They grin, setting up a small fire with a fancy, bedazzled lighter "Looks good!!"
Zeph goes for a fist bump, nodding.
They fist bump him back, sitting down beside the fire.
He sits down, pulling a small case out of the messenger bag. From within, he draws a perfectly rolled, crisp joint. He looks at them, raising an eyebrow.
They gasp, stumbling to stand up and grinning "The fattest god roll. A treasure indeed.'" they chuckle.
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Alan wake 2 answers the question of “what is art” by saying “art is whatever the big evil lake likes”
"How're ya?' he asks, raising a brow and leaning against the door frame.
"i'm not doing well" he sighs
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
In my head I hear a million conversations I'm spinning out, don't wake me up until the end The rivers flowing in denial I can't fake it I'm paranoid that all my thoughts are all my friends
Abyssal runes flare and blister a vivid vermillion, but Rio stops them, so his shoulder is just uncomfortably hot. “…what kind of tea?”
She doesn't hold him for much longer after he begins to sear her paw. "I have many kinds, from all the realms." she says gently.
“…sorry about your hand.” He turns back around.
"Not much can hurt me when in my domain... interesting. I forgive you, but you're in for one hell of a cuddle session. C'mon" She says, standing all the way up.
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Abyssal runes flare and blister a vivid vermillion, but Rio stops them, so his shoulder is just uncomfortably hot. “…what kind of tea?”
She doesn't hold him for much longer after he begins to sear her paw. "I have many kinds, from all the realms." she says gently.
“…sorry about your hand.” He turns back around.
"Not much can hurt me when in my domain... interesting. I forgive you, but you're in for one hell of a cuddle session. C'mon" She says, standing all the way up.
“I’d… prefer to not… ‘cuddle’…” He mutters, following after her.
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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.
Abyssal runes flare and blister a vivid vermillion, but Rio stops them, so his shoulder is just uncomfortably hot. “…what kind of tea?”
She doesn't hold him for much longer after he begins to sear her paw. "I have many kinds, from all the realms." she says gently.
“…sorry about your hand.” He turns back around.
"Not much can hurt me when in my domain... interesting. I forgive you, but you're in for one hell of a cuddle session. C'mon" She says, standing all the way up.
“I’d… prefer to not… ‘cuddle’…” He mutters, following after her.
"You'll change your mind, sweetie. They always do." She leads him to a smaller portion of the cafe, grabbing a couple of mugs of hot water on the way . Inside the room is a lit fireplace, a few recliners, and a table with a box of assorted teas. She sets the mugs down on the table, and begins to settle into the most worn of the recliners.
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? YESNO
Abyssal runes flare and blister a vivid vermillion, but Rio stops them, so his shoulder is just uncomfortably hot. “…what kind of tea?”
She doesn't hold him for much longer after he begins to sear her paw. "I have many kinds, from all the realms." she says gently.
“…sorry about your hand.” He turns back around.
"Not much can hurt me when in my domain... interesting. I forgive you, but you're in for one hell of a cuddle session. C'mon" She says, standing all the way up.
“I’d… prefer to not… ‘cuddle’…” He mutters, following after her.
"You'll change your mind, sweetie. They always do." She leads him to a smaller portion of the cafe, grabbing a couple of mugs of hot water on the way . Inside the room is a lit fireplace, a few recliners, and a table with a box of assorted teas. She sets the mugs down on the table, and begins to settle into the most worn of the recliners.
Riotan sits down, still discomforted.
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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.
Abyssal runes flare and blister a vivid vermillion, but Rio stops them, so his shoulder is just uncomfortably hot. “…what kind of tea?”
She doesn't hold him for much longer after he begins to sear her paw. "I have many kinds, from all the realms." she says gently.
“…sorry about your hand.” He turns back around.
"Not much can hurt me when in my domain... interesting. I forgive you, but you're in for one hell of a cuddle session. C'mon" She says, standing all the way up.
“I’d… prefer to not… ‘cuddle’…” He mutters, following after her.
"You'll change your mind, sweetie. They always do." She leads him to a smaller portion of the cafe, grabbing a couple of mugs of hot water on the way . Inside the room is a lit fireplace, a few recliners, and a table with a box of assorted teas. She sets the mugs down on the table, and begins to settle into the most worn of the recliners.
Riotan sits down, still discomforted.
*ummm,
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Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
Abyssal runes flare and blister a vivid vermillion, but Rio stops them, so his shoulder is just uncomfortably hot. “…what kind of tea?”
She doesn't hold him for much longer after he begins to sear her paw. "I have many kinds, from all the realms." she says gently.
“…sorry about your hand.” He turns back around.
"Not much can hurt me when in my domain... interesting. I forgive you, but you're in for one hell of a cuddle session. C'mon" She says, standing all the way up.
“I’d… prefer to not… ‘cuddle’…” He mutters, following after her.
"You'll change your mind, sweetie. They always do." She leads him to a smaller portion of the cafe, grabbing a couple of mugs of hot water on the way . Inside the room is a lit fireplace, a few recliners, and a table with a box of assorted teas. She sets the mugs down on the table, and begins to settle into the most worn of the recliners.
Riotan sits down, still discomforted.
*ummm,
*yes?*
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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.
Abyssal runes flare and blister a vivid vermillion, but Rio stops them, so his shoulder is just uncomfortably hot. “…what kind of tea?”
She doesn't hold him for much longer after he begins to sear her paw. "I have many kinds, from all the realms." she says gently.
“…sorry about your hand.” He turns back around.
"Not much can hurt me when in my domain... interesting. I forgive you, but you're in for one hell of a cuddle session. C'mon" She says, standing all the way up.
“I’d… prefer to not… ‘cuddle’…” He mutters, following after her.
"You'll change your mind, sweetie. They always do." She leads him to a smaller portion of the cafe, grabbing a couple of mugs of hot water on the way . Inside the room is a lit fireplace, a few recliners, and a table with a box of assorted teas. She sets the mugs down on the table, and begins to settle into the most worn of the recliners.
Riotan sits down, still discomforted.
She looks down at him, brow furrowed. "So, what's the matter, little one? what troubles your little head?" She says, picking out her tea.
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? YESNO
Abyssal runes flare and blister a vivid vermillion, but Rio stops them, so his shoulder is just uncomfortably hot. “…what kind of tea?”
She doesn't hold him for much longer after he begins to sear her paw. "I have many kinds, from all the realms." she says gently.
“…sorry about your hand.” He turns back around.
"Not much can hurt me when in my domain... interesting. I forgive you, but you're in for one hell of a cuddle session. C'mon" She says, standing all the way up.
“I’d… prefer to not… ‘cuddle’…” He mutters, following after her.
"You'll change your mind, sweetie. They always do." She leads him to a smaller portion of the cafe, grabbing a couple of mugs of hot water on the way . Inside the room is a lit fireplace, a few recliners, and a table with a box of assorted teas. She sets the mugs down on the table, and begins to settle into the most worn of the recliners.
Riotan sits down, still discomforted.
She looks down at him, brow furrowed. "So, what's the matter, little one? what troubles your little head?" She says, picking out her tea.
“I’m a snake. I don’t do good in the cold. And my marilith ran away.”
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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.
Abyssal runes flare and blister a vivid vermillion, but Rio stops them, so his shoulder is just uncomfortably hot. “…what kind of tea?”
She doesn't hold him for much longer after he begins to sear her paw. "I have many kinds, from all the realms." she says gently.
“…sorry about your hand.” He turns back around.
"Not much can hurt me when in my domain... interesting. I forgive you, but you're in for one hell of a cuddle session. C'mon" She says, standing all the way up.
“I’d… prefer to not… ‘cuddle’…” He mutters, following after her.
"You'll change your mind, sweetie. They always do." She leads him to a smaller portion of the cafe, grabbing a couple of mugs of hot water on the way . Inside the room is a lit fireplace, a few recliners, and a table with a box of assorted teas. She sets the mugs down on the table, and begins to settle into the most worn of the recliners.
Riotan sits down, still discomforted.
She looks down at him, brow furrowed. "So, what's the matter, little one? what troubles your little head?" She says, picking out her tea.
“I’m a snake. I don’t do good in the cold. And my marilith ran away.”
the whole chair shifts closer to the fireplace. She mulls on his words, chewing them (metaphorically) while setting her desired tea bag into her mug. "I see... that must be frustrating. My dear Waul has found a marilith near the square, maybe it's yours..."
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Kharn is inside, at the bar, despite wearing a mask that he seems unwilling to take off under any circumstances.
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Star Wars and Warhammer nerd. Yup. I'm both.
Pronouns he/him. WASSUUP!
Titles bestowed by Drummer: The Unstrikable Warrior, Expert of Dragons and Knowledge, Master of the Blade, Merciless champion, The Rising Power, Risen from the Depths, The Potential of Darkness!
In my head I hear a million conversations I'm spinning out, don't wake me up until the end The rivers flowing in denial I can't fake it I'm paranoid that all my thoughts are all my friends
"How're ya?' he asks, raising a brow and leaning against the door frame.
Discord: #houseofash4056/PlayStation: RoseGardenTea/Istagram: undertonetrash/YT: Area 23/Steam: RoseGardenTea.
Alan wake 2 answers the question of “what is art” by saying “art is whatever the big evil lake likes”
They gasp, stumbling to stand up and grinning "The fattest god roll. A treasure indeed.'" they chuckle.
Discord: #houseofash4056/PlayStation: RoseGardenTea/Istagram: undertonetrash/YT: Area 23/Steam: RoseGardenTea.
Alan wake 2 answers the question of “what is art” by saying “art is whatever the big evil lake likes”
*Hey y'all, I'm heading to bed.*
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Alan wake 2 answers the question of “what is art” by saying “art is whatever the big evil lake likes”
"i'm not doing well" he sighs
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
In my head I hear a million conversations
I'm spinning out, don't wake me up until the end
The rivers flowing in denial I can't fake it
I'm paranoid that all my thoughts are all my friends
*night goober, love ya! [/plat]*
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>?
YES NO
[Enter My Support Thread <Zero Fox Given>]?
“…sorry about your hand.” He turns back around.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Not much can hurt me when in my domain... interesting. I forgive you, but you're in for one hell of a cuddle session. C'mon" She says, standing all the way up.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>?
YES NO
[Enter My Support Thread <Zero Fox Given>]?
“I’d… prefer to not… ‘cuddle’…” He mutters, following after her.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*good night mon ami. if you awake to find some malicious drude tormenting your memories, attack it with the image of the cross*
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'll change your mind, sweetie. They always do." She leads him to a smaller portion of the cafe, grabbing a couple of mugs of hot water on the way . Inside the room is a lit fireplace, a few recliners, and a table with a box of assorted teas. She sets the mugs down on the table, and begins to settle into the most worn of the recliners.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>?
YES NO
[Enter My Support Thread <Zero Fox Given>]?
Riotan sits down, still discomforted.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*ummm,
Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
*yes?*
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 looks down at him, brow furrowed. "So, what's the matter, little one? what troubles your little head?" She says, picking out her tea.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>?
YES NO
[Enter My Support Thread <Zero Fox Given>]?
“I’m a snake. I don’t do good in the cold. And my marilith ran away.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
the whole chair shifts closer to the fireplace. She mulls on his words, chewing them (metaphorically) while setting her desired tea bag into her mug. "I see... that must be frustrating. My dear Waul has found a marilith near the square, maybe it's yours..."
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>?
YES NO
[Enter My Support Thread <Zero Fox Given>]?
Krail is near the inn.
Kharn is inside, at the bar, despite wearing a mask that he seems unwilling to take off under any circumstances.
Star Wars and Warhammer nerd. Yup. I'm both.
Pronouns he/him. WASSUUP!
Titles bestowed by Drummer:
The Unstrikable Warrior, Expert of Dragons and Knowledge, Master of the Blade, Merciless champion, The Rising Power, Risen from the Depths, The Potential of Darkness!
Currently inactive for most of the week.
*Good morning you lot.*
Discord: #houseofash4056/PlayStation: RoseGardenTea/Istagram: undertonetrash/YT: Area 23/Steam: RoseGardenTea.
Alan wake 2 answers the question of “what is art” by saying “art is whatever the big evil lake likes”
(how are you)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
In my head I hear a million conversations
I'm spinning out, don't wake me up until the end
The rivers flowing in denial I can't fake it
I'm paranoid that all my thoughts are all my friends
*Greetings, my funky little worm!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.