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DEAR READER

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Peter Solarz
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Love Begins
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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Cosmic Funnies
almost home
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@tempestuouscopper
@tempestuouscopper
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Do you consider yourself to be a good person? What traits do you think a bad person has?
Penny blinked. "Uhm. I guess so. I'm an apothecary and I provide care for people who don't have much money. I usually accept... Just whatever they can afford and many times it results in amazing pieces of art. I have paintings, vases and I won't be running out of jams or jellies for my breakfasts anytime soon. Sometimes children bring me little handmade trinkets to get medicine for a parent too sick to come themselves. I have shelves of those. I like showing them off. One little girl makes me tiny pebble animals for her brother's medicine." Penny smiles as she rambles about the items she accepts in payment from her patients."Oh.. What makes bad traits in a person? Being inflexible. I get sometimes you cannot yield, but you have to know when to bend and when to stand your ground. If you never bend, one day you'll break."
My muse is bored and wants curious anons. No questions are off limits, abuse this opportunity!
Marcus gave her a knowing grin. "Why should you never tell pigs secrets? Because they'll squeal."
"Dad... Oh dear gods."
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Marcus looked across the table at his daughter with a grin as they drank their morning coffee. "Why was the tomato blushing? Because it saw the salad dressing..." He began to laugh at his own joke.
“Dad. Gods. No. Not again.” She reached out and tried to smack him with a paper fan. “I take it you and the other Honeymann sibling are getting along well?”
“I suppose you could say so.. But what about you and, Razor? Are his memories returning, or are you both having to start in the beginning stages?”
“It’s better to start over. We’re not the same people we were.” She looked down. “His name is Sam. I haven’t told him other wise.”
“So he hasn’t seen the little secret between your legs.” He smirks and suddenly realized how bad that sounds. “I mean I have seen you asleep flopping around here and there in your shorts.”
“Dad. I know you know about the scarification. You were the one who over saw it.” She laughed. “I remember so distinctly. RAZOR THAT’S TOO DEEP.” She mimicked his booming voice and laughed.
“You are my baby girl.. I was worried for you.” He frowns. “But I agree that it is a good thing to start fresh.. So how do you feel about him in your time together thus far?”
"His coffee is better than Coffeebot 3.5."
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Penny paused and look to the stranger, she pulled her scarf tighter over her face. “You wanna build a snowman with me?” She pondered the idea and slowly realised, “Uhm… How do we make one?” Dusky cheeks flared red and it wasn’t just from the winter chill. “You’d think as long as I’ve been here in Queensdale I’d have learned huh?”(Thank you. Gully! ❤️ Can we keep this one going a bit?)
“Why would you have?” Gulmont asks, a brow raised. “It’s not like Kryta gets snow all that often. Hell, the Asura have to make fake snow for Wintersday.” He lets out a small chuckle, the corners of his mouth twitching upward. He then looks over at the snow that covers the ground, a hand going to rub the back of his neck. “An elementalist told me that to make a snowman, all they have to do is extend their hand, concentrate really hard, and poof, it’d appear right in front of them, but I figure we’ll do things the old fashion way.” Bending down, he begins to make a snow ball, then roll it around, gathering more snow as he goes. “Here, do like I do.”
Penny leaned over and began trying to form a snowball, but she made a cube. “That’s not right… And I can’t just roll it like a meatball… Wait!” She starts cupping her hands to finally shape the ball and begins to shape more snow around it. “Hey this is pretty easy…”
“How the hell did you make a cube?” Gulmont asks, baffled. “Wait, are you actually an Asura in an artificial body?” He pales. “My gods, it’s happening, isn’t it? It’s finally happening. The Asura are infiltrating everything, even those we least expect!” He then shrugs. “Eh, was going to happen eventually. I for one welcome my new overlords.” He looks around, then whispers, “They’ve ears everywhere.”
"Cubes are easi... No I'm not an asura, but my dad works with a few of them. Cubes just have a more pleasing appearance to me. Like they have a surprise inside them and you have to take them apart to find it. Spheres are... Like food."
Marcus looked across the table at his daughter with a grin as they drank their morning coffee. "Why was the tomato blushing? Because it saw the salad dressing..." He began to laugh at his own joke.
“Dad. Gods. No. Not again.” She reached out and tried to smack him with a paper fan. “I take it you and the other Honeymann sibling are getting along well?”
“I suppose you could say so.. But what about you and, Razor? Are his memories returning, or are you both having to start in the beginning stages?”
“It’s better to start over. We’re not the same people we were.” She looked down. “His name is Sam. I haven’t told him other wise.”
“So he hasn’t seen the little secret between your legs.” He smirks and suddenly realized how bad that sounds. “I mean I have seen you asleep flopping around here and there in your shorts.”
"Dad. I know you know about the scarification. You were the one who over saw it." She laughed. "I remember so distinctly. RAZOR THAT'S TOO DEEP." She mimicked his booming voice and laughed.
Marcus looked across the table at his daughter with a grin as they drank their morning coffee. "Why was the tomato blushing? Because it saw the salad dressing..." He began to laugh at his own joke.
“Dad. Gods. No. Not again.” She reached out and tried to smack him with a paper fan. “I take it you and the other Honeymann sibling are getting along well?”
“I suppose you could say so.. But what about you and, Razor? Are his memories returning, or are you both having to start in the beginning stages?”
"It's better to start over. We're not the same people we were." She looked down. "His name is Sam. I haven't told him other wise."
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Penny paused and look to the stranger, she pulled her scarf tighter over her face. “You wanna build a snowman with me?” She pondered the idea and slowly realised, “Uhm… How do we make one?” Dusky cheeks flared red and it wasn’t just from the winter chill. “You’d think as long as I’ve been here in Queensdale I’d have learned huh?”(Thank you. Gully! ❤️ Can we keep this one going a bit?)
“Why would you have?” Gulmont asks, a brow raised. “It’s not like Kryta gets snow all that often. Hell, the Asura have to make fake snow for Wintersday.” He lets out a small chuckle, the corners of his mouth twitching upward. He then looks over at the snow that covers the ground, a hand going to rub the back of his neck. “An elementalist told me that to make a snowman, all they have to do is extend their hand, concentrate really hard, and poof, it’d appear right in front of them, but I figure we’ll do things the old fashion way.” Bending down, he begins to make a snow ball, then roll it around, gathering more snow as he goes. “Here, do like I do.”
Penny leaned over and began trying to form a snowball, but she made a cube. "That's not right... And I can't just roll it like a meatball... Wait!" She starts cupping her hands to finally shape the ball and begins to shape more snow around it. "Hey this is pretty easy..."
Marcus looked across the table at his daughter with a grin as they drank their morning coffee. "Why was the tomato blushing? Because it saw the salad dressing..." He began to laugh at his own joke.
"Dad. Gods. No. Not again." She reached out and tried to smack him with a paper fan. "I take it you and the other Honeymann sibling are getting along well?"
knuckle dusters: what’s your pain tolerance?
Penny paused and placed a finger to her lips in thought. "I am unsure. But it's probably pretty low."
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Penny paused and look to the stranger, she pulled her scarf tighter over her face. "You wanna build a snowman with me?" She pondered the idea and slowly realised, "Uhm... How do we make one?" Dusky cheeks flared red and it wasn't just from the winter chill. "You'd think as long as I've been here in Queensdale I'd have learned huh?"(Thank you. Gully! ❤️ Can we keep this one going a bit?)