villainy commenced [[1x1 w/ the-nug-king & hexspecs!]]

[grey matter]

"...Thank you, Three. I'll figure this out, somehow." Lucas sent a message... a multiple recipient one. "I guess I'll be heading toward the dorms. Lazarus, would you... want to come with? Or are you going to be busy?" he asked, having calmed down somewhat but his mind still bustled with this mess.

"I'd like that."

"Thank you..."

[[Timeskip? I think between Lucas gets some elaborate plan going and Lazarus is just trying to keep up with all the emails Celestine is sending about the new area.]]

[the-nug-king]

"I'll see you both later then."

((Yeah sure. For Three's conversation with Professor Ulik, how do you want that to go? She could probably give good advice for what to do if Lazarus and also Lucas decide to stay in Inamonth, possibly including building a kind of safe zone in it where stuff can't get messed up, but I'm not sure entirely how that world works?))

[grey matter]

Lucas had left the common room a while ago and spent about an hour and a half in his dorm, orchestrating a plan that had seemed just a tad unrealistic. Lazarus was still trying to keep up with all Celestine was sending him (apparently she made a friend from the much more normal world of Lucas's) while also getting resettled in.

With a knock on Lazarus's door, Lucas was beholding his laptop which was pulled up to a slideshow about his grand scheme of keeping things together emotionally.

"Behold," Lucas said, "the plan!"

"Oh, you actually made one? Cool. What do you have so far?"

"Well, first of all, there's 'take a night to actually try and figure out what emotions your having even further while supressing them for the bulk of today-'"

"That doesn't sound healthy."

"I'm doing what I must for this to not effect me as harshly, okay?" Lucas began moving on before Lazarus could object any further. "Anyways, after that, I have a few separate options for the morning. If I find that I'm feeling mostly normal, I'll go about business as usual. If I'm feeling oddly hopeful, I'll go about business as usual but just feeling better. If I'm upset, I'll just go cry in the shower because that is just about the most efficient way to cry. If-"

"I think I get it... but what's next?"

"Well, next is trying to figure out if my world counts as a part of Inamonth now or vice versa, and then trying to see if the will reading can happen on a weekend for sake of convenience, then I'll be having the most awkward family reunion... or maybe a very good one if we all agree at that point that our parents... were not... um... well..."

Lazarus gave a quiet nod.

"After that, I have a few more branching paths, such as, if the reunion goes not-horribly, then I continue a relationship with my sisters and we try to navigate these feelings as a family. If it goes very horribly, then... um... we awkwardly resume what was going on previously."

[[In Inamonth, nothing exists until defined... so maybe, like, they have to figure out how to "define" this, or maybe it just happens with the building/creation of the safe zone within. The weird also starts leaking out into the normal portions and but Inamonth gets a massive load of things defined because of the fusion with Lucas's world, so it kind of evens out leaning weird. I also managed to figure out a motto for Inamonth and the eventual Officially Fused World(s): "definitione nihil nisi," or something along the lines of "nothing exists except as defined."

edit: why i was suddenly reminded of this rp whenever this part came up im unsure but here it is anyways]]

[the-nug-king]

A message flashed up on their personal DarkBoard portals.

"Lucas. Lazarus.
I am afraid I am running somewhat late, but if you have the time, you may meet me at the gym now. I hope you are both coping well, and I have a couple of proposed solutions to your living situation.
Three."

[grey matter]

"Do you have time?" Lucas asked. "I have time, I'm going."

"I do as well."

The two made their way to the gym.

[the-nug-king]

Three was doing push-ups in the gym when they arrived.

"Hello. Sorry. My schedule's got busy again, so I'm attempting to multi-task. I spoke to Professor Ulik. Lazarus, if you wish to move dimension, she's giving me several brochures on worlds that may be appropriate. If, however, you wish to remain in your own awful world, I will be able to help build in some safety measures, to hopefully prevent it from doing something this disastrous again. How are you both?"

[grey matter]

"I'm fin-" Lucas started, before being interrupted by Lazarus.

"He isn't fine. I'm pretty fine though."

"Lazarus-"

"You aren't fine. You literally just detailed your plan of suppressing your emotions until you're going to sleep."

"I'm not fine, apparently, but I have a plan and things will... probably be fine."

[the-nug-king]

"That sounds like a fine plan to me. Is there anything I can do?"

((Three: wait suppressing your emotions is bad????))

[grey matter]

"Wait, you're okay with this?" Lazarus asked, indignantly and confused. "If... okay, maybe I'm not the most knowledgeable about this stuff, but I don't think that's healthy?"

"It isn't," Lucas admitted. "But back to the plan- I'm just going to distract myself for the most part today. So... any distractions you can offer would be nice, if you want to chat or just... anything, really."

[[You can throw Cazenar and Aurion in whenever, forgot to mention!]]

[the-nug-king]

"I'm fairly certain it is healthy, actually. As long as you do it properly, and keep them suppressed. I recommend you stop thinking of yourself as a person. That helps. You could join me in training, if you wish, or we could play the truth game. Lazarus, will you want to move back to your terrible world?"