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(Hmm...)
(New Goal: Find a way to create a perfect lemon cake that can be eaten by vampires.)
Wobbegong, Graag brom, and Isrike
(Lol)
Graag brom and Foxfound
("Owo, UmU. Rawr. X3"
-Valorie
"It's like she's trying to speak to me. I know it "
-A very confused Dino
*Barfs*
-A disgusted Ravyn, vomiting on S's lap.)
Spartan soon arrived at the Hangout.
"Did you guys see the frozen tree outside?"
(I noticed.
RIP Ravyn. -2019
Just not the same without Pink hair.)
(Ravyn barfs blood, as she doesn’t usually eat h00man food. So... ugh...)
Yep, that tree was really frozen, though the hours in the heat of Africa had melted a fair amount of the ice on it. Otherwise, pretty chilly to the touch.
Ravyn was no longer there, but evidence of her presence was noticed. Like that steel dagger lodged in the television screen.
(Oof)
Wobbegong and Graag brom
(She hates peanut butter.)
"Hm."
S grabbed the dagger with an oven mitt.
He then pitched the dagger in the lost and found as he didn't know who's dagger it was. The real Ravyn would have a...what did the OG Ravyn use as weapons? She had a whip...but...she had like a sword in one hand and would use her other hand to cast her fire spells.
The dagger felt cold to the touch, and it looked like it had frost lightly coating the shell.
Spartan knew Ravyn maintained a plethora of weaponry, but she usually used either a steel sword or spears.
Perhaps Spartan could find the footage feed?
Wobbegong and Graag brom
He found the tapes. As well as other types of tapes. F L E X tape being one of them.
"Exie's...s...saxophone tape? Huh, never would have guessed." S commented out loud, placing the tape aside.
"Watergate." S promptly pitched that tape in the lost and found.
He held what looked to be a cassette tape that had been badly burned. You could barley make out the title, "Spartan's mix tape."
S slid that one under the couch, hoping it would never see the light of day, ever again.
"Here we go, today's video tape recording of today's event. Because both UIJ, Wobbegong and Exie monitor *all* that happens here."
S stood up with said tape. "You here that Marty?! There's thre- no, four people that want to know your location."
"The Real Ghostbusters. The Mystery Machine. Alex Jones. Your mom, Laaarisa. And me."
S grumbled to himself as he was about to put the tape in the VHS tape recorder, but then realized that was connected to the TV that had been stabbed...
*Sigh*
He got the dagger out of the lost and found, trying to brush the frost off the blade.
When that didn't work, he settled the blade down on the table, spinning it to see if it would point in any particular direction. This went as well as one would think, not very well. Spinning it again to amuse himself Spartan accidentally nicked his knuckle. Great, now the blade had both his fingerprints and a drop of his blood on it.
*doubleplus sigh*
("You're my little teddy bear
My lovey-lovey-dovey little teddy bear
You're the apple strudel of mein eye."
-Valorie with a t h i c c vampire accent
"Whatever you may ask
Becomes my happy task
I only live to serve you."
-Dino with hearts in his eyes
*regurgitates blood*
-Ravyn vomiting blood on S's sleeve)
("Why do they get to be happy?"
-Ravyn to S about Dino and Valorie)
("It's been 84 years..."
-Dino to Ravyn finally visiting him
Although, he should be the one visiting her, since she's running a nation and he's retired...)
(Dino: "Hello briiah, sorry I'm just now visiting you after all these years, I've just been very busy with some stuff."
Ravyn: "That's fine, it's great now that you are here now fo-"
Valorie: *bursts in to the room*
"I'm stuff~"
Dino: "Valorie, n00000000000000000000000")
Graag brom, Elfland, and The brytish isles
The Ettin, Underneath Bitumenwald, Elfland
FORSEEKING DAYBOOK NUMBRE 1 | LIFESCRAFT PROGRAMME I was beginning to lose hope in our skill in finding halidoms of markworthiness; but then, Godessly Forsight. The unearthing of a lifetime. A wuldergem: the largest and greatest gemstone found yet. A token of Elvish atheldom and a sign from Sun herself. The Lifewatch was sent to get the stone for the Queen's own set. And they couldn't move it... not with shackles, not with wagons, nothing. When the mountain wouldn't come to me, I brought everything to the mountain. My tools. My staff. The most knowledged man in the Richewier on weapons; Groupfurer Elfsib of Elsesit. Little did we know that we were about to bring to light something that would change our understanding of the world! Underseeker Elflithe of Richesbeach Headwoman of the Lifescraft Programme
{Experimental story format. Might expand later. May allow interactions as well.}
Somewhere, in a timeline that had long since been disconnected from this one, Marty woke up with a start, shrugged, and went back to bed. His mum was probably baking cookies downstairs, but none of us get to have any. That ship sailed a long time ago.
Kiri noticed the mixtape get slid under her couch. She briefly possessed it to move it over to her side so she could inspect it.
Meanwhile, someone was cooking, or attempting to cook, in the kitchen. The amount of smoke coming from the door suggested things weren't going as well as they could be.
The sofa, of course, was different from the couch. Specifically, it was across the coffee table from it.
She may have noticed a spirit of some sort peering curiously and warily at her from behind the couch.
The stare made the spirit nervous.
"Um... hello?"
Meanwhile, Z exited the kitchen, trying to wave away the smoke with a saucepan.
*cough* *cough* "Well... that's the last time I try to make pineapple jello."
"Er... I'm really really sorry, but I don't know what that means... I can speak English and I can speak Japanese, but I can't speak anything else..."
"Oh. Well, then... what's your name? I'm Kiri."
Most of the smoke had cleared, as Z had opened a window. She marched back into the kitchen, wearing the saucepan as a sort of helmet. The sound of the oven being turned on could be heard.
"Ravyn Wyrmbound. A pleasure," she replied.
She would get no use out of the mix tape, as the tape portion had been burned and charred.
S noticed this and got a fire distinguisher.
"Stuff on fire, yo." Said the fire distinguisher.
Graag brom and Foxfound
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