great to see you all again this week, and welcome back to
EPISODE 22.10! "my_house.AshTrLn part two: teeth."
[which, thankfully I didn't accidentally stream this time].
Fox's Overseer was at the dentist, so we got to shoot some extra footage at the house on ash tree lane, except with Eve now since she was here.
the team started out in the upstairs landing, Pixie still having an existential crisis exactly where they left off, in the office, quickly moving over to the master bedroom, finding a couple things, notably including
- a gun that should not fit in a bedside table drawer that small
- weirdness about how people store clothes because apparently drawers are suboptimal
- a concerning amount of pictures of the empress and the great revolutionary, all of which painted in a particularly gay way
the master bedroom itself is a weird mix of Imperial and National.
"We are fighting in a gay war" -E.U.L.R.-N4-09 "Eve"
"the lesbians are too powerful. Why do you think they're both Women? Wait I said that wrong" -K.L.B.R-C1-04 "BIRD"
[those were said in sequence btw.]
they also found
- obsidian when haves meat in it
and
- og Lilith's corpse in the bed, which is then helpfully removed by our "stage-hand", Adrian, aka "gas-mask guy" before Eve can dwell on it too much.
- one drawer was entirely empty, save for one singular grape.
- body armour
there is also possibly my worst environment yet in here.
CARPETED BATHROOM.
also including today's guest star, the black mold from J.K Rowling's flat. also the shag carpet in here? it's a living thing, one that accidentally gets killed by Pixie as she walks out. the air in there was a biohazard from the mold, don't worry too much.
the basement of the house wasn't much really? I mean yeah there was evidence that it was being used as a makeshift holding cell for a person here, and for a few minutes, the world outdoors turns to a civil war as the house starts trying to swallow them up, they manage to get out right before the floor just fucking disappears, and also THE HOUSE ITSELF, being replaced by a single door standing in an empty lot, while the other people on the street are now very confused as to what these three weird German robot people are doing here, so they escape through a hole in the fence at the back of the property, ending up on a rural road, next to a crashed car with a weird radioactive man and the equally weird contents of his car, like the pile of human hands, or the trunk filled to bursting with TEETH.
Möge das wachsame Auge der großen Revolutionäre euch Sicherheit bringen.
願皇后的祝福伴你一路前行
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