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[Congratulations, you have found the intangible voicemail box of Bill Cipher. However you managed to find this nonexistent channel, only the hiss of static and what sounds suspiciously like distant screams will greet you.

ONE DOES NOT CONTACT A DREAM DEMON- HE contacts you. BUT With a well placed summon, screaming into the void, or perhaps if you have something of interest to offer, he just may just answer your call before you even make it. After all, Bill IS ALWAYS WATCHING...]

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[It's really hard to top visiting hell on the list of terrible things that have happened to the girl in Ryoko's room, but that's not stopping her from trying. See, ever since she noticed a certain page in her notebook, she's been curious about its origin.

It's not entirely hard to trace it back either. Some flipping back through the network's history, some messages passed back and forth through the mirrors, and she's got a relatively decent idea of what she's trying to contact. Of course, she really doesn't know what she's getting into, but that's the fun part.

So she'll grab a piece of paper, torn right from the notebook. In fact, it's the one with that curious message on it. What better one to use for drawing the right shape? She's not lamenting her inability to draw a straight line, but there are definitely some emotions involved about the whole situation. One primarily, Bill can probably guess. After all, it was in that message

And once the triangle's done, there's the oval added in the center! So now, all there's left to do is wait and...hope it works?

Nah. Not her style.]

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[It isn’t a true summon, not really; no incantation was spoken, no candles lit, and yet it isn’t long before Ryoko will feel the tug of Bill imposing his will to bend the shape of Wonderland’s reality. As the lights flicker—or did they?—the drawing on her page looks all the more real; between each blink the small dot of a pupil appears to gaze more into her direction.

A fine hiss of static will well up on the communicator on her person, but the resulting voice may as well be coming from the room itself for all the sense the physics of the room appear to be making.]

“WELL, WELL, WELL, couldn’t GET ENOUGH of our LAST CONVERSATION, eh, FORGET ME “KNOT”?

[Backwards whispers urge the girl to close her eyes… ease into sleep… a mere suggestion, nothing more.]

“OR PERHAPS.. INTRODUCTIONS ARE IN ORDER?”

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Oh right, where are my manners. I'm...

[There's just a grin here. It's a very uncharacteristic one for Ms. Otonashi, but it's there, so we'll just have to accept that it has something to do with her. And that suggestion's noted, but really, she couldn't be more awake at the moment. She feels like she's been sleeping for such a long time, how could she go back?

Oh okay, she'll sleep eventually, but for now, no way.]

Well, it's not important. You already know who I am, and from digging around, it was pretty easy to find out who you are. So I'm thinking we can skip that bit. Besides, the last time I introduced myself properly, it turned into a real mess, and I think I'd like to save those for later.

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“I LIKE YOUR PRIORITIES~”

[Bill mused taking in the girl before him. Yes, no question about it, this was definitely not the person he met before. The girl refused to succumb to sleep which meant there would be no face to face contact, but her sketching of his form and the audio he manipulated from her communicator served the function well enough.]

“FAR BE IT For ME to RESIST spreading a little CHAOS- buuuut I can RESPECT wanting to SA̸͜͠V̷̨O̵̡R the MOMENT.. If you know OF me, YOU KNOW WHAT I’M CAPABLE OF…”

[The paper almost appears to wink, a jovial quality overtaking his business-like tone.]

“WHAT CAN I DO YA FOR?”

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Oh I think we can do more than a little chaos, trust me on that one. I definitely plan to make sure that when this little bit part I'm playing is over and done with, everyone gets the chance to learn who the star of the show really is.

[She has so many plans for that day, which is also to say that she has no plans at all. There's so many variables, so many pieces, that even someone with her super analytical talent isn't sure how it'll all fall together and pan out.]

But enough about me, let's talk about you. You already know this of course, but being from a relatively normal world outside of the totally bizarre human experimentation, I don't have a lot of familiarity with things like you. But I saw this video of an old guy calling you charming and chaos incarnate, and I thought you myself, you know what? You have the opportunity to make a real friend here. Someone...not entirely like you, but if I were a freaky triangle monster and not my fashionable self, I'd hope someone would describe me the same way!

[That was a sentence all right, and she just keeps talking. Sorry, with how little screentime she gets compared to what's seen as her normal self, she's got to make the most of it!]

So I guess what I'm proposing is...oh my gosh, am I really asking you to be my friend? I can't believe it, that's so forward of me!

[She almost drops the paper while carrying on, but no, it's okay, she's still got it.]

I mean ultimately our goals don't entirely line up, but there's no reason why we can't help each other out, right? Up until I stab you, you stab me, however it all shakes out!

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"EHEHE, SIXER always DID have A WAY WITH WORDS."

[That old son of a gun. Bill pretends to wipe a tear from his eye, gazing off dreamily. The paper beginning to fall causes him to wobble mildly but by the time she corrects the oversight, she'll find Bill leaning casually on his cane.]

"RIGHT RIGHT, YOU SCRATCH MY BACK, I DON'T EVISCERATE YOURS; You KNOW YOUR STUFF, SISTER! I like that. And to SHOW MY SUPPORT I'll CLUE YOU IN on a LITTLE SOMETHING."

[Considering the girl is this easy to befriend he would be a fool not to, it is not as if she is the first to pledge some temporary loyalty as his fan. If Bill has to thank the Pines for anything in this outfit, it's that he is allowed to be openly infamous. Opportunities like this would were all the sweeter when he didn't have to play innocent.]

"If YOU'RE a FAN of MAKING FRIENDS by WRITING to THEM, YOU'LL find MORE PEOPLE SYMPATHETIC to OUR ah- SHALL we say- BRAND OF FUN, Mirrorside."

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Oh believe me, I know. Little Ms. Pitiful's notebook is handy enough, sure, but she misses things, so it's nice having someone on the other side to keep an eye out. It's like having a sister, only she's not a complete disappointment.

[Don't worry Bill, she's got you, she's not going to drop the paper.

And hey, look at that, it just got some really important information known to almost nobody here. See, Bill, she likes you enough to cut you in on the really interesting stuff.]

Still, I could always try and make more friends. I'm good at that. Show me another Super High School Level student that made an entire class her friends the same day they tried to get rid of her and I'll...show you a picture of me.

[She thought it was funny, okay? So she's going to laugh about it.]

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[The laughter is amusing enough, Bill's eye crinkles upward in something akin to satisfaction. Properly held once more, his posture relaxes, his gaze occasionally drifting to follow wherever the girl's footsteps are taking them.]

"I'D SAY a GAL LIKE THAT is one that OUGHT to STICK AROUND!"

[It's an interesting buffet of intel indeed. So the mirror is on their side, supposedly? That's one more ally Bill can chalk up to the glass lives locked between their dimensions.]

"EVERYONE loves a good TRAGEDY- and they LOVE the ones that OVERCOME them MORE~"

[No doubt that bizarre twist of human nature aided in such an event.]

"That REFLECTED FRIEND of YOURS. She ALSO KEEN on.. TAKING NOTES?"

[One pitiful half switching at an inopportune moment was manageable, but if the mirror also had this same dual consciousness, it would be unwise to leave such potential unchecked.]

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When it suits her. I hate to say it, but even as a bit character, someone like Ryoko Otonashi is one of a kind. There's no understudy waiting in the wings to replace her. Not on this side, or on the other.

[No, her amnesia's rather...convenient. It wouldn't serve much of a purpose in the Mirror World, so it's not exactly surprising it wasn't duplicated.]