As Oswald is lead by Georgie, the see he lying in the field with about a foot and a half of grass covering her due to Fishy's protection.
Georgie pushes through the grass a little, "She's here"
Oswald kneels down, ignoring Fishy. "Yuri, if this is a joke, you'd better give it up immediately or I'm leaving you post-haste. You do not have the right to scare me like this. Get up." There is a faint fear in his voice as he orders her.
She doesn't wake. Her body is limp but it's more like she is asleep than dead.
He paces around her. "(GP). Dammit dammit dammit dammit. I don't know what to do. I could get some iron, but there must be less harmful ways to wake her up..."
Georgie looks at him worriedly, "S-shes ok right? She's not breathing..."
As Oswald is lead by Georgie, the see he lying in the field with about a foot and a half of grass covering her due to Fishy's protection.
Georgie pushes through the grass a little, "She's here"
Oswald kneels down, ignoring Fishy. "Yuri, if this is a joke, you'd better give it up immediately or I'm leaving you post-haste. You do not have the right to scare me like this. Get up." There is a faint fear in his voice as he orders her.
She doesn't wake. Her body is limp but it's more like she is asleep than dead.
He paces around her. "(GP). Dammit dammit dammit dammit. I don't know what to do. I could get some iron, but there must be less harmful ways to wake her up..."
Georgie looks at him worriedly, "S-shes ok right? She's not breathing..."
"She's basically a plant. She respirates through her pores, I assume." He thinks for a minute. "Give me your hand. Now."
Mauric is looking for a moderator for his and Felix’s latest episode of Hell’s Kitchen.
The Larry is setting up a new strategy. About an eighth of their krill mass is currently inside a blanched, faceless, bloody rabbit corpse. The Lesser Larry is stalking out the Red Plate.
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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.
As Oswald is lead by Georgie, the see he lying in the field with about a foot and a half of grass covering her due to Fishy's protection.
Georgie pushes through the grass a little, "She's here"
Oswald kneels down, ignoring Fishy. "Yuri, if this is a joke, you'd better give it up immediately or I'm leaving you post-haste. You do not have the right to scare me like this. Get up." There is a faint fear in his voice as he orders her.
She doesn't wake. Her body is limp but it's more like she is asleep than dead.
He paces around her. "(GP). Dammit dammit dammit dammit. I don't know what to do. I could get some iron, but there must be less harmful ways to wake her up..."
Georgie looks at him worriedly, "S-shes ok right? She's not breathing..."
"She's basically a plant. She respirates through her pores, I assume." He thinks for a minute. "Give me your hand. Now."
He flinches back, but shakily holds out his hand after a second
As Oswald is lead by Georgie, the see he lying in the field with about a foot and a half of grass covering her due to Fishy's protection.
Georgie pushes through the grass a little, "She's here"
Oswald kneels down, ignoring Fishy. "Yuri, if this is a joke, you'd better give it up immediately or I'm leaving you post-haste. You do not have the right to scare me like this. Get up." There is a faint fear in his voice as he orders her.
She doesn't wake. Her body is limp but it's more like she is asleep than dead.
He paces around her. "(GP). Dammit dammit dammit dammit. I don't know what to do. I could get some iron, but there must be less harmful ways to wake her up..."
Georgie looks at him worriedly, "S-shes ok right? She's not breathing..."
"She's basically a plant. She respirates through her pores, I assume." He thinks for a minute. "Give me your hand. Now."
He flinches back, but shakily holds out his hand after a second
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
As Oswald is lead by Georgie, the see he lying in the field with about a foot and a half of grass covering her due to Fishy's protection.
Georgie pushes through the grass a little, "She's here"
Oswald kneels down, ignoring Fishy. "Yuri, if this is a joke, you'd better give it up immediately or I'm leaving you post-haste. You do not have the right to scare me like this. Get up." There is a faint fear in his voice as he orders her.
She doesn't wake. Her body is limp but it's more like she is asleep than dead.
He paces around her. "(GP). Dammit dammit dammit dammit. I don't know what to do. I could get some iron, but there must be less harmful ways to wake her up..."
Georgie looks at him worriedly, "S-shes ok right? She's not breathing..."
"She's basically a plant. She respirates through her pores, I assume." He thinks for a minute. "Give me your hand. Now."
He flinches back, but shakily holds out his hand after a second
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
He finds that he jaw feels stiff, it takes some effort to pry open but he is able to do so.
As the first drops hit her tongue, her eyes open in a flash. She grabs Oswald by the collar and hoists him up by the neck, her eyes bright right and her pupils slits.
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
She snaps her eyes open suddenly, lurching forward and grabbing Oswald by the throat, lifting him up.
Mauric is looking for a moderator for his and Felix’s latest episode of Hell’s Kitchen.
The Larry is setting up a new strategy. About an eighth of their krill mass is currently inside a blanched, faceless, bloody rabbit corpse. The Lesser Larry is stalking out the Red Plate.
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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.
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
She snaps her eyes open suddenly, lurching forward and grabbing Oswald by the throat, lifting him up.
He lets out a small frightened scream, scrambling back in the grass
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
She snaps her eyes open suddenly, lurching forward and grabbing Oswald by the throat, lifting him up.
He lets out a small frightened scream, scrambling back in the grass
She turns, her head snapping around to look at him. Her bones crack as she goes on all fours and stalks over to him.
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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
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Georgie looks at him worriedly, "S-shes ok right? She's not breathing..."
"She's basically a plant. She respirates through her pores, I assume." He thinks for a minute. "Give me your hand. Now."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Thirteen is studying sibriex anatomy.
Mauric is looking for a moderator for his and Felix’s latest episode of Hell’s Kitchen.
The Larry is setting up a new strategy. About an eighth of their krill mass is currently inside a blanched, faceless, bloody rabbit corpse. The Lesser Larry is stalking out the Red Plate.
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 flinches back, but shakily holds out his hand after a second
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
As they do this fishy starts chittering again, swaying from side to side and attempting to cast plant growth on yuri
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
(THANKGOD-)
*ROLL ME AN INTELLIGENCE CHECK WITH ADVANTAGE.*
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 have no idea how fey work and neither does she so I'm going for it*
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
*oh cool*
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Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*also it gladdens me that Mauric has achieved such fame among his fellow furries*
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 get to roll again!*
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
*additional stuffs for those interested*
Tycho is in an alley, being harassed by a drunkard
-free choice cause I don't know how to make a villain-
He finds that he jaw feels stiff, it takes some effort to pry open but he is able to do so.
As the first drops hit her tongue, her eyes open in a flash. She grabs Oswald by the collar and hoists him up by the neck, her eyes bright right and her pupils slits.
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
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
She snaps her eyes open suddenly, lurching forward and grabbing Oswald by the throat, lifting him 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
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 lets out a small frightened scream, scrambling back in the grass
She turns, her head snapping around to look at him. Her bones crack as she goes on all fours and stalks over to him.
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