#lambonthealtar

[laneluthorblog]

The Journey Begins

Lane settled back on her knees, her laptop in front of her on the coffee table, her dice tray next to that, and her various bags of dice scattered around. She had cleared the coffee table off for this--and by cleared, she had simply relocated her papers (because they had accumulated in droves after Christmas) to her desk, burying her EMF and other supplies. 

She did not need them today. Not for DND.

“I have a copy of your fighter sheet here, if you need it.” Lane flipped through the PDFs on her laptop with the various character sheets. “And did you bring your own dice? I have plenty that like strangers, if not.”

[stealoncepaytwice]

Keeping Company

Isaac pulled out his phone. He'd gotten a Fuber to drive him, and Emmett's house was just in sight now. He wanted to give a decent heads up, all things considered.

almost here

He paid and got out, then sent another as he stood at the end of the driveway. Just in case the first one was missed.

creep comin up your driveway is just me, first one to the door wins

[persimmononroll]

I have enemies around every corner and I do not think it is wise to post photographic evidence of my current contender lest loose lips sink metaphorical ships. However, here is a picture of last year’s lady, a fine gourd that should have won. Just look at her! Marvelous!

[hugechadboss9000]

FOR WHAT REASON? IS THERE A CHANCE THE PLANET DOES NOT MAKE IT?

[librarygirl]

Comfort Zoned

Noemi didn't get quite as lost this time as on her last trip out of the city. Still, she arrived at Emmett's house about fifteen minutes later than expected.

As she got out of her car, tin of expensive coffee that would double as a gift in hand, she sent a quick text.

A little late, but I'm here.

[deletethis]

i see now. this was the plan >all along<. you cannot be trusted. top conspirator.

don’t worry i’ve trained for this ever since you told me about spirited englishwomen fleeing into the wilds of scotland. though you might feel spirited one day. can’t be too careful.

thanks. it’s been rough since five minutes ago when i saw my partners livestreaming getting lost on social media

they cannot act right, queen. it’s like herding cats down here.

[sendusablade]

Sweat & Cookies

Charlie approached Emmett’s house with a bit of anxiety.  Knowing someone could read her feelings was weird and going over to a Fumblr friend’s house is even weirder but she strangely had a good feeling about this one.  There was something about Emmett that Charlie liked.  They had to be a decent person to be friends with her friends but aside from that, they were a welcome presence on the dash and a good break from all of the bullshit that can sometimes plague it.

The woman was dressed in a loose tank top that was tied at the front and shorts.  Her toned arms held a bag at her side and her hair was tied up in a small ponytail.  A part of her resented having to put it up and show off the scar on her neck but, well, Emmett already knew what happened so there was no use hiding it.

‘I’m outside.’  She texted, letting out a small breath in anticipation. 

[grimalkid]

YES!!!!!

thats my she/they!!!! i went on a craft hungry fugue state and bought a bunch of new yarn that needs to be used so like. you know