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A few new screenshots.

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Just finished this promo art for The Spiral Scouts. Coming to PC and Mac, like, pretty soon...

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It's Remae from The Spiral Scouts. She doesn't know anything. Don't ask her shit.

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Remae in the land of who knows what!

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We changed the name of Spirals Hollow to The Spiral Scouts. Yes, this is the second name change, but it’s the last one!

Also check out the update video HunieDev did showing some WIP footage of The Spiral Scouts and Huniepop 2.

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Some indoor/underground screenshots from Spirals Hollow. Getting closer and closer to release! :)

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Just some evidence that we’re still working on the game.

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an unedited drabble of Remulys admiring Mavis

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Remulys swirled the whiskey in his glass before raising it to his lips. The harsh bite did nothing to bring his eyes away from the sylvari they were planted on. They blazed yellow and hungry as he dragged them up her taut calves and to her full thighs. She wore skin-tight leggings almost the same color as her dark brown skin. She may as well be naked.

Oh, what a sight that would be.

An absolute pleasure.

She was speaking to the barkeep, purchasing some odds, ends, and small vials and bottles. Her nimble hands worked her sachel open to carefully place them inside. They’d make a mess if handled poorly.

But she wasn’t one to handle anything poorly. Not with those deft fingers.

Out from her bag, she produced a small, beige pouch and poured its contents onto the bar. Counting out her coins, she slid a specified amount over to the keeper, who in turn pocketed the currency.

Her lips offered a warm smile as she spoke her thanks. Another few words exchanged, and the lips turned into a lax state of seriousness. More words. Another smile and a bow of her head, and she took her leave.

Right back to his table in the corner.

She still followed him around, but he found it wasn’t quite worth asking why anymore. While he felt his wounds would need no further moderation, he truthfully didn’t care. Should he wish it, he could easily ignore her. He’s done so many times before.

Although nowadays, it wasn’t often that he did.

Upon reaching the table, she placed her hands on her hips.

Hips that swayed oh-so-perfectly when she walked. Hips that grabbed his attention several times on the daily.

She said something about needing to actually pay his running tab, or the barkeep would do something about it. He only regarded her with a bored expression.

She then turned around and walked to the stairs where, at the top, her room was located.

And oh, did his eyes follow after.