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Joel @agentjoel.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

( swallowing. ) i dunno how to describe taste. it's the fuckin' bomb though, let me tell you.

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like alashand croisshant.

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( Already eating it. He fires flakes everywhere as he talks. ) Yesh. Ish preshy good. What aboushit?

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Why would I know anything about that? Ask a witch doctor, or a . . . Necrophile, or . . . Whatever.

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Okay, well, that person is super dead so I'd say 'what the fuck is a corpse doing here?'

Oh yes. Ohhhhhh yes. FUCK yes. This is my greatest work yet. This is a masterpiece. A GODSEND. A fuckin' . . . Magenta opal, or whatever! They're gonna write an Epic Rap Battles of History about me.

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oil lamp; A pile of rotted leather-bound books with the bindings completely eaten away, leaving only crumbling vellum pages covered in faded, sweeping iron gall calligraphy. )

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A taxidermy cabinet gone wrong -- Gross!; A massive locked chest (this she spent longer than she should admit trying to break open, just to find it full of old platters and candle snuffers); A rusted foot-warmer; Stacked storage crocks; A broken spinning wheel; broken Dutch gin bottles; A beaten up

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Really, some of this stuff should be in a museum. In the space of an hour or so, Daisy finds the following: A broken phonograph; Steamer trunks; A rusted wire-frame dress mannequin wearing a flapper dress; Tax ledgers that abruptly stop in 1929; A magic lantern projector; an iron "bath chair";

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( He searches for an answer among his stutters, but gives up and just takes another drag of his joint. ) Whatever . . . ( He gets to work scraping up ash from the floor, leaving Daisy to go through all the junk. The further from the steps she gets, the older the stuff is.

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Nah, dude. Burn baby burn. I've got tickets to see 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙗𝙩. (2010) with a chick in a couple hours.

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No, that was, uh, um, Chopsticks. That doll aged poorly. This is like one of them English ones, y'know? ( Tossing it into the fire. Flames lick at the paint, then the wood, but spit out the nails. Look behind the melting head -- You'll see the words 'M.R. HERRINGBONE 1923' written in neat ink. )

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We've gotta try and keep *some* stuff so Ajla thinks we *tried*. I'm starting to remember why Hassam told us not to chuck all our shit in the cellar. But, I mean, this can't *all* be ours, right? Like I don't remember this *freaky pupppet* . . .

I'm just sayin'. It's no fair tryna bring me into this shit when I'm getting none of the action!!! ( He tosses the match into the incinerator. ) Geez, lotta shit in here, huh?

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Matches your hair, y'know?

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( Lighting up. ) Is this kink shit?

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Hey, what're you gonna do?

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What I said! It's one word. It's, like, a company or somethi-- ( Seeing Ajla's face. ) Yeah! Okay! Incinerator. Can't wait to . . . Pick up ash and shit.

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You said Good-Will. It's Goodwill. One word.

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I dunno. I don't remember hearing that stuff. Well did we have to do this shit in APRONS AND GLOVES? It's fuckin' . . . ( Going to say gay, but thinking better of it. ) Ridiculous.

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He stops, turns around to look at Armand. Disgust's apparent on his face, maybe a little pity too. "A purpose?"

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Who gives a shit if you do or you don't?

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I literally just said! Nothing!

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Look, we both know those're crocodile tears. You don't get to call bullshit and then try it on. Can it!

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Yeah, and I said Bitch.

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"Y'know what? What you're doing?" He drops his cigarette and crushes it under his shoe. "It's fucking weird, man. Get a normal fucking hobby and leave the dude alone. Got it?" Starting to walk off.

"Care about him? What do you-- Ohhhhh." A laugh. "I get it. You're his stalker!"

"A vested interest? What? What does that even *mean*?"

I never do ANYTHING stupid!

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@agentdaisy.bsky.social Dude, I can't believe they've got us doing the fucking cleaning. What are we, peasants?

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Better sure than sorry, right?

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Can it. Go . . . Buy a soda or whatever.

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Yeah, yeah, she's fine, don't worry about the kid. Hey, why don't you and me go somewhere quieter and I can make sure whatever was in the water didn't leave a mark?

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Valerie's stupidity is LITERALLY cockblocking me right now.

That's Ozymandias. We did that in school.

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Haha, okay, sure . . . ( Taking off his shirt and flicking his wet hair around or whatever. He dives into the pool and searches the deep blue, coming up for air right in front of her. ) Don't worry. Whatever it is, it's gone. I scared it off. You're safe now.

Oh god. Oh fuck. I-- I have-- DUDE, I HAVEN'T FUCKED SINCE OBAMACARE!!!

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Valerie do NOT third wheel me right now I NEED this.

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