Hello, Skylar. How are you doing today? Well I hope?
hello autumntrollsSomething different cute and little you so we help it better now something nice whats the best favorite game time no theyre no where she let you tuesday wednesday tiny little.
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Hello, Skylar. How are you doing today? Well I hope?
hello autumntrollsSomething different cute and little you so we help it better now something nice whats the best favorite game time no theyre no where she let you tuesday wednesday tiny little.
As it turns out, Risori has a fine singing voice, and she’s in one of those rare moods to flaunt it.
Celebration *zzzzt* time!
>You are Ravion Mettalus, and you find yourself in a rather fancy club, drinking in celebration of a job well done on your new prototype suit that you and your assistant have finished. You have already contacted your moirail to join you in the party, and are eagerly awaiting them.
autumntrolls replied to your post:Ok! I am sitting here in the dark, and doing my...
@ least it wasnt a camel cricket. i get those all the time bc i live in a basement.
I live in the South....we have some pretty nasty spiders here. I don't care what kind of spider it is, it died for other spider's sins. Not risking a recluse.
Bouncy, hyperactive Isoria fidgeting in the distance like a three year old Great Dane that still thinks its a lap sized puppy...
The Goddess of Mercy is gonna be SO FUCKING HAPPY to see two new trolls, y'all just don't know!
One night down... two to go...
Good god damn, why did your heat cycles have to suck so hard and be so goddamn random?
God bless your patient Ashen. He'd offered to go get you butter toffee because aside from your maddening need for physical contact that kept devolving into pitifully needy make outs, you were having the weirdest fucking food cravings, but didn't trust yourself to leave the hive.
God you loved your quadrants... But the low growls of discomfort that could be heard from under your block door sure as hell didn't make it sound that way.
And God help them all, you'd be stuck like this for two more nights at the very least.
Looks like the photographer that's been following Risori around has gotten a candid shot of her with her Moirail, Gavril Grotte in a tasteful black and white.
Thanks again to insomniouscreator for this gorgeous portrait of Earth and Sky