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eldritchwreckage replied to your post: I feel much better. You know I haven’t really...
Boooo
[Takes a bow.] I'm here all millennium.
Dave! //sticks a candy cane in his mouth//
“Aww Trashy, you know how to cheer a fella up around Christmas.”
Witches, glow, motel
witches; how do you like to dress?
mostly in nerdy graphic t-shirt prints and the same jacket and the same brown pants. i prefer comfort!
glow; do you have or want any tattoos? what of?
i don’t have tattoos, but those watercolor ones look so pretty!
motel; are you superstitious?
yes. not extremely superstitious since i would love to debunk some of the famous myths every now and then, but i don’t want to cross the border either
Lucifer did you know an Asmodeus?
Yes. They were a general of mine in the Great Debate before the Fall. They continue to be a Prince and one of the few Fallen I still trust with one eye open. They sired the cambion Merlin, as well. Very driven and ambitious.
(( A friend of mine used to play them for a hot minute on a blog that is now decommissioned. I’ve otherwise NPCed them when I needed for both this blog and for my Merlin blog. ))
Welcome back friend!
Thank you, friend. It’s good to be back.
You’re well, I hope?
Yum yum tasty bun.
“NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE!” he screeched as he high-tailed it for the nearest gap in the coral.
Ain't you fucked up? What's the occasion?
“Mm,” the fae hums, leaning forward a little before tipping back into the leaves. He is quiet a moment, letting the forest floor stop rippling beneath him before answering. “Debts,” he mumbles, though it sounds a little like more like ‘deaths.’
Jem~
‘my god!!!’