Jan 13, 2014
4 weary travelers in the unknown lands
"Eh..? Why are you suddenly here..? Um, i guess i should at least say hi. Well, hi. I'm Katsuko Takara, SHSL Roleplayer. Who are you..?"
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4 weary travelers in the unknown lands
"Eh..? Why are you suddenly here..? Um, i guess i should at least say hi. Well, hi. I'm Katsuko Takara, SHSL Roleplayer. Who are you..?"
shsl-puppetmaster replied to your post: "Wait what’s this about piercings be...
"I’m very confused what’s a dick piercing?"
"Ugh. It's exactly what it sounds like."
shsl-puppetmaster started a rumor
Wallachia stepped out of the shadows right into the young lady's path. "Such a chance meeting. I've heard some interesting rumors you play with strings for living. How foolishly human. I to play with stings, but it is flesh and blood which I control." He leered down at her with empty eyes and smiled. "You're just in time for a spectacular show. Wont you be a dear and play the puppet for me?"
She waves her hand at him "who are you?" tilts head.
When he realizes she's waving he breaks into a big grin. "I'm Katsurou Muga! Sorry if I was staring, I just really like looking at people, you know?"
4 People has Entered the Art Room.
shsl-puppetmaster
pintsizedprogrammer
shslfastnfurious
zomedi
"Ah..Hello and good day to all of you!" Cateline said as she smiled, and gave a polite bow she was happy to get to see some new faces and some familiar one's. "My name is Cateline Dunois, and it is a pleasure to meet everyone."
She tilted her head "hello!" she waved with her long sleeve.
Sakura raised her hand to the other girl.
"Hello, there. Do you need something?"
Welcome to Cafe Cinnamon, Shsl-Puppetmaster!
A small white dog stands-erm, floats, behind the cafe’s counter. “Good morning miss, may I interest you in something to drink, or perhaps a bite to eat?” he politely bows, the tips of his ears lightly brushing the edge of the counter.