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10/10/2020 5:35 pm
> A large grey rat arrives through an expanse of Piazza Vecchia to the south.
> A festively dressed young girl cheerfully waves, "Happy Hallows!"
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10/10/2020 11:05 pm
You cheer a large pond, "Good haul today!"
You wrestle your net ashore, without a catch.
13/10/2020 12:25 am
> Miles retorts to Bruno, "As if she'd let me touch her..."
> Margrat glances at Orla.
> Miles poises his words just-so.
> Miles continues then, "...fabrics."
> Miles caddishly shifts his bright hazel eyes.
Bruno shakes his head at Orla, "No! Never. I am simply suggesting you might like Miles' hands."
Bruno waggles his close-set eyebrows at Orla suggestively, "You know... on your... "fabrics."
> Bruno curls his fingers airily.
Margrat laughs amusedly.
> Miles agrees effortlessly with Bruno, "They -are- very soft. It's all the lanolin from the wool."
Orla snorts amusedly, "I'm slowly regretting waking up."
> Orla mostly jests.
> Orla regardless lifts her fine nose, "No man touches my ...fabrics until they earn it."
> Margrat chuckles at Orla's words.
> Orla says, "Maybe a woman, if it's just to compare fabrics."
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15/10/2020 6:09 pm
Omg, I just realized today that we now have not only Jock the Scottish Terrier, but also Lady the Spaniel! Now we just need Trusty the Bloodhound and Tramp the mutt! Oh, and then we need to have Lady and Tramp go to Mama Florentine's one night and have them share a serving of spaghetti and meatballs! xD
16/10/2020 1:17 pm
Persephone flails her arms at the clear skies, "DEVIL BIRDS!"
19/10/2020 12:02 am
> You hear a man hollering "Good grief, you scared the daylights out of me. Do you ever sleep?!" from an expanse of Piazza Vecchia to the north.
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21/10/2020 5:17 pm
Orla yells, "I can make pie!"
22/11/2020 8:49 pm
> OOC -- Darlene says, "*gasps!* I'm going to make a German"
> OOC - Darlene loses her connection.
> OOC -- Persephone says, "o.O"
OOC -- You say, "<.< >.>"
> OOC -- Persephone says, ">.> Guess she's gonna go make a german"
25/11/2020 4:32 am
@thalia LOL! I meant to say German Chocolate cake. My internet kept throwing me off. It would stay online... then offline. It was a typo also 🤣
29/11/2020 8:09 pm
Orla perks lots, "Tell her I need her! But not in the sexual way because she is missing parts."
02/12/2020 5:07 pm
> Orla falls instantly
Orla rolls under a dark mahogany long counter.
Orla rolls under a dark mahogany long counter.
> Orla dozes.
> Orla leaves the world.
12/12/2020 6:18 pm
Orla rolls under a limestone bench lazily.
Orla poofs.
Orla leaves the world.
25/12/2020 8:32 pm
Miles swirls his holly red watered silk ascot airily, "Santa, baby... slip a sable under the tree."
Miles pops his left hip to-the-left, "...for me!"
You laughingly observe Miles over your glass flute of bubbly champagne.
Miles gigglingly dissolves his soft voice, ""Been an awful good boy!"
Miles nevertheless minces toward you, "Santa, baby...."
Miles straightens your ermine fur-trimmed holly red velvet hat even-better with his slender hands, "... hurry down the chimney to me---!"
26/12/2020 3:30 pm
pet jesus
> You move from an expanse of Piazza Vecchia to the south to a life-size Nativity scene.
> Thalia looks really odd petting the fake Jesus doll.
05/01/2021 9:02 pm
You look at your softly curved hips.
A pair of softly curved hips. It bears a puncture.
You peek at your softly curved hips, "At least it isn't so deep this time?"
> Doctor Beth cheers, "No stitches!"
You like Doctor Beth's words, "Yaaaaaay!"
> Doctor Beth takes a jar of maggots from her field kit.
> Doctor Beth shifts her large brown eyes.
You peer at Doctor Beth now.
You stare at Doctor Beth hard.
> Doctor Beth waves her arms, "I didn't infect it!"
You puff your cheeks, "You willed this into existence!"
> Doctor Beth laughs helplessly, "I don't enjoy treating infections you know."
> Your skin stings as Doctor Beth cleans your softly curved hips.>
You doubt Doctor Beth deeply, "Are you sure?"
You consider Doctor Beth's expression.
> Doctor Beth grins at you, "Yes?"
> Doctor Beth applies her jar of maggots to your softly curved hips.
Doctor Beth's jar of maggots immedately goes to work on the flesh of Thalia's softly curved hips.
You murmur quietly, "Fibber."
