Author: autokinetic	There are three Bells in Milliways. They want a fourth. A fifth. A sixth. A seventh. And then Downside is going down.
Author: self_composed	Be vewy vewy quiet. Stella's hunting Whistles.
Author: gunpowdergelatine	There is currently one alt of the Joker in this afterlife. He is in a stone box in a dark room in someone's basement, and he is crying.
Author: self_composed	Well, Stella can open the box and let him out. "What happened to you?" she asks softly, though she fears she already knows.
Author: gunpowdergelatine	He stares uncomprehendingly at her.
Author: self_composed	"I'm Bella. What's your name?" she tries.
Author: gunpowdergelatine	He shakes his head slowly.
Author: self_composed	"Can I call you Whistle, is that all right? You don't have to be stuck there anymore, me and a bunch of my friends have come to fix Downside," murmurs Bella. She touches his hand, half-reflexively.
Author: gunpowdergelatine	When she touches him, he wraps his hand around hers and squeezes hard. It takes him a few tries to form words. "I want to get out of here," he says hoarsely.
Author: self_composed	"Okay." Where to go, where to go - she winds up picking the office in the catacombs. Amariah has already been and gone about remodeling it. "Okay, here we are, now."
Author: gunpowdergelatine	He takes a deep breath and slowly lets go of her hand. "...Queenie," he says. "I was Queenie. For a while."
Author: self_composed	"Okay, Queenie. I came and found you special because I know a lot of versions of you from a bunch of other worlds."
Author: gunpowdergelatine	He smiles slightly. "Do ya now."
Author: self_composed	"Several. Nearly as many as I know copies of me. I think - I could be wrong, but I think - that one of them was stuck where you were stuck. She's okay now. You'll be okay too eventually."
Author: gunpowdergelatine	"Oh, sure I will," he says dismissively. "Any of these other me's around here?"
Author: self_composed	"Not here here. But -" She blinks, tilts her head; she's gotten a message - "In a while, probably a day or so, a bunch of us are going to have a party near where I live, and some of you will be there. I could bring you."
Author: gunpowdergelatine	"So," he says, watching her thoughtfully, "until then...?"
Author: self_composed	"You could go back to wherever you live - reside - here, if you like, or I could take you back to my world ahead of time and introduce you to the copy of you who lives there," shrugs Stella. "I don't know about long-term. I don't know how long ago you died or if there's anything much for you to go back to."
Author: gunpowdergelatine	"Oh, I don't want to go back," he says. "Why would I want to go back? I liked it here just fine until... mm. You know."
Author: self_composed	"I do know. You could also wait in Milliways until the party," shrugs Stella.
Author: gunpowdergelatine	"Hmm... think I'd rather go meet your me," he decides.
Author: self_composed	"Okay." [Jane?] Jane picks them up and puts them down in her installation point in the moon palace. [Alice, brought an alt of you home. He got grabbed by the same guy who got Shell Bell. Come visit?]
Author: edgeofyourseat	He teleports directly to hug.
Author: gunpowdergelatine	Queenie jumps a little, then bursts into giggles. "Look at you," he says delightedly. "Fluffy little thing, c'mere—" And now they're making out. Well, that was predictable.
Author: self_composed	Yep. Yep, that was predictable. Bella abandons Moonstone Palace to the cause and kicks back in Marspire. [Hey, Anna, Sandy, I met alts of you.]
Author: lookingforwardtoit	[Ooh, alts. Where?]
Author: self_composed	[The afterlife which me and the other Bells just went and remodeled. You want I should invite them to the giant party on Mars we're going to throw after some immediate tasks have been handled?]
Author: lookingforwardtoit	[Oooooh. Yes!]
Author: self_composed	[Will do.] Jane can relay the invitation by brainphone.
Author: lookingforwardtoit	[Awesome. So what are they like?]
Author: self_composed	[You and Anna are more of a match than Sandy and Chainsaw from what little I've seen, but, you know, they're yous. Like me and Juliet and Shell Bell and so on are each other.]
Author: lookingforwardtoit	[Uh-huh. So are they, you know...? Masochism parties?]
Author: self_composed	[They are professional masochism parties, except for the part where we fixed the place up and there is no longer a call for either of the operative professions.]
Author: lookingforwardtoit	Anna giggles. [What a shame! I wanna meet 'em.]
Author: self_composed	[I'll pass along the invitation to the party.]
Author: mind_game	Jane says: [Hey, Eights, and Chainsaw, you are both invited to the huge Bell party to take place on Mars, Eos in a few hours. Your Eos alts will be there.]
Author: lookingforwardtoit	[Count us in!] says Eights.
Author: self_composed	[They have,] says Stella when this is relayed back to her, [accepted the party invitation. We'll all assemble when everybody's finished with their more immediate tasks. We'll probably wind up waiting on Golden.]
Author: lookingforwardtoit	[Why, what's Golden up to?] asks Anna.
Author: self_composed	[She knows a lot more dead people than anybody else, so she's collecting them out of queue order.]
Author: lookingforwardtoit	[Gotcha.]
Author: self_composed	[If, by the way, you know any dead people, those can also be fetched out of queue order, but we are going to set up something systematic for larger numbers. I should probably call various Presidents and Prime Ministers of things.]
Author: lookingforwardtoit	[Sounds very empressy,] laughs Anna.
Author: self_composed	[Yes. Have I mentioned lately that I really like being empressy?]
Author: lookingforwardtoit	[Nooooooo,] says Anna. [I had no idea.]
Author: self_composed	Hee hee hee. Well, time to play politics. And meanwhile, because she thinks faster than all the politics people Earthside, she will set about conjuring up a pavilion for the party in the wilderness of Mars.