Blanc is asleep at her flower stand. It seems like she fell asleep waiting for customers yesterday.
Olive is in the tavern eating breakfast.
*oh cool*
Riotan is taking one of his routine canvassings of town, and passes by the stand.
Thirteen is at the bar, utterly engrossed in several large tomes on demiplanar physics, architecture, and arcane sigils.
She sleepily sits up at the sound of his footsteps, making a sleepy sound that's best described as a "mrrp?"
Olive starts to read over their shoulder, understanding none of it but interested nonetheless.
*Blanc is the same species as Felix, (anthropomorphic white mustilid) only she's a child and has very different face paint. She also wears a cloak that shadows her face. olive is a strong looking young adult otterfolk in a classic female pirate outfit. Red feather in her hat and all.*
*Riotan resembles a yuan-ti abomination but has reptilian legs instead of a serpentine tail. He has grey scales (each carved with tiny orange abyssal runes) and piercing green eyes. He’s dressed in something resembling a sari made of various sections of silk, along with wrappings on his forearms. Thirteen is a sun elf with black hair with a single teal stripe, and he typically wears black robes traditional of necromancers*
Riotan hears this and turns around. “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you.”
Thirteen pays no mind to her presence, instead jotting down equations and notes. It seems as though he’s trying to calculate the dimensions of a building, though its dimensions extend through numerous impossible spatial layers.
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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.
*pretty good. i’ve been working on making locations and NPCs for this huge Spelljammer campaign I’m about to run in a few days. It’s gonna be so awesome.*
*Noice. I hope all goes well for you :)z
*me too. how are you?*
*Eepy. I have to go to a meeting about an hour and fifteen minutes from me.*
*What’s the meeting about?*
*Local waterway damage and what we are doing to stop it.*
*What kind of stuff is damaging local waterways? Is it like soil erosion or is it due to pollution or something?*
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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.
*pretty good. i’ve been working on making locations and NPCs for this huge Spelljammer campaign I’m about to run in a few days. It’s gonna be so awesome.*
*Noice. I hope all goes well for you :)z
*me too. how are you?*
*Eepy. I have to go to a meeting about an hour and fifteen minutes from me.*
*What’s the meeting about?*
*Local waterway damage and what we are doing to stop it.*
*What kind of stuff is damaging local waterways? Is it like soil erosion or is it due to pollution or something?*
Stroth is sitting in the library, curled up on the sofa, reading books of the mind and spiritual and psychological warfare. She is dressed in a shoulderless black sweater, a pair of black jeans, and her favorite boots. Her hair falls around her shoulders rather than being tied up.
Kazkiri, the Wind Yokai, is walking around town. She wears a black tube top, a long black skirt, and a long, light blue, soft jacket. Her hair is done up in bubble braids again. Her pipe is between her fingers, smoke curling from her mouth. The 8ft woman stalks amongst the people, some keeping a wide berth of her.
Blanc runs up to her and offers her some black and blue saliva *as In the flower, not spit* "I thought these might match your outfit. Plus they smell nice."
*pretty good. i’ve been working on making locations and NPCs for this huge Spelljammer campaign I’m about to run in a few days. It’s gonna be so awesome.*
*Noice. I hope all goes well for you :)z
*me too. how are you?*
*Eepy. I have to go to a meeting about an hour and fifteen minutes from me.*
*What’s the meeting about?*
*Local waterway damage and what we are doing to stop it.*
*What kind of stuff is damaging local waterways? Is it like soil erosion or is it due to pollution or something?*
*Silt, Construction, Pollution. The usual.*
*gotcha*
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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.
Blanc is asleep at her flower stand. It seems like she fell asleep waiting for customers yesterday.
Olive is in the tavern eating breakfast.
*oh cool*
Riotan is taking one of his routine canvassings of town, and passes by the stand.
Thirteen is at the bar, utterly engrossed in several large tomes on demiplanar physics, architecture, and arcane sigils.
She sleepily sits up at the sound of his footsteps, making a sleepy sound that's best described as a "mrrp?"
Olive starts to read over their shoulder, understanding none of it but interested nonetheless.
*Blanc is the same species as Felix, (anthropomorphic white mustilid) only she's a child and has very different face paint. She also wears a cloak that shadows her face. olive is a strong looking young adult otterfolk in a classic female pirate outfit. Red feather in her hat and all.*
*Riotan resembles a yuan-ti abomination but has reptilian legs instead of a serpentine tail. He has grey scales (each carved with tiny orange abyssal runes) and piercing green eyes. He’s dressed in something resembling a sari made of various sections of silk, along with wrappings on his forearms. Thirteen is a sun elf with black hair with a single teal stripe, and he typically wears black robes traditional of necromancers*
Riotan hears this and turns around. “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you.”
Thirteen pays no mind to her presence, instead jotting down equations and notes. It seems as though he’s trying to calculate the dimensions of a building, though its dimensions extend through numerous impossible spatial layers.
"Nono it's fine, I shouldn't have fallen asleep here anyway. Also I think your very pretty."
Olive just quietly observes, waiting to see if she can figure out how to help .
Stroth is sitting in the library, curled up on the sofa, reading books of the mind and spiritual and psychological warfare. She is dressed in a shoulderless black sweater, a pair of black jeans, and her favorite boots. Her hair falls around her shoulders rather than being tied up.
Kazkiri, the Wind Yokai, is walking around town. She wears a black tube top, a long black skirt, and a long, light blue, soft jacket. Her hair is done up in bubble braids again. Her pipe is between her fingers, smoke curling from her mouth. The 8ft woman stalks amongst the people, some keeping a wide berth of her.
Blanc runs up to her and offers her some black and blue saliva *as In the flower, not spit* "I thought these might match your outfit. Plus they smell nice."
She looks down and smiles, crouching down "Hello honey, that's so nice of you! Thank you so much." She takes them and smells them. She begins to braid them into her hair and then digs around in one of her pockets. She produces a small stone that was carved in the shape of a dog. She gives it to her, smiling "A trade for a nice gift."
Blanc is asleep at her flower stand. It seems like she fell asleep waiting for customers yesterday.
Olive is in the tavern eating breakfast.
*oh cool*
Riotan is taking one of his routine canvassings of town, and passes by the stand.
Thirteen is at the bar, utterly engrossed in several large tomes on demiplanar physics, architecture, and arcane sigils.
She sleepily sits up at the sound of his footsteps, making a sleepy sound that's best described as a "mrrp?"
Olive starts to read over their shoulder, understanding none of it but interested nonetheless.
*Blanc is the same species as Felix, (anthropomorphic white mustilid) only she's a child and has very different face paint. She also wears a cloak that shadows her face. olive is a strong looking young adult otterfolk in a classic female pirate outfit. Red feather in her hat and all.*
*Riotan resembles a yuan-ti abomination but has reptilian legs instead of a serpentine tail. He has grey scales (each carved with tiny orange abyssal runes) and piercing green eyes. He’s dressed in something resembling a sari made of various sections of silk, along with wrappings on his forearms. Thirteen is a sun elf with black hair with a single teal stripe, and he typically wears black robes traditional of necromancers*
Riotan hears this and turns around. “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you.”
Thirteen pays no mind to her presence, instead jotting down equations and notes. It seems as though he’s trying to calculate the dimensions of a building, though its dimensions extend through numerous impossible spatial layers.
"Nono it's fine, I shouldn't have fallen asleep here anyway. Also I think your very pretty."
Olive just quietly observes, waiting to see if she can figure out how to help .
“…thank you?”
Thirteen finishes the graph, then turns his head slightly. “Did you want something?”
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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.
Stroth is sitting in the library, curled up on the sofa, reading books of the mind and spiritual and psychological warfare. She is dressed in a shoulderless black sweater, a pair of black jeans, and her favorite boots. Her hair falls around her shoulders rather than being tied up.
Kazkiri, the Wind Yokai, is walking around town. She wears a black tube top, a long black skirt, and a long, light blue, soft jacket. Her hair is done up in bubble braids again. Her pipe is between her fingers, smoke curling from her mouth. The 8ft woman stalks amongst the people, some keeping a wide berth of her.
Blanc runs up to her and offers her some black and blue saliva *as In the flower, not spit* "I thought these might match your outfit. Plus they smell nice."
She looks down and smiles, crouching down "Hello honey, that's so nice of you! Thank you so much." She takes them and smells them. She begins to braid them into her hair and then digs around in one of her pockets. She produces a small stone that was carved in the shape of a dog. She gives it to her, smiling "A trade for a nice gift."
Blanc gasps softly and takes it, examining it and grinning "thank you ma'am!" She carefully stores it in a small pouch on her belt as though it's precious "If you ever need flowers, magical or mundane, I'll probably have them at my stand, or if I don't I can probably go get them from one of my gardens within a few days- wait am I rambling? I think I'm rambling."
Stroth is sitting in the library, curled up on the sofa, reading books of the mind and spiritual and psychological warfare. She is dressed in a shoulderless black sweater, a pair of black jeans, and her favorite boots. Her hair falls around her shoulders rather than being tied up.
Kazkiri, the Wind Yokai, is walking around town. She wears a black tube top, a long black skirt, and a long, light blue, soft jacket. Her hair is done up in bubble braids again. Her pipe is between her fingers, smoke curling from her mouth. The 8ft woman stalks amongst the people, some keeping a wide berth of her.
Blanc runs up to her and offers her some black and blue saliva *as In the flower, not spit* "I thought these might match your outfit. Plus they smell nice."
She looks down and smiles, crouching down "Hello honey, that's so nice of you! Thank you so much." She takes them and smells them. She begins to braid them into her hair and then digs around in one of her pockets. She produces a small stone that was carved in the shape of a dog. She gives it to her, smiling "A trade for a nice gift."
Blanc gasps softly and takes it, examining it and grinning "thank you ma'am!" She carefully stores it in a small pouch on her belt as though it's precious "If you ever need flowers, magical or mundane, I'll probably have them at my stand, or if I don't I can probably go get them from one of my gardens within a few days- wait am I rambling? I think I'm rambling."
"No no honey, I love to hear what you do." She said, smiling softly "Perhaps you could make me a flower crown?"
Stroth is sitting in the library, curled up on the sofa, reading books of the mind and spiritual and psychological warfare. She is dressed in a shoulderless black sweater, a pair of black jeans, and her favorite boots. Her hair falls around her shoulders rather than being tied up.
Kazkiri, the Wind Yokai, is walking around town. She wears a black tube top, a long black skirt, and a long, light blue, soft jacket. Her hair is done up in bubble braids again. Her pipe is between her fingers, smoke curling from her mouth. The 8ft woman stalks amongst the people, some keeping a wide berth of her.
Blanc runs up to her and offers her some black and blue saliva *as In the flower, not spit* "I thought these might match your outfit. Plus they smell nice."
She looks down and smiles, crouching down "Hello honey, that's so nice of you! Thank you so much." She takes them and smells them. She begins to braid them into her hair and then digs around in one of her pockets. She produces a small stone that was carved in the shape of a dog. She gives it to her, smiling "A trade for a nice gift."
Blanc gasps softly and takes it, examining it and grinning "thank you ma'am!" She carefully stores it in a small pouch on her belt as though it's precious "If you ever need flowers, magical or mundane, I'll probably have them at my stand, or if I don't I can probably go get them from one of my gardens within a few days- wait am I rambling? I think I'm rambling."
"No no honey, I love to hear what you do." She said, smiling softly "Perhaps you could make me a flower crown?"
"Oh! Of course! I'll be back in a second!" She runs back over to her stand and picks out some seeds and grows them into black and blue flowers with magic then carefully weaves them into a flower crown.and comes back and offers it to her "tadaa!~" she seems rather proud of it.
Stroth is sitting in the library, curled up on the sofa, reading books of the mind and spiritual and psychological warfare. She is dressed in a shoulderless black sweater, a pair of black jeans, and her favorite boots. Her hair falls around her shoulders rather than being tied up.
Kazkiri, the Wind Yokai, is walking around town. She wears a black tube top, a long black skirt, and a long, light blue, soft jacket. Her hair is done up in bubble braids again. Her pipe is between her fingers, smoke curling from her mouth. The 8ft woman stalks amongst the people, some keeping a wide berth of her.
Blanc runs up to her and offers her some black and blue saliva *as In the flower, not spit* "I thought these might match your outfit. Plus they smell nice."
She looks down and smiles, crouching down "Hello honey, that's so nice of you! Thank you so much." She takes them and smells them. She begins to braid them into her hair and then digs around in one of her pockets. She produces a small stone that was carved in the shape of a dog. She gives it to her, smiling "A trade for a nice gift."
Blanc gasps softly and takes it, examining it and grinning "thank you ma'am!" She carefully stores it in a small pouch on her belt as though it's precious "If you ever need flowers, magical or mundane, I'll probably have them at my stand, or if I don't I can probably go get them from one of my gardens within a few days- wait am I rambling? I think I'm rambling."
"No no honey, I love to hear what you do." She said, smiling softly "Perhaps you could make me a flower crown?"
"Oh! Of course! I'll be back in a second!" She runs back over to her stand and picks out some seeds and grows them into black and blue flowers with magic then carefully weaves them into a flower crown.and comes back and offers it to her "tadaa!~" she seems rather proud of it.
She smiles and takes it, placing it on her head. She secures it with some bobby pins and beams "Thank you honey! What do I owe you?"
*oh I forgot! Do riotan or kazkiri have truesight?*
*Kazkiri has true sight, blind sight, and tremor sense.*
Blanc is being followed by a invisible ghost that looks exactly like her. The ghost doesn't seem mad or anything though, in fact it looks rather content and even somewhat entertained.
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Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
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*Riotan resembles a yuan-ti abomination but has reptilian legs instead of a serpentine tail. He has grey scales (each carved with tiny orange abyssal runes) and piercing green eyes. He’s dressed in something resembling a sari made of various sections of silk, along with wrappings on his forearms. Thirteen is a sun elf with black hair with a single teal stripe, and he typically wears black robes traditional of necromancers*
Riotan hears this and turns around. “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you.”
Thirteen pays no mind to her presence, instead jotting down equations and notes. It seems as though he’s trying to calculate the dimensions of a building, though its dimensions extend through numerous impossible spatial layers.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*What kind of stuff is damaging local waterways? Is it like soil erosion or is it due to pollution or something?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Happy to hear ya doin good.8
*Silt, Construction, Pollution. The usual.*
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
Blanc runs up to her and offers her some black and blue saliva *as In the flower, not spit* "I thought these might match your outfit. Plus they smell nice."
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
*gotcha*
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 could also say people doing stupid stuff.)
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
"Nono it's fine, I shouldn't have fallen asleep here anyway. Also I think your very pretty."
Olive just quietly observes, waiting to see if she can figure out how to help .
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
She looks down and smiles, crouching down "Hello honey, that's so nice of you! Thank you so much." She takes them and smells them. She begins to braid them into her hair and then digs around in one of her pockets. She produces a small stone that was carved in the shape of a dog. She gives it to her, smiling "A trade for a nice gift."
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
“…thank you?”
Thirteen finishes the graph, then turns his head slightly. “Did you want something?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Blanc gasps softly and takes it, examining it and grinning "thank you ma'am!" She carefully stores it in a small pouch on her belt as though it's precious "If you ever need flowers, magical or mundane, I'll probably have them at my stand, or if I don't I can probably go get them from one of my gardens within a few days- wait am I rambling? I think I'm rambling."
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
"No no honey, I love to hear what you do." She said, smiling softly "Perhaps you could make me a flower crown?"
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
"Your welcome. Would you like some flowers?"
"Huh? Oh, nah, I just think what your doing is interesting."
*These two, like me, have zero social skills*
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
*oh I forgot! Do riotan or kazkiri have truesight?*
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
*Kazkiri has true sight, blind sight, and tremor sense.*
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
"Oh! Of course! I'll be back in a second!" She runs back over to her stand and picks out some seeds and grows them into black and blue flowers with magic then carefully weaves them into a flower crown.and comes back and offers it to her "tadaa!~" she seems rather proud of it.
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
*Riotan does indeed have truesight*
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 gtg sorry*
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 smiles and takes it, placing it on her head. She secures it with some bobby pins and beams "Thank you honey! What do I owe you?"
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
Blanc is being followed by a invisible ghost that looks exactly like her. The ghost doesn't seem mad or anything though, in fact it looks rather content and even somewhat entertained.
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!