*I have a baby brown dragon who might have an interesting interaction with Aix. I haven't really played with the man before, but I still want to try. I could take Misha instead if you would prefer.*
Samaritan is in his kitchen, the restaurant closed at the moment, as he works on what appears to be a cake of sorts. Multiple layers sit in the oven, keeping warm.
Aix is in his factory, trying new perfumes out.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*I have a baby brown dragon who might have an interesting interaction with Aix. I haven't really played with the man before, but I still want to try. I could take Misha instead if you would prefer.*
*Ill hand you both.*
Misha is praying at a local church, muttering fervent prayers to god to forgive her.
Aix is in his factory, testing out the new perfumes.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Samaritan is in his kitchen, the restaurant closed at the moment, as he works on what appears to be a cake of sorts. Multiple layers sit in the oven, keeping warm.
Aix is in his factory, trying new perfumes out.
Riotan knocks on the door.
Thirteen, ever a chemist and lover of the same, is investigating the curious new establishment.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Sure, I'd like to. Any characters you want?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*sure! shall i pick or you?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Would enjoy, 10/10*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Uhhh, I am unsure. I will take whoever you provide.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*If you could pick please.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Samaritan and Aix?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*whomst do ye want?*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I have a baby brown dragon who might have an interesting interaction with Aix. I haven't really played with the man before, but I still want to try. I could take Misha instead if you would prefer.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Works with me! Here ya go!*
Mavis is outside Lord's Point, sitting under a tree, reading.
KK is outside her warehouse in the woods, thinking about something.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Wassup people, turns out I’m not dead, apparently.*
*:D*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Samaritan is in his kitchen, the restaurant closed at the moment, as he works on what appears to be a cake of sorts. Multiple layers sit in the oven, keeping warm.
Aix is in his factory, trying new perfumes out.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Welcome back from the dead, friend! Would you like to continue where we last left off, or no?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Hello beloved Jobah.*
*Ill hand you both.*
Misha is praying at a local church, muttering fervent prayers to god to forgive her.
Aix is in his factory, testing out the new perfumes.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Misha is outside in the woods, checking on her rabbit slips. She notices Mavis and waves to her.
Stroth appears, grinning madly. He carries a present in his hands.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*If you would want to, I would be happy to continue with you, if you’d like to,*
Riotan knocks on the door.
Thirteen, ever a chemist and lover of the same, is investigating the curious new establishment.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Why pray to Him? Has He ever answered?" A massive, wingless brown dragon wyrmling lurks in the shadows, watching her from the arms of a statue.
Stigmata emerges from the floor, clawing his way through it like a ghost.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She looks up from her book and waves back. "Hey." She says. "What'cha doing?"
She looks over at him, grinning as well. "Hi, Stroth!" She says to him in a cheery tone.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)