annabelle–cane:

so you’re an old man in the victorian era, right? right. and you’ve got evil magic powers and you’re planning to destroy the world with your fucked up magic evil prison. so you give it a go and, whoops, everyone in the prison is dead and it sinks into the fucking swamp. we’ve all been there. but, hey, there’s an upside: if you go down into the swamp-prison and sit in a special chair you get to everything in the whole wide world! well. nowhere with no eyes or pictures of eyes around, nowhere that fucking clown and her posse shack up, not any of the tunnels around the swamp-prison, but whatever. a lot of stuff. and you’re like, great! I can work with this! but then you’re like “hang on. I’m super old and super about to die. I need to pull the ol’ ocular switcheroo.” but hey, this, too, has an upside: you can put your old man body in the special chair while your satellite body goes out and about. great! no more high-chair jail for jonah! but here’s my question: how does that work, like logistically. you’ve probably already picked a guy, right, so you bring him and a melon baller and the finest chloroform victorian medicine can provide somewhere private, you do the deed, you blink a few times and try to get used to the new digs, but now what. is your first warm up errand as this new guy lugging your old man kinda-corpse down into the swamp tunnels and putting it in the special boy high-chair? or did you do all of this in the old prison in the first place to make it easier? did you tell your young man friend “follow me through this trap door into the secret institute tunnels and keep walking with me for a suspicious amount of time”? like what was the game plan here. did your new host think he was about to fuck an old man in a creepy basement before you pulled out the weird spoon.