The Rich Aren’t People

???: Are you the teacher?

*thinks they are in daycare*

(They laugh a little bit. They’ve never been super good with kids.)

no, i’m not.

(Then, an idea comes to their mind. When they were talking about their past lives, Ragatha mentioned being a kindergarten teacher. Or maybe just studying early childhood education. Something like that. Maybe . . . maybe if they convince this kid this is just some sort of weird-looking daycare, that they’ll be able to go home eventually, then they’ll be fine.)

i can take you to go see the teacher, though.

???: but if i have a new name mama won't find me...

she will, little buddy.

Caine: *laughs*

Boy have i outdone myself!

*pops away*

(They sigh.)

*a new member appears in the circus, teleporting behind Zooble, they look like a small pre-school toy, they cower in fear away from everyone*

um. hey?

Buddy: *stumbles to door to open it as best they could, peaking through the small opening they made, face red from crying*

hey. are you doing ok?

Gangle: *shakes head and tightens her grip on Zooble*

...thank you...

"you've got six names and two pronoun sets in your bio, how should people refer to you?" easy. every time you want to talk to or about me you roll 1d6 for name and flip a coin for pronoun set. if you've got an INT stat of 15 or lower you also have to roll to see whether you survive my eldritch blast, but that's mostly unrelated

Caine: *tries to make funny faces to cheer him up, his eyes float out from his sides and roll as his tounge flails all over the place*

BUGABUGABUDEBUDEBOO!

Buddy: *just stares in confusion and horror*

-buddy anon

ok i think you’re scaring them.

M!A: *marches them towards the circus and breaks them through Gangle's room and pick her up*

Gangle: *woken up*

Wha.... zooble?

sorry. it’s the. the magic guy again. i’m not doing this. um, you should probably leave.

whatever...psionic blast

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