[Now that he's feeling a bit better, Susan is starting to think about... Other things. Things like apologizing to the Ringmaster for some of the things he did before, since it turns out his opinion of her was all wrong.

And what better way to apologize than to give her a gift? It worked before, when he apologized to Sans for his brother, so it should at least help now.

Of course that still gives him a problem, namely that he doesn't actually know much about her. But what better way than to ask everyone else? Surely this will actually be helpful and not just be a big mess.]

What sorts of things does the Ringmaster like? Or, what do you think she would like?

This is Peridot: Your engineer and number-one gem speaking, interrupting your usual afternoon radio chatter with an urgent matter of utmost importance. SO LISTEN UP!

[She’ll pause briefly to give people more time to actually turn their radios up and listen properly, because she is actually dedicated to making sure that the whole carnival is on the same page with this.]

A-hem. Thank you. Now as some of you may already know, a small group of dedicated carnival members-- including yours truly—have been coordinating an effort to try and create a possible antidote to the venom of a certain detestable fae. You know the one. The clod that we were all EXTREMELY glad to see get his comeuppance at the hands of our great and wonderful Ringmaster.

Anyway. The Prince may be gone now, but unfortunately, his cruddy venom is still affecting a large percentage of the carnival staff. Worse yet-- through no fault of any of its founding members-- the original antidote team has made very little progress on manufacturing a cure. [Muttering:] Personally, I blame the fact that most of the people who would have been better suited to this work were also counted among those that were missing, but I digress! We did what we could with what we had, okay?!

[Mari is only kind of interrupting this time, but she’s a little more forceful than usual--and a little more animated than this really warrants. She’s just excited about having a new project.]

We've identified the basic problem: that the venom is affecting the soul of its victims and not just their bodies. Physical cures alone aren't going to cut it. We're gonna need magic, medicine, and metaphysical prowess, especially when it comes to souls and soul energy.

And while we can't make you do anything, not helping would be kind of an asshole thing to do right now.

The kind of asshole thing we’ll definitely remember.

[Somewhere off in the background, you can hear Peridot muttering:] Nyeh?

[Promise, threat, same thing.]

The good news is, we do have a new doctor to introduce! He's kind of our only doctor, really. But no one's died under his care yet, sooooo that's probably a good sign.

...take it away, doctor.

[There is a pause because Herbert is giving Mari an incredibly unimpressed look. But, like, fair, he guesses.]

My name is Herbert West, this… carnival’s new medic and as someone previously held captive by this ‘Prince’ I’ve only recently had the opportunity to begin my research into this unique affliction. I have education and previous experience in various forms of medicine and chemistry, especially in regards to specific aspects of pathology—however, I have never encountered… [He’s so reluctant. He is the MOST reluctant.] …what is referred to here as magic. Therefore, any help from those knowledgeable in that particular field and how it might interact with biomedical science, as well as any individuals who may have encountered artificially induced fossilisation in any form previously would be ideal.

Additionally, if you have been affected by the venom and you have yet to visit the medical tent I must insist you do so as soon as possible! My--our development of the cure depends upon data, and we cannot be aware of all the variables without access to each patient. As long as everyone cooperates we should be able to solve this in fairly short order.

Right, so. There you have it. We’ll turn the ‘floor’ over to the other workers who will be heading up some of the other research teams now, but the bottom line here is: We’re all gonna work together, come up with a cure to fix everyone, and it’s GONNA BE GREAT!

Goood eeeevening, everybody! Junko Enoshima, proud to introduce myself! Guess what? I got hired as a tailor in addition to doing makeup, SO, hooray?


[ She briefly switches to a gloomy voice ] A- ah... it's going to be so much hard work, managing both at the same time... am I really the kind of person to stretch myself out?


[ And now, a metal voice. these icons are just for show ]
Hell the FUCK I am! Which is why I'm propositioning all of your asses right now! I was the world's Ultimate Model, I know the ins and outs of every style of fashion on a regular how-do-you-do Earth to the fantasy worlds we envisioned. I can make ANYTHING. You keep adding to a drawing I make in a little notepad for your request and I can DO IT.


Of course, I will bleed you dry for this service. My talents belong to the carnival itself and any necessary work I am to do. To use its materials frivolously would be against the rules, especially if I were to make you a nice outfit with fabric ordered for a costume.

As a new arrival, there is not much I have that some of you who've stayed longer have. I will barter for goods primarily, and information if you have something big to tell me.


Anyone who tries to cheat me gets an ultra-punishment! Bye-!