They find a quaint little bar with a campfire crackling in the corner, working at the bar seems to be a fully, heavily armored woman, or just someone in a woman’s armor, seemingly at least partially cybernetic, her hands more resembling claws as she notices them, silently waving them to the bar.
They see Camilla having climbed onto the counter, and carefully trying to make some breakfast. She turns over to them, “Hey Dew, yes dear.”
He takes the help, on occasion walking over and giving the both of them a kiss before getting back to work.
He smiles and cracks his neck as he sits down in front of the keep. "Good afternoon."
"I am pleasantly surprised, and proud. I've no idea how you've managed to work with such big cooking utensils, well, big compared to you."
Once Sebastian is asleep, she blinks sleepily and begins to help more.
Her glowing red eyes seem to smile a little bit, her voice foreign, Russian, soft spoken “Good afternoon.”
Shes currently flipping eggs with a spatula that is the size of her, using a pulley system to make it work. She blushes “T-thanks, I try.”
“Dear, you’re tired, I’ve got it under control, you should sit down for a little bit.”
"This.. Is a wonderful establishment, I feel cozy here. I trust that was the intent?"
"I can take over if you'd like. I can also have a smaller kitchen built for you." he rubs his eyes, having been nearly asleep in the grass
She doesn't want to argue, knowing he's right. She laughs quietly and smiles as she kisses him. "You're right.. love you dear."
She nods, tapping the counter with one of her claws as she seems to think, before asking “Drink?”
“It’s okay, I like having everything be a challenge to use, let’s me use my smarts more than I could at my old job.” She says with a smile, trying and failing to pull them close.
He kisses them back, before going back to cleaning, he’s purchased himself some fully closed shirts, and is wearing one.
"Do you have a long island?"
He abides with her pull, coming close and using a finger to hug her, smiling
"You're wearing... normal clothes.. that looks weird.." she shudders. "I have good news, my love." she says as she lays out on the couch, groaning.
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One of the bodies is Mac, though he looks very alive indeed, just.. not awake.
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They find a quaint little bar with a campfire crackling in the corner, working at the bar seems to be a fully, heavily armored woman, or just someone in a woman’s armor, seemingly at least partially cybernetic, her hands more resembling claws as she notices them, silently waving them to the bar.
They see Camilla having climbed onto the counter, and carefully trying to make some breakfast. She turns over to them, “Hey Dew, yes dear.”
He takes the help, on occasion walking over and giving the both of them a kiss before getting back to work.
He smiles and cracks his neck as he sits down in front of the keep. "Good afternoon."
"I am pleasantly surprised, and proud. I've no idea how you've managed to work with such big cooking utensils, well, big compared to you."
Once Sebastian is asleep, she blinks sleepily and begins to help more.
Her glowing red eyes seem to smile a little bit, her voice foreign, Russian, soft spoken “Good afternoon.”
Shes currently flipping eggs with a spatula that is the size of her, using a pulley system to make it work. She blushes “T-thanks, I try.”
“Dear, you’re tired, I’ve got it under control, you should sit down for a little bit.”
"This.. Is a wonderful establishment, I feel cozy here. I trust that was the intent?"
"I can take over if you'd like. I can also have a smaller kitchen built for you." he rubs his eyes, having been nearly asleep in the grass
She doesn't want to argue, knowing he's right. She laughs quietly and smiles as she kisses him. "You're right.. love you dear."
She nods, tapping the counter with one of her claws as she seems to think, before asking “Drink?”
“It’s okay, I like having everything be a challenge to use, let’s me use my smarts more than I could at my old job.” She says with a smile, trying and failing to pull them close.
He kisses them back, before going back to cleaning, he’s purchased himself some fully closed shirts, and is wearing one.
"Do you have a long island?"
He abides with her pull, coming close and using a finger to hug her, smiling
"You're wearing... normal clothes.. that looks weird.." she shudders. "I have good news, my love." she says as she lays out on the couch, groaning.
She nods, turning to all of her bottles, all of them having scratch marks, likely from her claws scraping against them.
She hugs them back, kissing them as high as she can reach on the counter, smiling up at them.
He looks over to them, “What kind of good news? Shouldn’t we wait before having another kid?” He jokes, leaning against a broom as he smiles at them.
One of the bodies is Mac, though he looks very alive indeed, just.. not awake.
*how would he find it?*
*also, since Rio was Mac's patron, wouldn't Mac's soul go to Rio's domain in the abyss?*
*Light style, dropped from the realm*
*I'm deciding that Mac indeed did not die.*
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They find a quaint little bar with a campfire crackling in the corner, working at the bar seems to be a fully, heavily armored woman, or just someone in a woman’s armor, seemingly at least partially cybernetic, her hands more resembling claws as she notices them, silently waving them to the bar.
They see Camilla having climbed onto the counter, and carefully trying to make some breakfast. She turns over to them, “Hey Dew, yes dear.”
He takes the help, on occasion walking over and giving the both of them a kiss before getting back to work.
He smiles and cracks his neck as he sits down in front of the keep. "Good afternoon."
"I am pleasantly surprised, and proud. I've no idea how you've managed to work with such big cooking utensils, well, big compared to you."
Once Sebastian is asleep, she blinks sleepily and begins to help more.
Her glowing red eyes seem to smile a little bit, her voice foreign, Russian, soft spoken “Good afternoon.”
Shes currently flipping eggs with a spatula that is the size of her, using a pulley system to make it work. She blushes “T-thanks, I try.”
“Dear, you’re tired, I’ve got it under control, you should sit down for a little bit.”
"This.. Is a wonderful establishment, I feel cozy here. I trust that was the intent?"
"I can take over if you'd like. I can also have a smaller kitchen built for you." he rubs his eyes, having been nearly asleep in the grass
She doesn't want to argue, knowing he's right. She laughs quietly and smiles as she kisses him. "You're right.. love you dear."
She nods, tapping the counter with one of her claws as she seems to think, before asking “Drink?”
“It’s okay, I like having everything be a challenge to use, let’s me use my smarts more than I could at my old job.” She says with a smile, trying and failing to pull them close.
He kisses them back, before going back to cleaning, he’s purchased himself some fully closed shirts, and is wearing one.
"Do you have a long island?"
He abides with her pull, coming close and using a finger to hug her, smiling
"You're wearing... normal clothes.. that looks weird.." she shudders. "I have good news, my love." she says as she lays out on the couch, groaning.
She nods, turning to all of her bottles, all of them having scratch marks, likely from her claws scraping against them.
She hugs them back, kissing them as high as she can reach on the counter, smiling up at them.
He looks over to them, “What kind of good news? Shouldn’t we wait before having another kid?” He jokes, leaning against a broom as he smiles at them.
"A long island tea, then please."
"So, no help then?" he asks, Eskimo kissing back
"...at this rate, you wont be able to have anymore kids. No, we're going to go see my parents."
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She pours the drink for them, continuing to speak softly “Warm or cold?”
“No need, I’ve got it, how do you like your eggs?”
“Scathing, lucky I bought some actual shirts for myself then?” He goes back to cleaning with a smile.
"Cold, please." he watches their movements intently, enjoying the lighting of the place
"Scrambled, please." he goes to lay out on the couch, letting the sun that comes in through the window soak into his fur.
"Lucky indeed. My mother, now that i've got a family, has decided to let us all into the realm. I will be you, me, Domino, Tony and Sebastian."
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She pours the drink for them, continuing to speak softly “Warm or cold?”
“No need, I’ve got it, how do you like your eggs?”
“Scathing, lucky I bought some actual shirts for myself then?” He goes back to cleaning with a smile.
"Cold, please." he watches their movements intently, enjoying the lighting of the place
"Scrambled, please." he goes to lay out on the couch, letting the sun that comes in through the window soak into his fur.
"Lucky indeed. My mother, now that i've got a family, has decided to let us all into the realm. I will be you, me, Domino, Tony and Sebastian."
All movements seem powerful despite how small they are, something constantly shifting until she puts the drink down.
She begins to make their scrambled eggs, enjoying the challenge of doing it all with such big tools, happy to be with them.
“How wonderful, don’t see why Tony’s coming along, but I will simply have to carry my eternal vendetta against him in silence.” He finishes up, sitting next to her.
She pours the drink for them, continuing to speak softly “Warm or cold?”
“No need, I’ve got it, how do you like your eggs?”
“Scathing, lucky I bought some actual shirts for myself then?” He goes back to cleaning with a smile.
"Cold, please." he watches their movements intently, enjoying the lighting of the place
"Scrambled, please." he goes to lay out on the couch, letting the sun that comes in through the window soak into his fur.
"Lucky indeed. My mother, now that i've got a family, has decided to let us all into the realm. I will be you, me, Domino, Tony and Sebastian."
All movements seem powerful despite how small they are, something constantly shifting until she puts the drink down.
She begins to make their scrambled eggs, enjoying the challenge of doing it all with such big tools, happy to be with them.
“How wonderful, don’t see why Tony’s coming along, but I will simply have to carry my eternal vendetta against him in silence.” He finishes up, sitting next to her.
He raises the glass to her and nods before beginning to drink it. "thank you."
He rests, eyes closed. Occasionally, he looks over to check on her.
"I don't think Domino will come if he doesn't, but we can see." she pulls him to her, kissing him
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One of the bodies is Mac, though he looks very alive indeed, just.. not awake.
*how would he find it?*
*also, since Rio was Mac's patron, wouldn't Mac's soul go to Rio's domain in the abyss?*
*Light style, dropped from the realm*
*I'm deciding that Mac indeed did not die.*
Thirteen, being a weeb, doesn't touch it.
*:D*
"Oh, come on!" says a raspy voice from behind him, "Don't you wanna know about us?"
But, still, he finds Mac, who he would have thought to be dead, seemingly alive but not awake.
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She pours the drink for them, continuing to speak softly “Warm or cold?”
“No need, I’ve got it, how do you like your eggs?”
“Scathing, lucky I bought some actual shirts for myself then?” He goes back to cleaning with a smile.
"Cold, please." he watches their movements intently, enjoying the lighting of the place
"Scrambled, please." he goes to lay out on the couch, letting the sun that comes in through the window soak into his fur.
"Lucky indeed. My mother, now that i've got a family, has decided to let us all into the realm. I will be you, me, Domino, Tony and Sebastian."
All movements seem powerful despite how small they are, something constantly shifting until she puts the drink down.
She begins to make their scrambled eggs, enjoying the challenge of doing it all with such big tools, happy to be with them.
“How wonderful, don’t see why Tony’s coming along, but I will simply have to carry my eternal vendetta against him in silence.” He finishes up, sitting next to her.
He raises the glass to her and nods before beginning to drink it. "thank you."
He rests, eyes closed. Occasionally, he looks over to check on her.
"I don't think Domino will come if he doesn't, but we can see." she pulls him to her, kissing him
Considering they are her only customer, she pours herself a scotch and sits down next to them, taking off her helmet, showing she’s drop dead gorgeous, with long black hair and sharp features along with her red eyes.
After a while she attempts to climb back down with their food, unsure what to do.
Per usual, he doesn’t see it coming, but that’s never stopped him before, kissing them back, “We will, don’t we?”
She pours the drink for them, continuing to speak softly “Warm or cold?”
“No need, I’ve got it, how do you like your eggs?”
“Scathing, lucky I bought some actual shirts for myself then?” He goes back to cleaning with a smile.
"Cold, please." he watches their movements intently, enjoying the lighting of the place
"Scrambled, please." he goes to lay out on the couch, letting the sun that comes in through the window soak into his fur.
"Lucky indeed. My mother, now that i've got a family, has decided to let us all into the realm. I will be you, me, Domino, Tony and Sebastian."
All movements seem powerful despite how small they are, something constantly shifting until she puts the drink down.
She begins to make their scrambled eggs, enjoying the challenge of doing it all with such big tools, happy to be with them.
“How wonderful, don’t see why Tony’s coming along, but I will simply have to carry my eternal vendetta against him in silence.” He finishes up, sitting next to her.
He raises the glass to her and nods before beginning to drink it. "thank you."
He rests, eyes closed. Occasionally, he looks over to check on her.
"I don't think Domino will come if he doesn't, but we can see." she pulls him to her, kissing him
Considering they are her only customer, she pours herself a scotch and sits down next to them, taking off her helmet, showing she’s drop dead gorgeous, with long black hair and sharp features along with her red eyes.
After a while she attempts to climb back down with their food, unsure what to do.
Per usual, he doesn’t see it coming, but that’s never stopped him before, kissing them back, “We will, don’t we?”
"So, how longs this place been here?"
he notices and comes up to let her step onto his palm.
"If you prefer he not come, I'll make Domino come without him, okay?"
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She pours the drink for them, continuing to speak softly “Warm or cold?”
“No need, I’ve got it, how do you like your eggs?”
“Scathing, lucky I bought some actual shirts for myself then?” He goes back to cleaning with a smile.
"Cold, please." he watches their movements intently, enjoying the lighting of the place
"Scrambled, please." he goes to lay out on the couch, letting the sun that comes in through the window soak into his fur.
"Lucky indeed. My mother, now that i've got a family, has decided to let us all into the realm. I will be you, me, Domino, Tony and Sebastian."
All movements seem powerful despite how small they are, something constantly shifting until she puts the drink down.
She begins to make their scrambled eggs, enjoying the challenge of doing it all with such big tools, happy to be with them.
“How wonderful, don’t see why Tony’s coming along, but I will simply have to carry my eternal vendetta against him in silence.” He finishes up, sitting next to her.
He raises the glass to her and nods before beginning to drink it. "thank you."
He rests, eyes closed. Occasionally, he looks over to check on her.
"I don't think Domino will come if he doesn't, but we can see." she pulls him to her, kissing him
Considering they are her only customer, she pours herself a scotch and sits down next to them, taking off her helmet, showing she’s drop dead gorgeous, with long black hair and sharp features along with her red eyes.
After a while she attempts to climb back down with their food, unsure what to do.
Per usual, he doesn’t see it coming, but that’s never stopped him before, kissing them back, “We will, don’t we?”
"So, how longs this place been here?"
he notices and comes up to let her step onto his palm.
"If you prefer he not come, I'll make Domino come without him, okay?"
“Not long, opened today.” She sips her scotch, using her claws to cling to the glass.
She holds the plate over her head, stepping onto their palm.
“No no, I want Domino to meet her grandparents, or I guess the ones that love her anyway.” He shrugs, kissing her neck.
She pours the drink for them, continuing to speak softly “Warm or cold?”
“No need, I’ve got it, how do you like your eggs?”
“Scathing, lucky I bought some actual shirts for myself then?” He goes back to cleaning with a smile.
"Cold, please." he watches their movements intently, enjoying the lighting of the place
"Scrambled, please." he goes to lay out on the couch, letting the sun that comes in through the window soak into his fur.
"Lucky indeed. My mother, now that i've got a family, has decided to let us all into the realm. I will be you, me, Domino, Tony and Sebastian."
All movements seem powerful despite how small they are, something constantly shifting until she puts the drink down.
She begins to make their scrambled eggs, enjoying the challenge of doing it all with such big tools, happy to be with them.
“How wonderful, don’t see why Tony’s coming along, but I will simply have to carry my eternal vendetta against him in silence.” He finishes up, sitting next to her.
He raises the glass to her and nods before beginning to drink it. "thank you."
He rests, eyes closed. Occasionally, he looks over to check on her.
"I don't think Domino will come if he doesn't, but we can see." she pulls him to her, kissing him
Considering they are her only customer, she pours herself a scotch and sits down next to them, taking off her helmet, showing she’s drop dead gorgeous, with long black hair and sharp features along with her red eyes.
After a while she attempts to climb back down with their food, unsure what to do.
Per usual, he doesn’t see it coming, but that’s never stopped him before, kissing them back, “We will, don’t we?”
"So, how longs this place been here?"
he notices and comes up to let her step onto his palm.
"If you prefer he not come, I'll make Domino come without him, okay?"
“Not long, opened today.” She sips her scotch, using her claws to cling to the glass.
She holds the plate over her head, stepping onto their palm.
“No no, I want Domino to meet her grandparents, or I guess the ones that love her anyway.” He shrugs, kissing her neck.
"I see. Are you.. A construct?"
He lowers his palm to the ground, smiling and giggling once. "Maybe at least some rolling stairs for you? Like in the libraries."
"She's coming, but whether or not Tony does is up to you." she holds the back of his head and yawns
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She shakes her head, “No, just… enhanced to become… how you say, killing machine.”
She actually thinks about it for a moment before nodding “That would be nice, I’d be able to do more for you that way.”
“Then I guess Tony is allowed to come along, but he better not do anything stupid.” He sighs, yawning with her.
"Well, you wear it well." *fun fact, Byren is based off of west-coasters*
"I'll get them built, what kind of wood would you like?"
"I'll make sure that he doesn't, alright?" she gets comfier, eyes shut tight.
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"Do you have a long island?"
He abides with her pull, coming close and using a finger to hug her, smiling
"You're wearing... normal clothes.. that looks weird.." she shudders. "I have good news, my love." she says as she lays out on the couch, groaning.
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
Thirteen is looking for local gods of death.
Mauric is cooking mimics.
Loriche is pressing new molds.
Riotan is scrounging up dead bodies in the woods.
[others available on request]
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He instead finds a Death Note
One of the bodies is Mac, though he looks very alive indeed, just.. not awake.
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*how would he find it?*
*also, since Rio was Mac's patron, wouldn't Mac's soul go to Rio's domain in the abyss?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She nods, turning to all of her bottles, all of them having scratch marks, likely from her claws scraping against them.
She hugs them back, kissing them as high as she can reach on the counter, smiling up at them.
He looks over to them, “What kind of good news? Shouldn’t we wait before having another kid?” He jokes, leaning against a broom as he smiles at them.
They feel a powerful soul presence, similar to that of a death god, though not the same.
*Light style, dropped from the realm*
*I'm deciding that Mac indeed did not die.*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"A long island tea, then please."
"So, no help then?" he asks, Eskimo kissing back
"...at this rate, you wont be able to have anymore kids. No, we're going to go see my parents."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Cut for Salem.*
She pours the drink for them, continuing to speak softly “Warm or cold?”
“No need, I’ve got it, how do you like your eggs?”
“Scathing, lucky I bought some actual shirts for myself then?” He goes back to cleaning with a smile.
"Cold, please." he watches their movements intently, enjoying the lighting of the place
"Scrambled, please." he goes to lay out on the couch, letting the sun that comes in through the window soak into his fur.
"Lucky indeed. My mother, now that i've got a family, has decided to let us all into the realm. I will be you, me, Domino, Tony and Sebastian."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
All movements seem powerful despite how small they are, something constantly shifting until she puts the drink down.
She begins to make their scrambled eggs, enjoying the challenge of doing it all with such big tools, happy to be with them.
“How wonderful, don’t see why Tony’s coming along, but I will simply have to carry my eternal vendetta against him in silence.” He finishes up, sitting next to her.
Thirteen, being a weeb, doesn't touch it.
*: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.
He raises the glass to her and nods before beginning to drink it. "thank you."
He rests, eyes closed. Occasionally, he looks over to check on her.
"I don't think Domino will come if he doesn't, but we can see." she pulls him to her, kissing him
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"Oh, come on!" says a raspy voice from behind him, "Don't you wanna know about us?"
But, still, he finds Mac, who he would have thought to be dead, seemingly alive but not awake.
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
Considering they are her only customer, she pours herself a scotch and sits down next to them, taking off her helmet, showing she’s drop dead gorgeous, with long black hair and sharp features along with her red eyes.
After a while she attempts to climb back down with their food, unsure what to do.
Per usual, he doesn’t see it coming, but that’s never stopped him before, kissing them back, “We will, don’t we?”
"So, how longs this place been here?"
he notices and comes up to let her step onto his palm.
"If you prefer he not come, I'll make Domino come without him, okay?"
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“Not long, opened today.” She sips her scotch, using her claws to cling to the glass.
She holds the plate over her head, stepping onto their palm.
“No no, I want Domino to meet her grandparents, or I guess the ones that love her anyway.” He shrugs, kissing her neck.
"I see. Are you.. A construct?"
He lowers his palm to the ground, smiling and giggling once. "Maybe at least some rolling stairs for you? Like in the libraries."
"She's coming, but whether or not Tony does is up to you." she holds the back of his head and yawns
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Cut for Salem.*
She shakes her head, “No, just… enhanced to become… how you say, killing machine.”
She actually thinks about it for a moment before nodding “That would be nice, I’d be able to do more for you that way.”
“Then I guess Tony is allowed to come along, but he better not do anything stupid.” He sighs, yawning with her.
"Well, you wear it well." *fun fact, Byren is based off of west-coasters*
"I'll get them built, what kind of wood would you like?"
"I'll make sure that he doesn't, alright?" she gets comfier, eyes shut tight.
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25