[ lizzie moves A Box and decides she is done and can delegate. it takes all of ten minutes for her to grow bored of that and off to the city proper she goes. she came for carnival and she lifted one whole box so technically she fulfilled the requirements to party and no one can stop her.

it's absolutely stupid of her to stop at a fortune teller after having just been harassed by a jinni but josie isn't here to be her impulse control so bad decisions bears it is. lizzie flips over the stars and immediately declares: ]

Wow thanks, Baba Yaga, that's super illuminating!

[ and flounces away. except now she is compelled to tell the truth. which is fine, in theory, because lizzie is a Mean Girl™ and prides herself on being brutally honest — which is just a clever way of being an asshole and getting away with being shitty — except lizzie is mean as a defense mechanism so telling the truth feels like cracking herself open and she hates it.

burning man sucks. ]

[ "it's so much fun!" they tell her and as much as lizzie wants to tell them to back off, she doesn't want to open her damn mouth right now so she lets them usher her into the hall of mirrors.

the first mirror makes her look like a squat blonde tweedledum and she can't help laughing. the second and third make her look as tall and lanky as slenderman and she pushes on, rolling her shoulders to rid herself of the heebie jeebies. the next one she is blue and she makes a noise like a hissing cat. ]

I refuse to be Smurfette!

[ it only grows worse the deeper she goes, mirrors that reflect every flaw, mirrors that reflect a life where hope has everything she wants, mirrors that reflect josie and make lizzie want to cry. after hurrying away from that one, lizzie finds herself completely lost, twisting and turning and only finding herself reflected back at her, whispering all the terrible awful things she hates about herself, a parade of intrusive thoughts.

her hands press to the mirror, magic shimmering under her fingertips and she screams ] Shut up! [ but she can't siphon the mirror and it only makes her more upset until she cracks and punches the mirror.

and goes flying across the room, hitting another mirror and crumpling on the floor like she's the one who has been hit. ]

( go where your heart takes you or hit me up on disco @ baleinette#3692 to plot or w/e, i'm game for monster fighting i'm just lazy )