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Dead To Me: Foundry hasn’t got a nose anymore. Want a pic?

aCooooig: No.

Troy: I do. Send it to me privately.

Lodestar: What else hasn’t he got?

Dead To Me: No ears either. There’s a lot of gore, Star. It’s going to attract a cougar or a bobcat soon. It’s a miracle we haven’t already.

aCooooig: Bet it stinks.

Troy: It’s a good stink when it’s an enemy.

Lodestar: Hate to agree, but it is lol.

aCooooig: You’re gross.

Troy: We just have high nausea tolerances lmao.

Dead To Me: .

aCooooig: Great.

Troy: You safe if the wildlife is starting to encroach? They’re in hibernation though. Surely?

Dead To Me: That’s how bad the stink is lol. It’ll wake everything up in the vicinity soon.

aCooooig: Christ, are you safe?

Troy: Don’t insult her.

Lodestar: Of course she’s safe. It’s Dead To Me!

Dead To Me: I’d take a bow, but the only person who can see me is Foundry. Smythe’s eyes got eaten yesterday.

aCooooig: Oh Christ. I’m about to eat. I don’t need that imagery even if they fucking deserve it.

Troy: Don’t be a wimp.

aCooooig: I think I’ll accept that title for this conversation.

**aCooooig changes name to Wimp**

**Lodestar changes Wimp’s name to aCooooig**

Lodestar: You’re not a wimp. It’s not a bad thing to be intolerant to people’s faces being eaten by wild animals lol.

Lodestar: D, they’re dead, right?

Dead To Me: Foundry's got a couple hours left in him. Max. Not surprised this happened so fast tbh. They were literally open wounds. But the temperatures are frigid so I think they’re gonna freeze before the local animals get to enjoy a good meal.

Dead To Me: It’s a shame we couldn’t invite a scientist to this party to monitor what killed them first. There’s probably some kind of life lesson here.

aCooooig: Don’t piss off spies?

Lodestar: Hahahaha.

Lodestar: Right, we’re heading for Sunday dinner. So fuck off.

Dead To Me: I expect details.

Lodestar: You’ll get ‘em.

Lodestar: Stand by for evacuation, D.

Dead To Me: Copy that.

Troy: Later, fuckers.