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[foreversembrace]

INVENTORY:


-A futuristic looking collar the aliens use to control their human pets will be already on his neck on arrival. The color (green or red) indicates the wearer’s mood. It’s not explicitly told how the collars work, but I’m choosing to play it as the “wearer/owner” of the collar cannot remove it themselves under any circumstance, but it can be removed by others. Wearer is likely subject to something akin to an electric shock or worse if they try to tamper with it.Can also be worn around the mouth as a form of gag.
-An electric guitar. It’s make and model seem like nothing from earth, and it likely works (somehow) on its own without needing an external power source (idk it’s aliens)
-A flower crown made from the fake flowers from Anakt Garden
-A pair of modern clothing from "home", the outfit he wears with the spray-painted shirt

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picking up till from daycare

[menophesto]

[ Mephisto is simply Scooped from his home when Moder comes to visit him. He doesn't complain or think anything of it. He's mostly just confused and sad. Until Moder informs Mephisto that this is for Till. They're going to pick him up and he's finally coming home???

...

Good. He has to yell at him. And maybe finally cry because he's felt a whole lot of nothing for this past forever that Till has been gone. ]

[foreversembrace]

[For Till, it's been...a weird experience.

Dying was...traumatizing, obviously, but it was almost...weirdly cathartic, in a fucked up way. Like, after living so much of his life anticipating his death on stage, there's this weird...almost relief in it finally happening, even if it's not permanent. Now he doesn't have to anticipate the unknown. He knows what dying is like, now.

He can't say he's a fan, but...he knows what it's like.

Even though he's uninjured sitting in the garden, he can still feel the phantom pains in his neck where he'd been bitten as fresh as if it had just happened. And now...he's not even sure how many days he's been awake for, just kindof here. Waiting.

There are others here, but he doesn't know them. He hasn't been alone at least, assured that he'd be back soon...and sure enough, he hears the sound of hoofsteps approaching, which prompts him to look just in time to see Moder stepping in with a little, familiar figure on her back.

It takes him a moment to struggle to his feet, still so tired.]

...Mephisto?

[menophesto]

[ Mephisto has a weird relationship with this whole death-revival thing. He can't say he's fond of losing people, but having them come back only to lose them again... hurts. He doesn't like this hurt. He wants it to stop, actually. With all that said, while he's internally happy and relieved to see Till, his face remains that mix of agitated/obviously fake happy that he usually wears.

How dare Till go and die??? ]

You're lucky I didn't leave Moder picking you up alone. You're quite handful. Идиот.

[foreversembrace]

[It's funny. He's heard him use that word enough times that he knows what it means, but he doesn't think he's actually that offended by it anymore. It's...a term of endearment. Or at least, Till finds himself endeared by it. It's yet more proof that he survived his ordeal, despite the fact it really feels like he shouldn't have.

He shuffles his way to Moder and Mephisto, feet dragging the ground. Even now he feels like a corpse just ambling its way along, despite being very much alive and in one piece.]

Sorry. Didn't mean to cause trouble.