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[themuseabandonsyou]

[ It's late evening when Orpheus's video goes up, finding him standing outside a what looks like a small shop in Willful Machine, though the sign is only partially in frame. True to form, he also seems to be having some trouble getting the camera pointed fully at his face, also only partially in frame. ]

Hi, everyone? [ he says, waving, the camera swaying slightly as he shuffles out of the way of someone trying to get by him on the sidewalk. ] I'm Orpheus, and I, um. I found this artisan who says they can make blood into jewelry? And they seemed pretty interested in mine.

[ He frowns a little, turning his back to the shop and lowering his voice slightly. ]

I'm just not sure if it's a good idea? Giving my blood to someone else, when it seems to have so much power here? But I wanted to surprise my wife with a real wedding ring, since I couldn't afford one when we got married.

[ Something seems to occur to him, and he pauses, thinking. ]

Would it be better to try to find something else, though? I thought maybe if it were made from a part of me it would be more personal, but now that I say that, it sounds kind of off? The people here don't seem to mind it, but...

[ He trails off, glancing back over his shoulder at the shop behind him. ]

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no problem

[laminae]

[Fern can certainly relate to what Orpheus has been through, to some extent.]

it was a real important flower ok

[And he kiiiind of had a huge crush on PB at the time. Love makes you do stupid things.]

yeah, Hunson's king or whatever
right? he's a huge wad
his relationship with Marceline is really complicated

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ boy it sure does, huh ]

It must've been. Sorry you lost. And parents can be like that sometimes. Complicated, I mean, especially when they're gods or spirits.

[ Which - he assumes Hunson is? Being king of the realm of demons, and all that. ]

[laminae]

it's ok
i didn't die so it's whatever

yeah, and sometimes they're just huge dillweeds
they don't need to be gods or spirits to be dillweeds

[He knows that from personal experience.]

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus is just gonna... refrain from pointing out that you don't have to die to lose something important. He will stare off into space for a good solid minute before responding, though. It's not too noticeable, given how long it takes him to type even when he isn't doing that, at least. ]

Definitely not. I guess anyone can be complicated, or a dillweed. Sorry if you've had experience with that.

[laminae]

[It's fine, Orpheus. It's totally fine.]

it's cool
those people aren't here so that's a good thing at least?

[themuseabandonsyou]

I guess.

[ Not for the first time, Orpheus has to wonder what he'd do if his mother were to turn up here. She's more 'complicated' than 'dillweed' in his estimation, but even so. He's not sure how he'd handle it.

Either way, this is about the point where he realizes that he's turned the conversation uncomfortably heavy in a very public venue, and scrambles to change the subject. ]

What was so important about the flower, anyway?

[laminae]

it belonged to someone important to me
that's about it

[It could magically change your hairstyle, but he never learned that until after the whole Death mess. It being Bubblegum's was what mattered.]

[themuseabandonsyou]

That makes sense.

[ And Orpheus is maybe assuming it was a reminder of someone who passed on or went far away now, but that's beside the point. ]

What were the Dead Worlds like, though? If it's okay to ask. You said Death seemed okay?

[ That's... a little more than Orpheus can say for Hades, so maybe that means Fern's afterlife is a little nicer. ]

[laminae]

well i only went to one
it was dark and mostly full of sand and skeletons
so pretty boring overall?
nothing amazing

Death played the drumbs
he's a master of death metal
he also has a skull for a face and seemed pretty chill overall

hhhhhh notif troubles, apologies

[themuseabandonsyou]

Oh, there's more than one? Well, boring is better than some of the things it could be instead, at least.

What's death metal?

can we wrap this?

[laminae]

a type of music
really loud angry stuff
there's usually a lot of yelling