*Sure, heres my current actives* *And i may intro someone in a bit, depending on how soon i can finish up the revision*
Ace is annoyed at the cop shaking him down
Rija is recovering from being punched
-open slot-
*Hmmm...*
Bitrelyn is sitting on the roof, watching the sunset.
Egrien is reading in the main room, sipping on a mug of spiced apple cider.
Reirlin/Kat'Chka/Yazrin are all interchangeable. (A.K.A., you chose from those guys.)
Description?
*5'7 Aasimar with russet-gold wings, flowing spell robes colored in shades of tan and gold with a crystal-tipped wand on his belt. Sorry took awhile, I was trying to redo his hero forge.*
*Its chill, i've been a bit late myself*
Ace sighs as he walks past him, looking over his shoulder at the book, "Watcha reading?"
"Mordenkainen's musing on the Multiverse." He says simply. He pulls an ornate bookmark with gold on it and a tassel made of rose gold thread out of his robes and slides it in before closing the book. "Why?" He asks as he turns around to face Ace.
"Meh, i'm bord, and i was curious" He says, "Never heard of that book before."
"Not entirely surprised. It's a high-level book in regards to theories of magic and the Multiverse itself." He takes another sip of his mug. "I'm Egrien, by the way."
"I'm Echo. My friends call me Ace." He says, "It makes sense i wouldn't know that then, i don't study magic or the multiverse."
He smiles. "Pleasure to meet you then, Ace. Anything I can help you with?" He shifts a little, and his wings unfurl a bit.
"Not exactly. I'm doing good so i don't need help with anything," He says, poking their wings
The feathers are extraordinarily soft, softer than anything Ace has felt, most likely, and almost have a silky or satiny texture. They also seem to radiate warmth. He chuckles. "That's very good to hear."
"Yeah, i guess it is." He says, grabbing the wings, though not hard
He chuckles. He glares slightly at Ace, but he doesn't really have and force behind it. Those are a little...sensitive...
"what is, these?" He asks, moving the wings up and down with a small amount of force
His eyes get a bit bigger, and he nods.
"Interesting," He says, though doesn't stop
*We need to be careful...*
His breathing is coming a bit harder. Please...please stop...
*???*
"Why, I won't hurt them." Ace says, smiling a bit
*Remember the warning?*
I...I don't doubt that...
*Wha? I am very confused.*
"Great, then theres no issue with me continueing," He says, continueing to mess with their wings
*Ahem...all the stuff from the mods. Egrien's wings are sensitive...*
Please...stop...
*But if you want this to go that way, there are PM's for that...but I wanted some normal RP for once, lol.*
*...am i missing something? Yeah, i'm missing something*
*I'm not trying to take it to PMs????*
"Why?" Ace asks, a small amount of electricity running along the tips of his fingers, though its not a high enough voltage to cause any sort of harm
*Yeah...*
*Good.*
Egrien's eyes go wider, and his breathing comes a little harder. Suddenly, he closes his eyes and stands up, folding his wings back in behind him. "As much as I was enjoying that, Ace...No." His robes flare out as he spins and starts to walk away.
*.......... i need to figure stuff out easier*
Ace looks a bit confused, "Aw, why? Is that like, a cultural thing or something?" he asks, following him, but not grabbing his wings anymore
*Sure, heres my current actives* *And i may intro someone in a bit, depending on how soon i can finish up the revision*
Ace is annoyed at the cop shaking him down
Rija is recovering from being punched
-open slot-
*Hmmm...*
Bitrelyn is sitting on the roof, watching the sunset.
Egrien is reading in the main room, sipping on a mug of spiced apple cider.
Reirlin/Kat'Chka/Yazrin are all interchangeable. (A.K.A., you chose from those guys.)
Description?
*5'7 Aasimar with russet-gold wings, flowing spell robes colored in shades of tan and gold with a crystal-tipped wand on his belt. Sorry took awhile, I was trying to redo his hero forge.*
*Its chill, i've been a bit late myself*
Ace sighs as he walks past him, looking over his shoulder at the book, "Watcha reading?"
"Mordenkainen's musing on the Multiverse." He says simply. He pulls an ornate bookmark with gold on it and a tassel made of rose gold thread out of his robes and slides it in before closing the book. "Why?" He asks as he turns around to face Ace.
"Meh, i'm bord, and i was curious" He says, "Never heard of that book before."
"Not entirely surprised. It's a high-level book in regards to theories of magic and the Multiverse itself." He takes another sip of his mug. "I'm Egrien, by the way."
"I'm Echo. My friends call me Ace." He says, "It makes sense i wouldn't know that then, i don't study magic or the multiverse."
He smiles. "Pleasure to meet you then, Ace. Anything I can help you with?" He shifts a little, and his wings unfurl a bit.
"Not exactly. I'm doing good so i don't need help with anything," He says, poking their wings
The feathers are extraordinarily soft, softer than anything Ace has felt, most likely, and almost have a silky or satiny texture. They also seem to radiate warmth. He chuckles. "That's very good to hear."
"Yeah, i guess it is." He says, grabbing the wings, though not hard
He chuckles. He glares slightly at Ace, but he doesn't really have and force behind it. Those are a little...sensitive...
"what is, these?" He asks, moving the wings up and down with a small amount of force
His eyes get a bit bigger, and he nods.
"Interesting," He says, though doesn't stop
*We need to be careful...*
His breathing is coming a bit harder. Please...please stop...
*???*
"Why, I won't hurt them." Ace says, smiling a bit
*Remember the warning?*
I...I don't doubt that...
*Wha? I am very confused.*
"Great, then theres no issue with me continueing," He says, continueing to mess with their wings
*Ahem...all the stuff from the mods. Egrien's wings are sensitive...*
Please...stop...
*But if you want this to go that way, there are PM's for that...but I wanted some normal RP for once, lol.*
*...am i missing something? Yeah, i'm missing something*
*I'm not trying to take it to PMs????*
"Why?" Ace asks, a small amount of electricity running along the tips of his fingers, though its not a high enough voltage to cause any sort of harm
*Yeah...*
*Good.*
Egrien's eyes go wider, and his breathing comes a little harder. Suddenly, he closes his eyes and stands up, folding his wings back in behind him. "As much as I was enjoying that, Ace...No." His robes flare out as he spins and starts to walk away.
*.......... i need to figure stuff out easier*
Ace looks a bit confused, "Aw, why? Is that like, a cultural thing or something?" he asks, following him, but not grabbing his wings anymore
*lol. I tried being as blunt as possible without outright saying it.*
Egrien is getting a little frustrated, although it seems to be as much at the situation and himself as with Ace. He starts walking a little faster. If you wanted to know why...well, I can't say in public, Ace. He opens the door and unfurls his wings as soon as he gets outside, getting ready to take off.
*Sure, heres my current actives* *And i may intro someone in a bit, depending on how soon i can finish up the revision*
Ace is annoyed at the cop shaking him down
Rija is recovering from being punched
-open slot-
*Hmmm...*
Bitrelyn is sitting on the roof, watching the sunset.
Egrien is reading in the main room, sipping on a mug of spiced apple cider.
Reirlin/Kat'Chka/Yazrin are all interchangeable. (A.K.A., you chose from those guys.)
Description?
*5'7 Aasimar with russet-gold wings, flowing spell robes colored in shades of tan and gold with a crystal-tipped wand on his belt. Sorry took awhile, I was trying to redo his hero forge.*
*Its chill, i've been a bit late myself*
Ace sighs as he walks past him, looking over his shoulder at the book, "Watcha reading?"
"Mordenkainen's musing on the Multiverse." He says simply. He pulls an ornate bookmark with gold on it and a tassel made of rose gold thread out of his robes and slides it in before closing the book. "Why?" He asks as he turns around to face Ace.
"Meh, i'm bord, and i was curious" He says, "Never heard of that book before."
"Not entirely surprised. It's a high-level book in regards to theories of magic and the Multiverse itself." He takes another sip of his mug. "I'm Egrien, by the way."
"I'm Echo. My friends call me Ace." He says, "It makes sense i wouldn't know that then, i don't study magic or the multiverse."
He smiles. "Pleasure to meet you then, Ace. Anything I can help you with?" He shifts a little, and his wings unfurl a bit.
"Not exactly. I'm doing good so i don't need help with anything," He says, poking their wings
The feathers are extraordinarily soft, softer than anything Ace has felt, most likely, and almost have a silky or satiny texture. They also seem to radiate warmth. He chuckles. "That's very good to hear."
"Yeah, i guess it is." He says, grabbing the wings, though not hard
He chuckles. He glares slightly at Ace, but he doesn't really have and force behind it. Those are a little...sensitive...
"what is, these?" He asks, moving the wings up and down with a small amount of force
His eyes get a bit bigger, and he nods.
"Interesting," He says, though doesn't stop
*We need to be careful...*
His breathing is coming a bit harder. Please...please stop...
*???*
"Why, I won't hurt them." Ace says, smiling a bit
*Remember the warning?*
I...I don't doubt that...
*Wha? I am very confused.*
"Great, then theres no issue with me continueing," He says, continueing to mess with their wings
*Ahem...all the stuff from the mods. Egrien's wings are sensitive...*
Please...stop...
*But if you want this to go that way, there are PM's for that...but I wanted some normal RP for once, lol.*
*...am i missing something? Yeah, i'm missing something*
*I'm not trying to take it to PMs????*
"Why?" Ace asks, a small amount of electricity running along the tips of his fingers, though its not a high enough voltage to cause any sort of harm
*Yeah...*
*Good.*
Egrien's eyes go wider, and his breathing comes a little harder. Suddenly, he closes his eyes and stands up, folding his wings back in behind him. "As much as I was enjoying that, Ace...No." His robes flare out as he spins and starts to walk away.
*.......... i need to figure stuff out easier*
Ace looks a bit confused, "Aw, why? Is that like, a cultural thing or something?" he asks, following him, but not grabbing his wings anymore
*lol. I tried being as blunt as possible without outright saying it.*
Egrien is getting a little frustrated, although it seems to be as much at the situation and himself as with Ace. He starts walking a little faster. If you wanted to know why...well, I can't say in public, Ace. He opens the door and unfurls his wings as soon as he gets outside, getting ready to take off.
*I'm just... whats the word for when you don't understand stuff easy? Dent?? Daft?*
"I'm a bit confused," Ace says, still following him.
*btw, character intro time since theres atleast one person online now :D:* *This guy was introed before, but ended up flopping, probably cause i played them wrong, so now i'm fixing that*
A youngish gnome enters the tavern, looking to be in about his high teens in human years (I'd say 19-20, but translating to gnome years its much higher). He's around 5'1", with pale skin, short blonde hair, and heterochromia in his eyes, being green and blue. He looks around the tavern, carrying a small backpack with him, which seems to be packed with stuff. He walks into the main room of the tavern, setting his bag down at a table and sitting on a chair
*btw, character intro time since theres atleast one person online now :D:* *This guy was introed before, but ended up flopping, probably cause i played them wrong, so now i'm fixing that*
A youngish gnome enters the tavern, looking to be in about his high teens in human years (I'd say 19-20, but translating to gnome years its much higher). He's around 5'1", with pale skin, short blonde hair, and heterochromia in his eyes, being green and blue. He looks around the tavern, carrying a small backpack with him, which seems to be packed with stuff. He walks into the main room of the tavern, setting his bag down at a table and sitting on a chair
*Tall gnome!*
Kat'Chka regards the newcomer curiously, his second set of arms still rapidly tinkering with random pieces of scrap metal. Silversilk, a large mechanical spider, rests next to his feet under the table.
*btw, character intro time since theres atleast one person online now :D:* *This guy was introed before, but ended up flopping, probably cause i played them wrong, so now i'm fixing that*
A youngish gnome enters the tavern, looking to be in about his high teens in human years (I'd say 19-20, but translating to gnome years its much higher). He's around 5'1", with pale skin, short blonde hair, and heterochromia in his eyes, being green and blue. He looks around the tavern, carrying a small backpack with him, which seems to be packed with stuff. He walks into the main room of the tavern, setting his bag down at a table and sitting on a chair
*Tall gnome!*
Kat'Chka regards the newcomer curiously, his second set of arms still rapidly tinkering with random pieces of scrap metal. Silversilk, a large mechanical spider, rests next to his feet under the table.
*TALL GNOME!!! I just don't like being 3-4 ft for some reason, so... i made them taller for this character*
"Hello," They say in gnomish, walking over to their table
*btw, character intro time since theres atleast one person online now :D:* *This guy was introed before, but ended up flopping, probably cause i played them wrong, so now i'm fixing that*
A youngish gnome enters the tavern, looking to be in about his high teens in human years (I'd say 19-20, but translating to gnome years its much higher). He's around 5'1", with pale skin, short blonde hair, and heterochromia in his eyes, being green and blue. He looks around the tavern, carrying a small backpack with him, which seems to be packed with stuff. He walks into the main room of the tavern, setting his bag down at a table and sitting on a chair
*Tall gnome!*
Kat'Chka regards the newcomer curiously, his second set of arms still rapidly tinkering with random pieces of scrap metal. Silversilk, a large mechanical spider, rests next to his feet under the table.
*TALL GNOME!!! I just don't like being 3-4 ft for some reason, so... i made them taller for this character*
"Hello," They say in gnomish, walking over to their table
Kat'Chka cocks his head to the side, clicking a little. "I am afriad I don't speak gnomish..." He says in a very thick accent.
*btw, character intro time since theres atleast one person online now :D:* *This guy was introed before, but ended up flopping, probably cause i played them wrong, so now i'm fixing that*
A youngish gnome enters the tavern, looking to be in about his high teens in human years (I'd say 19-20, but translating to gnome years its much higher). He's around 5'1", with pale skin, short blonde hair, and heterochromia in his eyes, being green and blue. He looks around the tavern, carrying a small backpack with him, which seems to be packed with stuff. He walks into the main room of the tavern, setting his bag down at a table and sitting on a chair
*Tall gnome!*
Kat'Chka regards the newcomer curiously, his second set of arms still rapidly tinkering with random pieces of scrap metal. Silversilk, a large mechanical spider, rests next to his feet under the table.
*TALL GNOME!!! I just don't like being 3-4 ft for some reason, so... i made them taller for this character*
"Hello," They say in gnomish, walking over to their table
Kat'Chka cocks his head to the side, clicking a little. "I am afriad I don't speak gnomish..." He says in a very thick accent.
"Sorry," He says, switching to common, "Hi there."
*btw, character intro time since theres atleast one person online now :D:* *This guy was introed before, but ended up flopping, probably cause i played them wrong, so now i'm fixing that*
A youngish gnome enters the tavern, looking to be in about his high teens in human years (I'd say 19-20, but translating to gnome years its much higher). He's around 5'1", with pale skin, short blonde hair, and heterochromia in his eyes, being green and blue. He looks around the tavern, carrying a small backpack with him, which seems to be packed with stuff. He walks into the main room of the tavern, setting his bag down at a table and sitting on a chair
*Tall gnome!*
Kat'Chka regards the newcomer curiously, his second set of arms still rapidly tinkering with random pieces of scrap metal. Silversilk, a large mechanical spider, rests next to his feet under the table.
*TALL GNOME!!! I just don't like being 3-4 ft for some reason, so... i made them taller for this character*
"Hello," They say in gnomish, walking over to their table
Kat'Chka cocks his head to the side, clicking a little. "I am afriad I don't speak gnomish..." He says in a very thick accent.
"Sorry," He says, switching to common, "Hi there."
"Greetings. I am Kat'Chka. Is there something I can help you with?"
*btw, character intro time since theres atleast one person online now :D:* *This guy was introed before, but ended up flopping, probably cause i played them wrong, so now i'm fixing that*
A youngish gnome enters the tavern, looking to be in about his high teens in human years (I'd say 19-20, but translating to gnome years its much higher). He's around 5'1", with pale skin, short blonde hair, and heterochromia in his eyes, being green and blue. He looks around the tavern, carrying a small backpack with him, which seems to be packed with stuff. He walks into the main room of the tavern, setting his bag down at a table and sitting on a chair
*Tall gnome!*
Kat'Chka regards the newcomer curiously, his second set of arms still rapidly tinkering with random pieces of scrap metal. Silversilk, a large mechanical spider, rests next to his feet under the table.
*TALL GNOME!!! I just don't like being 3-4 ft for some reason, so... i made them taller for this character*
"Hello," They say in gnomish, walking over to their table
Kat'Chka cocks his head to the side, clicking a little. "I am afriad I don't speak gnomish..." He says in a very thick accent.
"Sorry," He says, switching to common, "Hi there."
"Greetings. I am Kat'Chka. Is there something I can help you with?"
"I'm Folen, nice to meet ya." He offers a handshake, "No, i don't have anything i need help with"
*btw, character intro time since theres atleast one person online now :D:* *This guy was introed before, but ended up flopping, probably cause i played them wrong, so now i'm fixing that*
A youngish gnome enters the tavern, looking to be in about his high teens in human years (I'd say 19-20, but translating to gnome years its much higher). He's around 5'1", with pale skin, short blonde hair, and heterochromia in his eyes, being green and blue. He looks around the tavern, carrying a small backpack with him, which seems to be packed with stuff. He walks into the main room of the tavern, setting his bag down at a table and sitting on a chair
*Tall gnome!*
Kat'Chka regards the newcomer curiously, his second set of arms still rapidly tinkering with random pieces of scrap metal. Silversilk, a large mechanical spider, rests next to his feet under the table.
*TALL GNOME!!! I just don't like being 3-4 ft for some reason, so... i made them taller for this character*
"Hello," They say in gnomish, walking over to their table
Kat'Chka cocks his head to the side, clicking a little. "I am afriad I don't speak gnomish..." He says in a very thick accent.
"Sorry," He says, switching to common, "Hi there."
"Greetings. I am Kat'Chka. Is there something I can help you with?"
"I'm Folen, nice to meet ya." He offers a handshake, "No, i don't have anything i need help with"
He exxtends one of his three-fingered upper hands and shakes Folen's. "Pleasure to meet you, Folen. What brings you here?"
*btw, character intro time since theres atleast one person online now :D:* *This guy was introed before, but ended up flopping, probably cause i played them wrong, so now i'm fixing that*
A youngish gnome enters the tavern, looking to be in about his high teens in human years (I'd say 19-20, but translating to gnome years its much higher). He's around 5'1", with pale skin, short blonde hair, and heterochromia in his eyes, being green and blue. He looks around the tavern, carrying a small backpack with him, which seems to be packed with stuff. He walks into the main room of the tavern, setting his bag down at a table and sitting on a chair
*Tall gnome!*
Kat'Chka regards the newcomer curiously, his second set of arms still rapidly tinkering with random pieces of scrap metal. Silversilk, a large mechanical spider, rests next to his feet under the table.
*TALL GNOME!!! I just don't like being 3-4 ft for some reason, so... i made them taller for this character*
"Hello," They say in gnomish, walking over to their table
Kat'Chka cocks his head to the side, clicking a little. "I am afriad I don't speak gnomish..." He says in a very thick accent.
"Sorry," He says, switching to common, "Hi there."
"Greetings. I am Kat'Chka. Is there something I can help you with?"
"I'm Folen, nice to meet ya." He offers a handshake, "No, i don't have anything i need help with"
He exxtends one of his three-fingered upper hands and shakes Folen's. "Pleasure to meet you, Folen. What brings you here?"
"Hm, you could say...... otherworldly intervention," He chuckles,
[[ oh btw elendon, I’m glitching out so I can’t read the pms you’re sending me ]]
*Welcome back. Basically, we need to retcon a bit with our romantically involved characters...even a bit with Torinn and Bitrelyn. They moved WAY too fast*
[[ oh btw elendon, I’m glitching out so I can’t read the pms you’re sending me ]]
*Welcome back. Basically, we need to retcon a bit with our romantically involved characters...even a bit with Torinn and Bitrelyn. They moved WAY too fast*
[[ mhm, and Lilith and Rierlin [[did I spell that right?]] ]]
[[ oh btw elendon, I’m glitching out so I can’t read the pms you’re sending me ]]
*Welcome back. Basically, we need to retcon a bit with our romantically involved characters...even a bit with Torinn and Bitrelyn. They moved WAY too fast*
[[ mhm, and Lilith and Rierlin [[did I spell that right?]] ]]
*Yep, and yes, you did. All three couples moved a little too fast. Want to make it comfortable for everyone.*
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*.......... i need to figure stuff out easier*
Ace looks a bit confused, "Aw, why? Is that like, a cultural thing or something?" he asks, following him, but not grabbing his wings anymore
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*lol. I tried being as blunt as possible without outright saying it.*
Egrien is getting a little frustrated, although it seems to be as much at the situation and himself as with Ace. He starts walking a little faster. If you wanted to know why...well, I can't say in public, Ace. He opens the door and unfurls his wings as soon as he gets outside, getting ready to take off.
*I'm just... whats the word for when you don't understand stuff easy? Dent?? Daft?*
"I'm a bit confused," Ace says, still following him.
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Anyways, new RP in here.*
Bitrelyn is on the roof, watching the moon and stars. (Retconned a little with Noi, so no more engagement ring. They're still BF/GF, I think, though.)
Yazrin is doing some late-night tinkering.
Reirlin and Kat'Chka are interchangeable.
*btw, character intro time since theres atleast one person online now :D:* *This guy was introed before, but ended up flopping, probably cause i played them wrong, so now i'm fixing that*
A youngish gnome enters the tavern, looking to be in about his high teens in human years (I'd say 19-20, but translating to gnome years its much higher). He's around 5'1", with pale skin, short blonde hair, and heterochromia in his eyes, being green and blue. He looks around the tavern, carrying a small backpack with him, which seems to be packed with stuff. He walks into the main room of the tavern, setting his bag down at a table and sitting on a chair
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Tall gnome!*
Kat'Chka regards the newcomer curiously, his second set of arms still rapidly tinkering with random pieces of scrap metal. Silversilk, a large mechanical spider, rests next to his feet under the table.
*TALL GNOME!!! I just don't like being 3-4 ft for some reason, so... i made them taller for this character*
"Hello," They say in gnomish, walking over to their table
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Kat'Chka cocks his head to the side, clicking a little. "I am afriad I don't speak gnomish..." He says in a very thick accent.
"Sorry," He says, switching to common, "Hi there."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Greetings. I am Kat'Chka. Is there something I can help you with?"
"I'm Folen, nice to meet ya." He offers a handshake, "No, i don't have anything i need help with"
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
He exxtends one of his three-fingered upper hands and shakes Folen's. "Pleasure to meet you, Folen. What brings you here?"
[[ back from being busy as hecc, read the pms ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Hm, you could say...... otherworldly intervention," He chuckles,
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
[[ oh btw elendon, I’m glitching out so I can’t read the pms you’re sending me ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Then ya get the current standing of the universe? Thats great*
*Also, welcome back noi!*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Welcome back. Basically, we need to retcon a bit with our romantically involved characters...even a bit with Torinn and Bitrelyn. They moved WAY too fast*
[[ mhm, and Lilith and Rierlin [[did I spell that right?]] ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
[[ Yesps ]]
[[ thx ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Yep, and yes, you did. All three couples moved a little too fast. Want to make it comfortable for everyone.*