If he could hear

[fishy_go_byebye]

Your status is not quo.

[Spoken in the journal]

Your status is not quo.

[Written in the journal]

Your status is not quo.

[Drawn on walls in crayon and marker and something that looks suspiciously like spit before it dries.

Over and over and over again.]

Comments

[20thcentury]

[Well, that's apt, too!] That isn't very surprising.

I'm Jenny, me.

[fishy_go_byebye]

Hello Jenny-you. It's nice to meet you~

[Said with the deliberateness of one oft-reminded to say such things because they're polite.]

[20thcentury]

[Delirium's continued strangeness is beginning to grow on her a bit.]

It is nice to meet new people, isn't it?

[fishy_go_byebye]

There's always new little people.

[20thcentury]

What, you mean fairies? I've never met one.

[fishy_go_byebye]

They're not as nice as the new stories.

[20thcentury]

No, I reckon they wouldn't be. They don't really tell about stealing children and eating teeth anymore, do they?

[fishy_go_byebye]

Wicked witches and big bad wolves.

[20thcentury]

Bears and pigs, too. Anthropomorphic animals are usually quite popular with children.

I am so late. Later than late. Life ate me, and I am beyond sorry! Feel free to ignore :(

[fishy_go_byebye]

Secrets in suits.

[That renews her energy. Sends her back into her writing and throwing with a vigor.]

totally fine!! i'll backtag forver c:

[20thcentury]

[Jenny just stands back and lets her have at it!]

Do you think you'll ever finish?