*I am making a huge biomechanical cyborg musclegut (chonky+beefy) lizard wizard brawler with a fascination with fermentation. He makes beer, wine, cheese, pickles, and many more, and he has an internal workshop where he does all that.*
*I am making a huge biomechanical cyborg musclegut (chonky+beefy) lizard wizard brawler with a fascination with fermentation. He makes beer, wine, cheese, pickles, and many more, and he has an internal workshop where he does all that.*
*I see. This is very interesting, and possibly a Mr handsome.*
*may I ask why you thought about announcing it specifically to me?*
*Because you didn't know yet, and I thought it might interest you.*
He looks around the kitchen, “Did you clean up here? It looks spotless, thank you.” He gives her a kiss on the forehead, looking down at her.
She takes them inside of the Wagon Laboratory, sitting them down on the bed, “What are in those meds of yours?”
“Well… we could do something~” He says kicking up a leg dramatically.
"Oh.. uhm, yeah.."
"Don't know." he hands her one
"Of course, my love~" she giggles, kissing his cheek
“Dear, did I affect you that much?” He asks curiously, putting a hand to the side of their face.
They look closely at the pill, before tossing it into their mouth, “The bottle probably has the ingredients.”
He giggles to, leaning in to give her a more passionate kiss, smiling brightly.
"Y-yeah, it was.. different.."
Her thoughts begin to become more cohesive, and she remembers things, things she might not want to. She gets a spike in energy. He holds the bottle for her to read the label. "Yrelizan"
"Where at, my love?~"
“What kind of different? If I may know.” He asks, sitting down in front of her.
The madness subsides as the thoughts become more clear, her eyes shining with new understanding as she begins to look through her wagon for the ingredients, beginning to clean up as she does so, “Hmm.”
He takes her hand, “I should clean up before we do, but… you may join me if you want to there.” He gets off of her lap, walking into the bathroom.
*I am making a huge biomechanical cyborg musclegut (chonky+beefy) lizard wizard brawler with a fascination with fermentation. He makes beer, wine, cheese, pickles, and many more, and he has an internal workshop where he does all that.*
*I see. This is very interesting, and possibly a Mr handsome.*
*may I ask why you thought about announcing it specifically to me?*
*Because you didn't know yet, and I thought it might interest you.*
*Cut for Salem.*
He looks around the kitchen, “Did you clean up here? It looks spotless, thank you.” He gives her a kiss on the forehead, looking down at her.
She takes them inside of the Wagon Laboratory, sitting them down on the bed, “What are in those meds of yours?”
“Well… we could do something~” He says kicking up a leg dramatically.
*Salem.*
*I am making a huge biomechanical cyborg musclegut (chonky+beefy) lizard wizard brawler with a fascination with fermentation. He makes beer, wine, cheese, pickles, and many more, and he has an internal workshop where he does all that.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Dear, did I affect you that much?” He asks curiously, putting a hand to the side of their face.
They look closely at the pill, before tossing it into their mouth, “The bottle probably has the ingredients.”
He giggles to, leaning in to give her a more passionate kiss, smiling brightly.
*Because you didn't know yet, and I thought it might interest you.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I feel yucky.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“What kind of different? If I may know.” He asks, sitting down in front of her.
The madness subsides as the thoughts become more clear, her eyes shining with new understanding as she begins to look through her wagon for the ingredients, beginning to clean up as she does so, “Hmm.”
He takes her hand, “I should clean up before we do, but… you may join me if you want to there.” He gets off of her lap, walking into the bathroom.
*Indeemd*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Is there anyway I can help?*
*Can you elaborate? I might be able to help a little bit.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Not really. just my allergies acting up.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*My allergies are bad rn and I am in need of an actual hug :[*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*I understand that too much. Sorry you feel that way.*
*Im also h i g h but that's not the issue. The issue is I feel like my nose is closing up so that's fuuuuun.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Damn. Time and space prevent my assistance.*
*I will not tolerate this.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Wish I could help, but I can’t so I can only hope for things to get better:*