[As far as Rose can figure, there are only two explanations for this scenario.
Option one: everything that just happened was completely real, and she is now completely sober, stuck in a town with citizens more unsettling than the many-limbed beings from the outer ring.
Option two: she is in fact in so drunk that she is imagining this all in some alcohol-induced stupor, and she is currently lying on the tiled floor of the meteor with a wine bottle in hand, possibly seconds away from liver failure.
She isn't sure which reality she's hoping for. Still, as long as she is here, she might as well gather intel. If this is a dream, then she'll have a fascinating look into her own psyche; if not, then she gets more information and can form a plan of action. She keeps a keen eye out for anybody who isn't wearing the same unsettling smile that most of the town's citizens are, and as soon as she spots someone, she makes her approach.]
Excuse me. Does something seem a little... off to you?
Rose Lalonde | Homestuck
Option one: everything that just happened was completely real, and she is now completely sober, stuck in a town with citizens more unsettling than the many-limbed beings from the outer ring.
Option two: she is in fact in so drunk that she is imagining this all in some alcohol-induced stupor, and she is currently lying on the tiled floor of the meteor with a wine bottle in hand, possibly seconds away from liver failure.
She isn't sure which reality she's hoping for. Still, as long as she is here, she might as well gather intel. If this is a dream, then she'll have a fascinating look into her own psyche; if not, then she gets more information and can form a plan of action. She keeps a keen eye out for anybody who isn't wearing the same unsettling smile that most of the town's citizens are, and as soon as she spots someone, she makes her approach.]
Excuse me. Does something seem a little... off to you?