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Suit yourself

 If you find that wrong, I would like to remind you, you are not me

 "Fair enough"

 So, you do understand

 I suppose

 You suppose?

 I suppose

 Okay then

 So how are you?

 Simply magical

 I shall take my leave then

 Goodbye, if you must leave

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Suit yourself

 If you find that wrong, I would like to remind you, you are not me

 "Fair enough"

 So, you do understand

 I suppose

 You suppose?

 I suppose

 Okay then

 So how are you?

 Simply magical

 I shall take my leave then

 Goodbye, if you must leave

 Corvus then vanishes, leaving behind a wisp of flames

*balth, want to start a new roleplay?*

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*Cut w/Gato before this gets worse*

"A Tale, she says." Shesheshen flips through her storybook, grinning. "The tale of the Maiden Fair, perhaps." 

And she begins to read [yap coming].

~~ The Tale of the Maiden Fair ~~

Long, long ago, when nearly nothing resided in the world, when nothingness prevailed above the spiraling tendrils of the real, there lived a maiden in a kingdom. She was a maiden of renowned beauty, and suitors came from all over the land to beg for her hand in marriage. To each and every suitor she would give a task, and each and every suitor would fail that task. 

Suitors began to slow, from a river to a mere trickle, as many realized that she would never marry them. But little did they know that they soon would be head-over-heels once again...

On the night of her birth-day, her eighteenth, she was enjoying herself with friends. They took a sojourn into the garden, and then..****y a few saw, but the maiden was swept away, taken by a foul, loathsome DRAGON.

This dragon was the evilest of all --- doing terrible deeds for amusement. To him, this was just another day.

At once, all the suitors straightened up. To defeat this dragon and rescue the Maiden would be a great achievement! She would surely marry them...

All the suitors tried, and all failed, until one came. Sir Valiant was his name. He had slain a wyrm with his bare hands in his cradle, as the tale went.

He went, and he slew the dragon with ease, then approached the Maiden.

She was dead. A dagger in her chest made a bloodstain the shape of a heart. She had died when her lover had.

*Oh it's 2d4? 1 + 10 = 11

 "Lovely, such a good story"

"Why, thank you! And thank the storybook, it's its creation. Would you like to look around? My little creations have made so much (and here she gestures around) out of these little trees." 

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*balth, want to start a new roleplay?*

 *Maybe I need to see if I can refund my followers for creation points though T_T*

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*Cut w/Gato before this gets worse*

"A Tale, she says." Shesheshen flips through her storybook, grinning. "The tale of the Maiden Fair, perhaps." 

And she begins to read [yap coming].

~~ The Tale of the Maiden Fair ~~

Long, long ago, when nearly nothing resided in the world, when nothingness prevailed above the spiraling tendrils of the real, there lived a maiden in a kingdom. She was a maiden of renowned beauty, and suitors came from all over the land to beg for her hand in marriage. To each and every suitor she would give a task, and each and every suitor would fail that task. 

Suitors began to slow, from a river to a mere trickle, as many realized that she would never marry them. But little did they know that they soon would be head-over-heels once again...

On the night of her birth-day, her eighteenth, she was enjoying herself with friends. They took a sojourn into the garden, and then..****y a few saw, but the maiden was swept away, taken by a foul, loathsome DRAGON.

This dragon was the evilest of all --- doing terrible deeds for amusement. To him, this was just another day.

At once, all the suitors straightened up. To defeat this dragon and rescue the Maiden would be a great achievement! She would surely marry them...

All the suitors tried, and all failed, until one came. Sir Valiant was his name. He had slain a wyrm with his bare hands in his cradle, as the tale went.

He went, and he slew the dragon with ease, then approached the Maiden.

She was dead. A dagger in her chest made a bloodstain the shape of a heart. She had died when her lover had.

*Oh it's 2d4? 1 + 10 = 11

 "Lovely, such a good story"

"Why, thank you! And thank the storybook, it's its creation. Would you like to look around? My little creations have made so much (and here she gestures around) out of these little trees." 

 "Thank you, what have you made?"

*Gato's territory is so big, 2060 feet*

Corvus is at his forge, hammering at a blade with intense precision

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Corvus is at his forge, hammering at a blade with intense precision

 A small cat walks towards them, and watches the hammer strokes

*Naner, if you are lurking, can I refund my 8 followers in exchange for my 13 creation points I just realized as a god of conviction I can start with my own free race*

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Corvus is at his forge, hammering at a blade with intense precision

 A small cat walks towards them, and watches the hammer strokes

Corvus glances at the cat briefly and says, "What domain do you preside over, cat?"

*Wait a moment, I didn't see that the creation points were 2d4 for the first day, so I only rolled 1d4

Let me roll that now 3*

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*Cut w/Gato before this gets worse*

"A Tale, she says." Shesheshen flips through her storybook, grinning. "The tale of the Maiden Fair, perhaps." 

And she begins to read [yap coming].

~~ The Tale of the Maiden Fair ~~

Long, long ago, when nearly nothing resided in the world, when nothingness prevailed above the spiraling tendrils of the real, there lived a maiden in a kingdom. She was a maiden of renowned beauty, and suitors came from all over the land to beg for her hand in marriage. To each and every suitor she would give a task, and each and every suitor would fail that task. 

Suitors began to slow, from a river to a mere trickle, as many realized that she would never marry them. But little did they know that they soon would be head-over-heels once again...

On the night of her birth-day, her eighteenth, she was enjoying herself with friends. They took a sojourn into the garden, and then..****y a few saw, but the maiden was swept away, taken by a foul, loathsome DRAGON.

This dragon was the evilest of all --- doing terrible deeds for amusement. To him, this was just another day.

At once, all the suitors straightened up. To defeat this dragon and rescue the Maiden would be a great achievement! She would surely marry them...

All the suitors tried, and all failed, until one came. Sir Valiant was his name. He had slain a wyrm with his bare hands in his cradle, as the tale went.

He went, and he slew the dragon with ease, then approached the Maiden.

She was dead. A dagger in her chest made a bloodstain the shape of a heart. She had died when her lover had.

*Oh it's 2d4? 1 + 10 = 11

 "Lovely, such a good story"

"Why, thank you! And thank the storybook, it's its creation. Would you like to look around? My little creations have made so much (and here she gestures around) out of these little trees." 

 "Thank you, what have you made?"

*Gato's territory is so big, 2060 feet*

*How'd you get that much space?? I'm just saving up to get to category 2*

"These small--" One yips and barks at her: apparently they can understand her. "---creatures, and this domain. Tales that shall be told for centuries."  

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*Wait a moment, I didn't see that the creation points were 2d4 for the first day, so I only rolled 1d4

Let me roll that now 3*

*huh? Oh hmm 2 (pls be 4)* 

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*Wait a moment, I didn't see that the creation points were 2d4 for the first day, so I only rolled 1d4

Let me roll that now 3*

*huh? Oh hmm 3 (pls be 4)* 

 *Not quite buddy*

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*Cut w/Gato before this gets worse*

"A Tale, she says." Shesheshen flips through her storybook, grinning. "The tale of the Maiden Fair, perhaps." 

And she begins to read [yap coming].

~~ The Tale of the Maiden Fair ~~

Long, long ago, when nearly nothing resided in the world, when nothingness prevailed above the spiraling tendrils of the real, there lived a maiden in a kingdom. She was a maiden of renowned beauty, and suitors came from all over the land to beg for her hand in marriage. To each and every suitor she would give a task, and each and every suitor would fail that task. 

Suitors began to slow, from a river to a mere trickle, as many realized that she would never marry them. But little did they know that they soon would be head-over-heels once again...

On the night of her birth-day, her eighteenth, she was enjoying herself with friends. They took a sojourn into the garden, and then..****y a few saw, but the maiden was swept away, taken by a foul, loathsome DRAGON.

This dragon was the evilest of all --- doing terrible deeds for amusement. To him, this was just another day.

At once, all the suitors straightened up. To defeat this dragon and rescue the Maiden would be a great achievement! She would surely marry them...

All the suitors tried, and all failed, until one came. Sir Valiant was his name. He had slain a wyrm with his bare hands in his cradle, as the tale went.

He went, and he slew the dragon with ease, then approached the Maiden.

She was dead. A dagger in her chest made a bloodstain the shape of a heart. She had died when her lover had.

*Oh it's 2d4? 1 + 10 = 11

 "Lovely, such a good story"

"Why, thank you! And thank the storybook, it's its creation. Would you like to look around? My little creations have made so much (and here she gestures around) out of these little trees." 

 "Thank you, what have you made?"

*Gato's territory is so big, 2060 feet*

*How'd you get that much space?? I'm just saving up to get to category 2*

"These small--" One yips and barks at her: apparently they can understand her. "---creatures, and this domain. Tales that shall be told for centuries."  

 "I love it!"

*There is one specialty that gives you space equal to prof times 1000*

*Gato gets level 2!*

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*Cut w/Gato before this gets worse*

"A Tale, she says." Shesheshen flips through her storybook, grinning. "The tale of the Maiden Fair, perhaps." 

And she begins to read [yap coming].

~~ The Tale of the Maiden Fair ~~

Long, long ago, when nearly nothing resided in the world, when nothingness prevailed above the spiraling tendrils of the real, there lived a maiden in a kingdom. She was a maiden of renowned beauty, and suitors came from all over the land to beg for her hand in marriage. To each and every suitor she would give a task, and each and every suitor would fail that task. 

Suitors began to slow, from a river to a mere trickle, as many realized that she would never marry them. But little did they know that they soon would be head-over-heels once again...

On the night of her birth-day, her eighteenth, she was enjoying herself with friends. They took a sojourn into the garden, and then..****y a few saw, but the maiden was swept away, taken by a foul, loathsome DRAGON.

This dragon was the evilest of all --- doing terrible deeds for amusement. To him, this was just another day.

At once, all the suitors straightened up. To defeat this dragon and rescue the Maiden would be a great achievement! She would surely marry them...

All the suitors tried, and all failed, until one came. Sir Valiant was his name. He had slain a wyrm with his bare hands in his cradle, as the tale went.

He went, and he slew the dragon with ease, then approached the Maiden.

She was dead. A dagger in her chest made a bloodstain the shape of a heart. She had died when her lover had.

*Oh it's 2d4? 1 + 10 = 11

 "Lovely, such a good story"

"Why, thank you! And thank the storybook, it's its creation. Would you like to look around? My little creations have made so much (and here she gestures around) out of these little trees." 

 "Thank you, what have you made?"

*Gato's territory is so big, 2060 feet*

*How'd you get that much space?? I'm just saving up to get to category 2*

"These small--" One yips and barks at her: apparently they can understand her. "---creatures, and this domain. Tales that shall be told for centuries."  

 "I love it!"

*There is one specialty that gives you space equal to prof times 1000*

*Dang* 

"And you? May I see your creations someday? Perhaps we could merge---" she's still trying to fend off the creature "---our domains." 

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*Wait a moment, I didn't see that the creation points were 2d4 for the first day, so I only rolled 1d4

Let me roll that now 3*

*huh? Oh hmm 3 (pls be 4)* 

 *Not quite buddy*

*I'm crashing out*

*I just wanna be Category 2 is that so hard to ask* 

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*Cut w/Gato before this gets worse*

"A Tale, she says." Shesheshen flips through her storybook, grinning. "The tale of the Maiden Fair, perhaps." 

And she begins to read [yap coming].

~~ The Tale of the Maiden Fair ~~

Long, long ago, when nearly nothing resided in the world, when nothingness prevailed above the spiraling tendrils of the real, there lived a maiden in a kingdom. She was a maiden of renowned beauty, and suitors came from all over the land to beg for her hand in marriage. To each and every suitor she would give a task, and each and every suitor would fail that task. 

Suitors began to slow, from a river to a mere trickle, as many realized that she would never marry them. But little did they know that they soon would be head-over-heels once again...

On the night of her birth-day, her eighteenth, she was enjoying herself with friends. They took a sojourn into the garden, and then..****y a few saw, but the maiden was swept away, taken by a foul, loathsome DRAGON.

This dragon was the evilest of all --- doing terrible deeds for amusement. To him, this was just another day.

At once, all the suitors straightened up. To defeat this dragon and rescue the Maiden would be a great achievement! She would surely marry them...

All the suitors tried, and all failed, until one came. Sir Valiant was his name. He had slain a wyrm with his bare hands in his cradle, as the tale went.

He went, and he slew the dragon with ease, then approached the Maiden.

She was dead. A dagger in her chest made a bloodstain the shape of a heart. She had died when her lover had.

*Oh it's 2d4? 1 + 10 = 11

 "Lovely, such a good story"

"Why, thank you! And thank the storybook, it's its creation. Would you like to look around? My little creations have made so much (and here she gestures around) out of these little trees." 

 "Thank you, what have you made?"

*Gato's territory is so big, 2060 feet*

*How'd you get that much space?? I'm just saving up to get to category 2*

"These small--" One yips and barks at her: apparently they can understand her. "---creatures, and this domain. Tales that shall be told for centuries."  

 "I love it!"

*There is one specialty that gives you space equal to prof times 1000*

*Dang* 

"And you? May I see your creations someday? Perhaps we could merge---" she's still trying to fend off the creature "---our domains." 

 "I don't know, I have been gaining power, have not made anything yet"

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*Gato gets level 2!*

 *Gato also gets 3000 feet of influence*