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Rather than fall on Paimon, Crocell found themself firmly on the floor by his feet. Ew. What a gross person that almost touched him.

“Not at all. You ought to find your horse before it gets eaten.”

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The floor was far more comfortable than they had imagined, and things moved somewhat less. It didn’t put an end to the strange pounding behind their eyes, though.

“He would, the lecher.” Who’s this douchebag? He didn’t appear to be a potted plant, so this was a definite improvement of circumstances.

“Alas. When intrigue was created, candor was the mold. Appreciate his fishy ass, I do, yes. Do you know where the little beings’ room is? Reshy might have gone for a tinkle.”

#greatkingofthewest #bloodshedbanquet

A very naked, very confused demon stumbled across the banquet floor, their newly-grown beard streaked with regurgitated shrimp cocktail. Their wide, bloody eyes were unable to focus, but within a few moments, they found a suitable party-goer to fall on.

“Have you seen a horse? He’s got a big, whippy fish tail. And half a man instead of a head.”

#bloodshedbanquet #open to party-goers

theescapegoat

“Well, it looks like the professionalism is already declining. Lasted longer than I had expected.” He looked at his watch. Already some blood had been spilled and few demons had taken to fornicating underneath the tables. Whatever was making it’s way around the room, it was working.

“You know, there is more to parties than getting drunk and screwing.” He crossed his arms. No one was listening. “We’re all probably going to die.” He sighed, rolling his eyes.

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“You are so. Right,” Crocell agreed.

To be fair, they really weren’t listening, and, in fact, were approximately 70% sure that they were responding to some sort of particularly adorable potted plant. “I brought Scrabble!”

To their side, a deeply put-upon ichthyocentaur considered bringing out the leash, but instead, he daubed at the blood that had just begun leaking from their nose.

#zaquiel #bloodshedbanquet #crocell and #alrescha

golden-luxuryyy

#prismatic #soothes the soul #Duck Queue

survival-is

While her lips where smiling, it wasn’t present in her eyes. Purah was not fooling anyone - this was a business transaction. “Before you come in, we’re going to need you to leave all weaponry at the door, and I’m going to have to pat you down to make sure you don’t have anything concealed. Do you understand?”

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“Ooh, make sure ya get under ‘is tail, yeah?” The demon and the ichthyocentaur were both naked as light, dripping water on the floor. “He’s a sneaky one, yes he is.” They leaned against the quadruped's flank, other arm held out to facilitate whatever this person was going to decide to do to them. “Though I think we’re both unarmed.”

#have a crocell and an alrescha #survivalis #purah #bloodshedbanquet #alrescha

artxolution

#soothes the soul #prismatic

thecommonchick

finally a bath bomb to match my soul and wardrobe

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artxolution

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“…Right.”

Why were they all like this?

“If you want a better bath there, put one there. But at your own cost. I’m not paying you for something I don’t need.” Truthfully, a nicer bath would be nice, she just wasn’t willing to invest all that much into it.

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“You really hate your super, huh? You betcha, though. I can make it real nice.” Probably not without expanding into the next apartment, but some things were more important than interpersonal relationships. “Prolly take a bit. Miss Madge Unicorn is first in line. I can work on yours during breaks, though.”

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