He nods. "Fair enough." He lights a match and drops it in the bottle, causing a gout of blue flame identical to his own. He blows it out and begins to drink it. He seems to really enjoy it. After a bit, the bag falls off, revealing his long, black, metal-studded tongue dragging along the inside of the bottle, slurping up the remnants of hot bourbon. He pulls the bottle off the appendage, then rolls his demonic slurping device into his mouth and drops the bottle. "That was (gp)."
Carrion watches with fascination, watching the device dance around like a cat watching a mousey toy. "Never in my life have I seen such a thing! How lovely!"
"Really? I based it off of your elephants, and then added some butterflies and goth fashion. I think it's really cool, but people think it's creepy so I use it to lick people I don't like... or people that I like a lot."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He nods. "Fair enough." He lights a match and drops it in the bottle, causing a gout of blue flame identical to his own. He blows it out and begins to drink it. He seems to really enjoy it. After a bit, the bag falls off, revealing his long, black, metal-studded tongue dragging along the inside of the bottle, slurping up the remnants of hot bourbon. He pulls the bottle off the appendage, then rolls his demonic slurping device into his mouth and drops the bottle. "That was (gp)."
Carrion watches with fascination, watching the device dance around like a cat watching a mousey toy. "Never in my life have I seen such a thing! How lovely!"
"Really? I based it off of your elephants, and then added some butterflies and goth fashion. I think it's really cool, but people think it's creepy so I use it to lick people I don't like... or people that I like a lot."
Carrion barks out a laugh, it is raspy and deep like leaves crunching underfoot. He nods "I can understand that. Your senses are important."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Cut for Salem.*
He takes them to one of the spare rooms of the ship.
She collapses underneath them, smiling up at them, “Now what’s this fer?”
He looks down at himself, looking apologetic “Sorry, I really am very very happy about it.”
'Sounds like an important job. Well, any calling is important. Still trying to figure mine out, doing the best I can to read the signs'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
*I have been summoned once again! Would anyone amongst thou like to rp?*
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)
"Really? I based it off of your elephants, and then added some butterflies and goth fashion. I think it's really cool, but people think it's creepy so I use it to lick people I don't like... or people that I like a lot."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"You can pay me back by enjoying your stay." He says with a laugh, before leaving them to their room.
"Ah, speak up, sweetheart." She kisses their neck again.
He blushes, "B-baby boy? Love you too." He nuzzles them, holding them tight.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I would! I saw you saw my drawing of Atticus. What do you think of him?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Carrion barks out a laugh, it is raspy and deep like leaves crunching underfoot. He nods "I can understand that. Your senses are important."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Excuse me. What?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I hate this holiday so much.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
(Good place to end.)
"That's because ya love me, sweetheart, 'er at least are startin' ta feel that way." She runs a hand through their hair.
He lets himself be yanked, "Can you just... stay with me for a little more?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I think it's a really cool drawing- I like your art style and how detailed the sketch is!*
*Any particular character(s) you'd like?*
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)
*Love you too man.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Eh, Byren for Natasha.*
She sighs, nuzzling into the hair, "An' I love you too, my handsome lil killer."
"I... I've loved you ever since we met... you were so... direct..." He chuckles, nervously.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)