THE SECOND VICTIM

[monoguests]

[Hey, it's finally a Friday! Yes, finally here, Friday... and nothing seems particularly off at first brush.

Though... after the previous night's concert, the lack of music is a little more striking. It's a sunny day, at least, and it didn't rain the previous day, so perhaps that's not as ominous as it seems, but... you might want to look around anyway. Something might be a little deader than the Boos of World 2.]

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[hopelessnecromantic]

[Someone does happen to be in the gallery, and it's Betrayus. He looks perplexed, and when he sees Yomiel he approaches him right away.]

You! Banana haired sunglasses man! This... may be a strange question, but have you by any chance seen an extra set of my clothes? I put them in the wash last night but when I went to get them this morning they were nowhere to be found!

[The laundry room was awful mess too. Sheesh, what's wrong with some people?]

At the moment I'm assuming someone may have taken and hid them somewhere, just to torment me! Bet it was that blasted hedgehog...

[theothersissel]

It's Yomiel.

[If it isn't his favorite ghost dweeb. Yomiel lets out a sigh. Out of all the people he wants to deal with, it's not this guy.]

And your clothes? Honestly, I have no idea. What did they look like? Something just as ridiculous as the stuff you got on, I'm guessing?

[hopelessnecromantic]

Whatever.

[Hey, he never said he wanted to deal with you either!]

They're exactly the same as what I'm wearing right now!

Might I ask what you find so "ridiculous" about my clothes?

[theothersissel]

Oh, so just a copy of it? Huh. Dunno, then. Maybe somebody wanted to dress up as a ghost moron for Halloween.

[He smirks, but anyways, maybe this isn't the time to heckle ghost nerds.]

Why are you here in the gallery? You don't think your clothes wandered all the way out here, did you?

[hopelessnecromantic]

Hilarious. You should do stand-up!

[That acidic sarcasm should confirm yes, definitely not the time.]

Who knows where they could be if someone stole them?! They could be hanging up as a flag somewhere for all I know!

[theothersissel]

Nah, don't have the time to.

[He shrugs.]

What places have you checked so far?

[hopelessnecromantic]

Just the laundry room - which is an utter disaster, by the way, apparently SOME people were raised in a garbage dump - the library, and here. I woke up a little early to get my clothes but when I couldn't find them I started looking elsewhere.

[theothersissel]

Hm. And you haven't seen anyone besides me, huh?

[hopelessnecromantic]

Not a soul! Unsurprising, consider most everyone else was likely asleep!

[theothersissel]

What did you need your outfit so badly for? I mean, you could've just slept longer, why get up so early?

Did you get some stains on the one you had and desperately needed some clothes, or what?

[hopelessnecromantic]

Ironically... I was worried someone would take them.

[insert sad trombone here

He's never been a particularly lucky guy, Yomiel. Cut him a break.]

[theothersissel]

[WOW. Wow.]

And that's...exactly what happened.

[A pause.]

Wait, why were you worried someone would take them? Literally no one here wants to dress like you.

[hopelessnecromantic]

It's... a long story...

[Let's just say he and his brother went to summer camp once as kids. Guess who had their stuff stolen frequently and was easily pranked and picked on the most?
Here's a hint: It wasn't his brother.]

[theothersissel]

[what a nerd]

Whatever. Who knows, maybe your outfit will turn up where you least expect it.