shleppin' 'round like this? Yeesh. What was I thinkin'? Now I gotta get all this greasepaint off and I bet the water here is freezin' 'cause the conditions here are terrible and the morgue can't be no diff'rent though maybe it would be if the rest of the buildin' didn't look so darn creepy but it's a funeral home so I guess it's s'posedta look a li'l creepy but eyes everywhere, really?

[Someone is also dealing with level three mania as an exposure effect, so she can't help but wordvomit a mile a minute.]

So does anybody know where I am?

Comments

@magenta2; audio

[himalayanyeti]

Harley!

[Magenta's voice comes as a frightened yowl, entirely too loud.]

Where did you go? I've been worried sick!

voice

[clowngirl]

Ears, Magsy, Ears! [She cringes.] As in, I got 'em and you're breakin' 'em! I was just outside, I was outside and I thought I saw an anomaly and I was gonna be right back but it took a liii'l longer than I thought 'cause it wasn't really there so it might have been a shadow or weird-lookin' snowbank or I-don't-know-what and I... Oh no, were you really worried?

private

[himalayanyeti]

[Magenta swiftly switches to private, on account of him having genuine emotions about another person.]

I was scared shitless! You can't leave me like that! It's unfair. Don't run off again, alright?

@gravedigger; audio

[harlequinofhate]

[Joker's voice is, like Magenta's, a yowl, but one this more angry than frightened.]

HAAAARLEEEEEEEY!

voice

[clowngirl]

[Harley flat-out ducks when she hears that familiar yell. She's knows she's in for it, disembodied voice over the tablet or not.]

...Yessir?

voice

[harlequinofhate]

What in Sam Hill were you doing out there!?

[There is a definite accusatory "How dare you die on me!?" hanging in the air.]

Private, audio

[sleight_of_fate]

Hey. The paint is good for blocking frostbun, right? Don't worry about it. One thing at a time. Right now, take a few deep breaths, and concentrate on staying warm and figuring out who you can meet back up with.

What's the last thing you remember?

Private, audio

[clowngirl]

Yeah, right. Frostburn. Breathin'. Warmth. Meetin' back up with... I was with the gang, with Mr. J and Mags and Fishcakes and we were headed toward shelter but I thought I saw an anomaly and me and Magsy had been plannin' on huntin' 'em so I went to check it out and... it wasn't there and... I guess I got kinda lost.

Private, audio

[sleight_of_fate]

[Dammit. Harley, sweetheart. :(]

The cold here is a killer, yeah. After sundown, you don't have much chance.

You have a few hours to stay where you are and get your bearings, so that's good. You're probably near the high school, but I'm not sure, I'm not that familiar with the area yet. Someone else probably is, though.

[Dammit, he wishes he was closer, but nothing he can do right now.]

Stick with Mags if you can, he should be able to come get you. But I'll stay on the line with you, if you don't wanna be alone there until someone picks you up, okay?

@w.graham; audio

[ex_this_ismydesign36]

[ He hasn't heard from her in a while, but he definitely recognizes Harley's voice. Frowning at the news that she died, Will took a breath and was about to welcome her back to the land of the living, when she started to strip off her costume and speak about it in terms of almost ... disgust?

That seemed ... odd. ]

Welcome back, Harley. How are you feeling?

voice

[clowngirl]

I feel just fine considerin' I just died. That was awful but I'm pretty great now. [She might just skip sleeping tonight.] I just feel really silly for passin' away in a clown costume and now I'm a li'l unsure where I am other than the obvious and everyone is yellin' at me.

voice

[ex_this_ismydesign36]

Yelling at you?

[ Will took a moment to think back. He was pretty certain he hadn't yelled. Though sometimes it could be a near thing. ]

@Spoiler; video

[spoileralert]

Harl! I'm so glad you're okay.

Can you give me a look around the building? I might be able to help you identify it.

video

[clowngirl]

Sure, thanks! [Harley turns the camera back out towards the room, moving through it more slowly.] See? Red, black, red, black, eyeball, eyeball, eyeball... Big decoratin' theme goin' on here. Then there's the room with all the dead people... [She takes her back into the morgue of the cultist funeral home where she woke up. It's in pristine condition, and the drawer that she had found herself on is still pulled out.] Gives me the heebies. Do ya need me to go around the outside?

video

[spoileralert]

Nah...

[ Steph watched all this very closely before opening up the map she has saved to her tablet. ]

I think you're in the funeral home by the high school. Pretty much everything in that area is covered in eyeballs.

@Enoch, voice, private

[warriorscribe]

[Joker's infuriated scream was not private. He doesn't know about their relationship, having missed any mention of it by sheer chance, but he does know Joker killed someone he was very close to here. An angry Joker might just be a Joker out for the kill, and Enoch is in a situation where he's likely to jump at every little shadow that echoed that day Clayton's name appeared on the obituaries. As such, though he'll urge her to calm down, he sounds very on edge, himself.]

Are you all right, Harley? That looks like the cult's territory - but before you leave, try to calm down. A drink of water, or- or speak with someone who can calm you. Or anything else you might know of that works. Have any of your friends reported being nearby?

[He assumes there are others like him who had the sense to not ask her about things like this where the Joker could see.]

voice, private

[clowngirl]

I'm fine. I think I feel even better'n before if we're bein' straight-up here. I mean, I'm pretty sure I'm super-calm. The calmest. Just a li'l worried 'bout my friends and I dunno if they're nearby and I dunno if that's a good thing that they're not nearby if ya know what I mean? Everyone's so testy!

voice, private

[warriorscribe]

You're talking very quickly. That's...usually not a sign of calm, but I'm sure you knew that.

[At least, he thinks he should be sure?]

I don't know what the rest of your friends are like so far as temperament is concerned, exactly, but Joker sounds very upset in...a way that's not reassuring.

@librarian, video; private

[cahooted]

You what?

[The news come as a shock and Flynn scrambles to get his tablet up and running. There's a lot of yelling going on further up which only increases his worry. Not good.]

I mean, hi. Hey. What happened? Are you okay?

video; private

[clowngirl]

I died? I mean, that's what I mostly remember but then I woke up but then that place was a morgue. I feel okay mostly in fact I think I feel better'n I did before I died but umm maybe I should have finished taken pictures of that book of limericks I found before gettin' myself frozen to death 'cause now I feel like there ain' a whole lotta time, y'know? Hate to disappoint ya and the whole digi-library you got goin' on but y'know I might hafta get movin' soon which ain't all bad 'cause who wants to spend the night in a morgue? Well, another night, I mean.

[cahooted]

Hey, hey, slow down.

[Limericks. The word immediately sends a shiver down his spine. Ah hell, it's even worse than he thought.]

That's okay, don't worry about it. Hey, how about that: Why don't you figure out where you are and if we're nearby maybe you can come and... show me the book instead. And I can take the remaining pictures while you get some rest, figure out your loss, all that. I think I got some chocolate on me still.

@superbia; voice

[sharktrash]

[ hopefully she's not tired of getting yelled at, because of course Squalo will do the same. at least his isn't a purposeful yelling at her, he just talks like that. ]

Voi!! Where the fuck did you go?! I said it was a shit idea to split-- hey. Hey. Did you just diss your clown wear? Didn't think I'd live to see the day.

[ technically he didn't, but shh ]

voice

[clowngirl]

[She cringes. Again. There goes the last bit of her hearing. Man, she has loud friends.

Yeah, yeah. Why didn't you ever tell me I looked like a total schmuck anyway? I mean, I could see Magsy not tellin' me but since when did you ever hold back? Did I really think this was funny? I mean, really?

@Mnemonsyne; voice

[bookofnope]

[Oh, a revival in a morgue he's not too familiar with. Beckett has been waiting for one of those. He's about to be a bit of an insensitive ass, but this girl hangs out with the Joker, doesn't she? She can take it.]

Harley, isn't it? Do me a favour, it'll help you concentrate, and you can make the best of your bad experience. Did you have a chance to look inside the drawer you woke up in?

voice

[clowngirl]

Yeah, uh-huh, nuh-uh. Why'd I wanna do that? It's pretty creeptastic, I'm glad I was dead for it. Well, no, I don't. But yeah, I do. Y'know?