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*sitting in front Of where Sylvan is*
*in her enclosure and fast asleep, almost completely buried in the sand save for her head*

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(@shy-girl-toots
*sitting in front Of where Sylvan is*
*in her enclosure and fast asleep, almost completely buried in the sand save for her head*
by Michele Parisi
*the winds of the Void howl outside the Railjack as it weaves between planets, asteroids, and other celestial bodies at FTL (Faster Than Light) speeds. At the helm is Doctor Wylde, who has temporarily switched his body out for one modeled after the Orokin, and decorated himself in the regalia of House Entrati. Blake, Emma, and Oswald are playing in the nursery with Natah. Slyvan is basking in her enclosure, Janus and @love-lust-clown are probably snuggling somewhere, and Evie is getting her butt kicked by Odin at a chess-like game called Komi. Also on the ship - if they accepted the vacation invitation - are @xen-or-xavier-wylde, both @emily-and-r, @p3nny-bakes-cookies, @thad-the-jock, @natethemurderbean, @solvar-the-drone, @v-the-worker-drone, @v-the-murder-drone, @theblackcubeofdarkness, and of course the Railjack's crew.*
Open RP
*Slyvan is in the middle of molting and desperately scratching herself on some rocks to both get rid of the old skin and alleviate the unbearable itchiness that always comes with this process*
Everyone, Uzi and Darren killed Emily
WHAT?!
*starts crying*
I don't care that I can't digest metal, those kids are food now.
*𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔬𝔩𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢*
I wish I still had the Solver. I would love to kill them.
OOC
Because I can, I have decided to give all my characters a theme song.
Dr. Wylde:
Emma:
Odin:
Slyvan:
Evelyn:
Olaf:
Cyn:
Elizabeth:
Asmodeus:
Hmm...
*touches her side and feels her scales*
*they feel loose, like dead skin*
*heads into Slyvan's room*
Girl are you ok?
*she appears to be taking a nap, though she doesn't look so well. Her eyes are glassy and her scales have become dull and faded*