#dshret

[crownshattered-a2]

@dshret {Harold}~

Fittings were always so awkward... Having to stand perfectly still while someone measured you all over wasn't very exciting, but she supposed that was just part of being in her family. A noblewoman needed her pretty dresses, right? Or, at least something like that. At least this tailor shop was really cool... There was so much for her to look at!!

Which reminded her... "Oh!" she gasped as she quickly looked at the man taking her measurements, moving out of habit before quickly straightening herself back up. "Sorry, sorry- But I just remembered! Umm, my parents wanted me to tell you that I'll also need an eyepatch that matches my dress? I think I forgot to say that..." She hoped that wouldn't be too much trouble for him. Alanna didn't exactly care for the eyepatches her parents had her wear to formal events, but it wasn't like she could say no.

[chivclry]

@dshret

Xingqiu was glad that his element was hydro as being here in the deserts of Sumeru without any source of water would've spelled out trouble for the young heir, he couldn't help his curiosity to venture forth as it was a long trek from Liyue to Sumeru as he heard that there were many unique books he has yet to lay eyes upon.

His hydro vision could only do so much as it was straining his energy to keep moving forward, his vision blurred as head turns to look around. Not good. He was going to fall. Was this where he would meet his end?

He collapsed down to the sand as he struggles to stay conscious, the wind blowing sand on his clothes and such as he lays there at the mercy of the burning sun as well as the various creatures that roamed the lands.

[crownshattered-a2]

@dshret inquired: What's so funny? You haven't got some laughing curse, have you? (Divus to Sam)

⁕| Astarion BG3 Lines |⁕

"You haven't checked Magicam recently, have you.??" the shopkeeper replied, unable to contain his chuckles even as he spoke. There was a reason Sam called these students "little imps". Many of them--particularly the freshmen--were very amusing with their pranks. In a magic-filled school like this one, there was no limit to the hijinks that may ensue.

Sam turned his phone over for the professor to see. On the screen was a video of Crowley. It seemed that someone managed to place a curse on his voice, causing his every word to come out as some sort of bird noise...but he had no idea. So the Headmage was blabbering on as he always did but with every word coming out as a chirp or squawk. After all, isn't that what everyone hears anyway when Crowley goes off on one of his "self-righteous" tangents?

"I have no idea which imp did this, but they're a genius," Sam said as he continued to laugh. Crowley was going to be pissed when he finds out about this, but it was hilarious.

[astralfist]

"Hello? War god???? Ares??? Hello???? Earth to god of war that broke into my apartment just because? Where the hell are you?! We're not finished talking!"

What were they even going to talk about?

[kingofwaywardsouls]

Watching the first TKRB movie with @dshret

Mikazuki: -about to fall and probably die-

Hasebe: -comes in the nick of time to stop Mikazuki from falling-

Mikazuki: -slow dramatic turn with the widen eyes-

Hasebe: -looks at Mikazuki-

Mikazuki: -looks at Hasebe-

Me: I admit that's kinda gay

Me and the bestie: -bursting into laughter-

[ilestlesoleil-movedtofarspirit]

“ Here are some scissors. Now cut it out. ” from skully

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He recoils as if struck, the mere suggestion from Skully earning a look of pure horror across his features. “ Good heavens ! ” he exclaims, scandalized. “ You want me to cut it ? Do you have any idea how long it took me to get my hair the way it is ? If I start snipping away willy-nilly because some … thing put gum in it, I might as well just shave it all off now and get myself a wig ! ”

Then again, that could … no, no ! Absolutely not ! Charles Farspirit cannot go around in a wig. You can’t wash a wig, and when people compliment it, it won’t feel the same. Why, oh why do such unfortunate things have to happen to him ? He who has done nothing wrong in his entire life.

He clutches the lock dramatically, as if already mourning it. “ There must be another way — oil, ice, a spell, divine intervention —anything ! I will not be remembered as the prince who fell to a rogue wad of gum ! ”

[astralfist]

“ Why am I suffering? I have so many correct opinions and takes. ” (sebek)

ABSOLUTELY UNHINGED COMEDIC RELIEF

Did this thunderbolt-headed dipshit really just say he was suffering? From what? Being in the wrong?

Craig couldn't help but give him a blank stare for a good minute. It was probably a bit obvious at this point that he was now judging him in silence, and it was like no matter how many facts somebody can spit at this guy, Sebek always has some need to prove them wrong even if the individual was actually correct.

Stubborn manchild.

Well there was only one way to prove to Sebek that this red delicious apple has no poison in it.

While Sebek was still going on his rant and trying to spout this and that, without any hesitation, Craig had shoved the apple onto Sebek's mouth, hoping he'd finally believe him that the apple isn't poison, also to get this thunderbolt-headed dipshit to quit yapping like there's no tomorrow.

[crownshattered-a2]

@dshret inquired: "Your teeth are chattering." (divus to sam)

⁕| Left Outside |⁕

" No, no, I'm p-perfectly fine! " the shopkeeper argued with a quick grin, but the smile did nothing to hide the shiver that ran through his body. Sam had a reputation to uphold for the sake of his shop, and that meant an almost inhuman perfection. Not that he minded. Usually, this was relatively easy to keep up with. But it was hard to pretend not to be freezing while setting up outside decorations in the heart of winter.

The shop was just about to launch its annual New Year's sale, so there was plenty of work to be done. Sam had considered having the students he 'hired' to help him run the sale do the decorations instead, but he couldn't afford to have this messed up. And so, here he was out in the bitter cold. He didn't think anyone else would be up and outside this early in the morning, so he was a bit surprised to see the alchemy professor.

Sam continued his work, setting up the decorations in front of the Mystery Shop while glancing at Divus now and then. " What brings you out h-here so early in the m-morning, Professor? " Continuing to play it off as if it were nothing, hoping Divus would leave it be. Part of Sam almost envied the professor's large fur coat, but if needed, he had a few tricks up his sleeves for keeping warm.