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I hate being an adult.

[ The woman on the other end pouts. Why, her lip's even quivering a little! ]

When you're a kid everyone says — go after your dreams! Like that will make you happy. They never tell you what happens if it doesn't.

[ A violin appears in the woman's hands. With it, she begins to play a melancholy little melody. Now that she's letting more of herself be seen, it's clear that this is Cyd speaking, but everything's a little bit off. There's the obvious oddity of her outfit: a white and red fantasy-themed little number with a skirt so short she wouldn't even dare to wear it in real life. There are little things, too: A sharp eye might notice that her super-straight hair is suddenly curled, she's wearing a bit more makeup, and despite the harsh things she's saying about herself? She seems much, much more confident. ]

Spoilers, here's how it goes: your dream job turns dead-end. You start dating a jerk who's just using you and you're way too stupid to see it. To sum it all up, everything sucks. So what do you do? You retreat into a little fantasy world. Tell yourself that it's okay because at least there you're not alone. You have friends. Who are somehow even more pathetic than you, but hey, beggars can't be choosers! Right?!

[ Such a bitter laugh. ] Who are you kidding?

Without The Game, without your friends, you're nothing.

[ The Other Cyd stops playing and — suddenly — smiles. ] But I know how to fix that.
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[ There's a wide-eyed woman staring right into the camera. She's taking deep, calming breaths but they don't seem to be doing her much good judging by all the other tell-tale signs of anxiety: they way her hands are running through her red hair at a rapid rate, how's she biting her lip so hard it's about to bleed, and then when she does speak? It sounds like the poor thing is on the verge of tears. ]

This— can't— what—

[ Another deep breath. One that seems to work this time. Followed by a wide, nervous smile. ]

Hey, whoever is out there... hopefully there's someone... my name is Co- er, Cyd! Cyd Sherman. Um, I'm wondering if anyone could tell me how to get home? I mean, I was about to head home from MegaGame-O-RamaCon, but now I'm... here. Wherever here is. And I'm supposed to start my new job tomorrow, so obviously, this is really not a good time and I– I'm very flattered and all, but—

[ She turns the camera towards a magic staff that's lying on the floor of the Porter Room. The view's a little shaky since her hands are, well, trembling. ]

Okay, what is that doing here?! Guys, is this just your idea of a prank?! Because if it is, I— okay, okay. We all know I'm going to cry. But then I'm going get to really mad! I mean, seriously, I expected better of you. Yes. Even you, Bladezz.

And, uh — Vork, Clara, Tink, Zaboo? Y- you guys are starting to scare me with this total silence thing. I mean, I'm mad at you and all, but... still. Say something.


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