[The Witch of Misfortune can be easily found wandering around, mostly in the Master Bedroom. Though seems she'll easily stop whatever she's doing and chat with you, at least...]
I know it was unbearable and you wanted to throw it all away. You told me it was painful, but you don't have to face it alone. I'm here. I can help you.
[As he touches her - for a moment, the illusion covering her is stripped away, and he sees the burnt skin of a corpse where he hugs, sheer black and brittle from the fire that burnt it to near charcoal.
Yet, impossibly - that same burnt body shoves him away, the illusion of healthy skin sliding back into place as she holds herself, screaming-]
GET OUT!!
[And he finds himself catapulted backwards, out of the room, as her door slams shut and that horrible burning sensation fades.]
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I suppose I can humor you for a little while.
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no it's just normal chocolate chip ones with oatmeal. Totally normal and soft in the middle. ]
You should let me know if you have anything you want to try! I want to keep getting better so Little Chef will be proud.
[ :D ]
I wanted to ask if you know about my powers.
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She stops, as he says that, merely looking over at him.]
And just what, exactly, do you think I should know about them?
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[ Tapping his own chest over his heart. ]
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[She....looks shocked? And then...She starts clutching her head.]
I-I'm....not missing anything...I-I am Nirrti, the Witch of Misfortune. Nothing more, nothing less.
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[She screams, physically backing away from him, shaking as her flames, cold and cruel, wreathe her entire body.]
I am Myself! Stop it - don't say I'm anything else! I am the Witch of Misfortune, the cruel and horrible being that plays with human liiiiiiiiiiives!!
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[ Stepping closer. ]
I know it was unbearable and you wanted to throw it all away. You told me it was painful, but you don't have to face it alone. I'm here. I can help you.
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[As he steps closer, she lashes out with her hand - and when it touches him, he feels the sensation of fire burning his entire body.
It's not happening, of course - he is perfectly fine, physically, but the pain of it is there, intense and agonizing.]
1/3
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done
Gripping his hands into fists before he moves in close to try to hug her. He's been torn apart and broken before...
He can try to endure this too... ]
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[As he touches her - for a moment, the illusion covering her is stripped away, and he sees the burnt skin of a corpse where he hugs, sheer black and brittle from the fire that burnt it to near charcoal.
Yet, impossibly - that same burnt body shoves him away, the illusion of healthy skin sliding back into place as she holds herself, screaming-]
GET OUT!!
[And he finds himself catapulted backwards, out of the room, as her door slams shut and that horrible burning sensation fades.]