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also should i feel like i should wait till our glorious GM posts before i reply since robin is kinda splitting off for the moment, correct me if im wrong there

Guilty. I'm crampy, financially nervous after cutting my clients that now want AI "shepherding" instead of my writing, and it's frankly too-damn-hot... but I also reconnected with my witchy side and my cat has been unusually snuggly, so yeah—It's a good day. (Also offering Izzy a hug ❤ because it always helps me) The next person loves thunderstorms.

I was kind of imagining Velvet and Robin entering the party together, so if there's something you want to do in that space, I'm sure it's fine. But yeah, it feels like the next event will come from the GM (unless someone starts stirring the pot? idk)

Not even that, I am just used as an extra work force. Cleaning, lugging shit, anything they do around the house.

ah yea the consequence of appearing too dependable i guess

Just to do shit... I work with family.

PEOPLE WONT QUIT PESTERING ME! RAAAHHHH!!!!!

He smiled as she began to undress as well. Frankly, the camaraderie of the baths was one thing he missed greatly from his old life although mixed bathing was taboo both there and in the onsen. He preferred the company of pretty young women to cranky old men who only seemed to complain. He wondered if the hotel had a communal hot tub or banya in addition to the one in his room. As he pulled his undershirt over his head, he wondered how she would react to his body hair. He'd always been on the hirsute side, and he was no arena fighter to shave and oil himself so that his muscles glistened in the sun. Vanity. No thank you. He'd also noticed

There was a certain feeling which gnawed at the back of the wolf's mind, something which emanated from Jason. He was angry? No, that wasn't it. It was a similar feeling though. Disappointed? Sort of. That felt closest, she decided. Not knowing what the thing was had disappointed the man. She was worried that he might perhaps throw her out from his home, to relax and leave her to pursue other things. Miu would not have been upset. It felt like that might be a normal reaction, at least for her. Ears perked up when Jason spoke. He desired time. Perhaps he had something that he needed to do? But then he spoke words which confused her too.

Frustrated, Jason dropped the pad and the pencil in his lap and just looked at the girl-wolf. He was frustrated; he wanted very much to be able to talk with her, or communicate somehow. She tilted her head. It was one of those small gestures that a woman can make that can amplify her attractiveness by a hundredfold without her even realizing it; a thousand-pound bomb of pure sexual desire exploding at once. His face grew warm, his fatigue fell away, and he was getting so damned hard that it was painful. Oh to hell with it, he thought. I want this. Her grooming behavior a few moments ago gave him an idea. "A moment please, my sw

Guilty. You need a hug, Izzy? Next poster has had a pretty good day.

Not guilty... I've never been on an athletic team. I was always one of those "last 5 picked" girls. Just unpopular, I guess. The next person would give a sad girl a big hug right now.

One month had passed since the coup against the king of the underground city, Kingpin. With the man's death and the subsequent defeat of the mercenaries under the man's employ, the people trapped under Kingpin's rule were free to finally return to the surface. Alone in a cheap apartment, a man who had many things taken from him as part of Kingpin's schemes sat alone in front of a cheap wooden table. His once blonde hair had been dyed jet black and his golden eyes lacked the same light they had before a planned encounter led to the deaths of those he formed bonds with while underground. As he sat alone in silence, one name continued to rac

about what exactly?

Not guilty. Humans are TERRIBLE about using power. If anyone had magic they would Lord it over everyone else in vulgar displays like we see with wealth. Next poster owns a skateboard and rides it.

Guilty. Something about this place or the inhabitants here encourages a reckless honesty in me, and I've connected with a couple people to a level I didn't expect. They might just think I'm crazy, and that's fine. It's a fair assessment. But I hope I'm providing some goodness back that people can take away into the rest of their lives. The next person has sung out loud in the last week (not humming or quiet, whisper singing)

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