<You would know about that, wouldn’t you?> she communicates in a mocking tone.
“Well then…” Eito leaps from the gable, pale light trailing from the symbols etched on their skin.
"Yes, I would." He said, completely serious.
She catches him with ease and chuckles "Done well!"
<This place reeks of death, just and unjust. Cruelty, even against monsters, is a song that carries to the ears of the mighty. Your time is limited.>
“Th-thank you, ma’am,” they say, easing into their own feet. “I apologize again.”
"You think so? Well you shall be enlightened to hear that I don't plan on going any time soon." He chuckled.
"Is fine. First time been outside pond.'
<You might not have a choice in the matter. Friends in high places are nice to have. And I’m not threatening you. In the end, I am just a simple reanimated cat with a few more abilities than your average zombified feline.>
“Truly? What is your perspective in the topic of land?”
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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.
<You would know about that, wouldn’t you?> she communicates in a mocking tone.
“Well then…” Eito leaps from the gable, pale light trailing from the symbols etched on their skin.
"Yes, I would." He said, completely serious.
She catches him with ease and chuckles "Done well!"
<This place reeks of death, just and unjust. Cruelty, even against monsters, is a song that carries to the ears of the mighty. Your time is limited.>
“Th-thank you, ma’am,” they say, easing into their own feet. “I apologize again.”
"You think so? Well you shall be enlightened to hear that I don't plan on going any time soon." He chuckled.
"Is fine. First time been outside pond.'
<You might not have a choice in the matter. Friends in high places are nice to have. And I’m not threatening you. In the end, I am just a simple reanimated cat with a few more abilities than your average zombified feline.>
“Truly? What is your perspective in the topic of land?”
"Hm. And I am thinking of flaying your stomach open and making a nice cat stomach quiche." He said.
"Is pretty!" She slapped her tail against the ground, grinning.
<You would know about that, wouldn’t you?> she communicates in a mocking tone.
“Well then…” Eito leaps from the gable, pale light trailing from the symbols etched on their skin.
"Yes, I would." He said, completely serious.
She catches him with ease and chuckles "Done well!"
<This place reeks of death, just and unjust. Cruelty, even against monsters, is a song that carries to the ears of the mighty. Your time is limited.>
“Th-thank you, ma’am,” they say, easing into their own feet. “I apologize again.”
"You think so? Well you shall be enlightened to hear that I don't plan on going any time soon." He chuckled.
"Is fine. First time been outside pond.'
<You might not have a choice in the matter. Friends in high places are nice to have. And I’m not threatening you. In the end, I am just a simple reanimated cat with a few more abilities than your average zombified feline.>
“Truly? What is your perspective in the topic of land?”
"Hm. And I am thinking of flaying your stomach open and making a nice cat stomach quiche." He said.
"Is pretty!" She slapped her tail against the ground, grinning.
<Wouldn’t do. Too many parasites. Though a quiche is delicious.>
“I agree. I was never one for water myself, though.” They tap their foot on the land, also smiling.
"Well..." He draws a large knife and cuts into the meat. Inside is black flesh, beautifully marbled with what looks almost like purple ice cream. It slowly begins to turn to regular colors.
He lets her. He metaphysically oozes with waves of evil. "You aren't very cautious, but I wouldn't expect a cat to be."
“WHOA! What deer did you get that off of?!”
<I am cautious. I chose to speak to you.> The cat is communicating telepathically.
"I bought it from a guy. It's just called a Greystag. Ironically, only the females are worth eating. The fat turns rainbow colors when cooked, but you need to cook it soon after cutting, or the ephemeral acids that give it its colors... well, they are ephemeral."
<Huh. I didn't think you were capable of direct communication. But you must get that a lot.>
“Oh I get it, because of the stag part… what guy?”
<Oh, to be sure. Well, when he lets me rove around. Usually I stay in his hood if we’re in a more mundane world.>
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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.
"I bought it from a guy. It's just called a Greystag. Ironically, only the females are worth eating. The fat turns rainbow colors when cooked, but you need to cook it soon after cutting, or the ephemeral acids that give it its colors... well, they are ephemeral."
<Huh. I didn't think you were capable of direct communication. But you must get that a lot.>
“Oh I get it, because of the stag part… what guy?”
<Oh, to be sure. Well, when he lets me rove around. Usually I stay in his hood if we’re in a more mundane world.>
"I forget. Wait, I think it was a woman. Actually, I'm not sure. They were wearing these big heavy cloaks and furs."
<Do you think your companion would be okay with you talking to me?>
"I bought it from a guy. It's just called a Greystag. Ironically, only the females are worth eating. The fat turns rainbow colors when cooked, but you need to cook it soon after cutting, or the ephemeral acids that give it its colors... well, they are ephemeral."
<Huh. I didn't think you were capable of direct communication. But you must get that a lot.>
“Oh I get it, because of the stag part… what guy?”
<Oh, to be sure. Well, when he lets me rove around. Usually I stay in his hood if we’re in a more mundane world.>
"I forget. Wait, I think it was a woman. Actually, I'm not sure. They were wearing these big heavy cloaks and furs."
<Do you think your companion would be okay with you talking to me?>
“Interesting… Where did you encounter them?”
<Of course. He’s very nice as long as he has reason to be.>
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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"You think so? Well you shall be enlightened to hear that I don't plan on going any time soon." He chuckled.
"Is fine. First time been outside pond.'
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
<You might not have a choice in the matter. Friends in high places are nice to have. And I’m not threatening you. In the end, I am just a simple reanimated cat with a few more abilities than your average zombified feline.>
“Truly? What is your perspective in the topic of land?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Hm. And I am thinking of flaying your stomach open and making a nice cat stomach quiche." He said.
"Is pretty!" She slapped her tail against the ground, grinning.
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
<Wouldn’t do. Too many parasites. Though a quiche is delicious.>
“I agree. I was never one for water myself, though.” They tap their foot on the land, also smiling.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*gtg soon for dinner*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Got to go to bed now you lot. Love you lots.*
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
*well that’s good timing*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*returned*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Hells, woke up to early. Good morning everyone.*
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
*hi, sleep schedule sucks so I haven't slept yet*
*How ya doing :D*
*YOU NEED SLEEP :(."
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
*Happy easter to you lot as well. 🐇*
*I shall bring forth baskets of candy tailored to everyone's palates.*
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
*Egg day*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Consume all the eggs.*
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
Sytosc is carting around a wheel of cheese. It is squirming.
Douxgras is eating some sort of rainbow tartare while preaching to the crowds.
Chef Auguste is spear fishing.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*happy easter everyone, i won’t be on much today but still a bit*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Hyappy Eastyer!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I forget. Wait, I think it was a woman. Actually, I'm not sure. They were wearing these big heavy cloaks and furs."
<Do you think your companion would be okay with you talking to me?>
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Interesting… Where did you encounter them?”
<Of course. He’s very nice as long as he has reason to be.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.