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[prettypurpleparlor]

[The handwriting on the rock is Muffet's usual delicately intricate purple script, for once posing a question of her own instead of replying to someone else:]

When you first arrived here, what do you wish people had told you? What were the questions that would have been the most helpful to have answered?

Alternately, for those only recently arrived, what questions would you most like to ask those of us who have been here longer?

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[prettypurpleparlor]

[That certainly works out- Muffet passes by the rock again relatively soon, as she's often traveling around the island for one reason or another. Seeing someone sitting right by the message she left, she has an inkling that this is likely her erstwhile conversation partner, and greets him with a playful smile.]

Hello, dearie. My name is Muffet, I don't believe we've met... at least, not in person.

[covertizer]

Hello.

[ Ah, his elaborate plan of just sitting where he was until someone showed up worked. Wonderful. He waves a little, hiding a grin behind his other hand. ]

I don't believe we've met face to face before either. The pleasure's all mine.

[prettypurpleparlor]

My, how sweet of you to say. Might I ask the name of such a charming fellow?

[She's having fun, really- it's nice to be a little silly sometimes, with how serious everything on this island can get.]