A cramped boudoir (indoors).
Fissures pepper the rocky surfaces of four basalt walls forming the boundaries
of this stifling boudoir, which do little to keep out the pulsating waves of
heat from its surroundings. Numerous portraits of Hecate hang haphazardly upon
the northern face, emphasising the voluminous curves, or lack thereof, of the
Crone Queen in a poor attempt at seduction. Thick and unbridled, the stench of
rot and decay hangs heavily in the air, blanketing in particular a tiny bed
pushed against the western partition. Dried streaks of reddish-brown blood and
patches of yellowish discolourations stain the once-white sheets, the crumpled
fabric dangling onto the floor after one too many rough nights. Lacking in any
visible windows or sources of light beyond the dull heat of magma, this chamber
is one created to offer the utmost privacy to its occupants, shielding them
beneath a shroud of darkness. Hanging upon an adjacent wall, a faded picture of
Tanris Rozzan stares across at the bed. Her modesty barely contained, the Crone
Queen Hecate stands here in a virescent wedding dress.
There are no obvious exits.
That's how it was. To clean up the actual consummation log or not... there's not enough bleach to clean that.
I get uncomfortable with RL affection, just imagining you had to RP that is making me feel really nauseous.
Not nauseous enough to stop eating my delicious sweet chilli chips, but still... *crunches on a chip that is probably eerily similar to things in Hecate’s folds*
To be clear, there was about five emotes of tame foreplay and then I got deepslept and she did her thing. Don’t want anyone to miss a gross log cause they think it contains me going to town on her haha.
The building of this event from the Garden side was really fantastic. So many iterations of "can we do this?", "is this too gross?", "how can we convey the appropriate events without crossing the line?"
Huge kudos to the team who shall remain nameless for the sake of their ongoing therapy!
Just think, you could now be an expecting father of cute little chaos babies.
Give us -real- shop logs! Not another misinterpretation of features we ask for, turned into something that either doesn't help at all, or doesn't remotely resemble what we wanted to begin with.
Thanks!
Current position of some of the playerbase, instead of expressing a desire to fix problems:
Vhaynna: "Honest question - if you don't like Achaea or the current admin, why do you even bother playing?"
Hecate is so awesome. I think I got lucky being her tribute. Seems Dunn got lucky also!
(D.M.A.): Cooper says, "Kyrra is either the most innocent person in the world, or the girl who uses the most innuendo seemingly unintentionally but really on purpose."
There are some things in life that just cannot be unseen, or unread...
You now have permission to hide on my ship!
Give us -real- shop logs! Not another misinterpretation of features we ask for, turned into something that either doesn't help at all, or doesn't remotely resemble what we wanted to begin with.
Thanks!
Current position of some of the playerbase, instead of expressing a desire to fix problems:
Vhaynna: "Honest question - if you don't like Achaea or the current admin, why do you even bother playing?"
There you go. Anyone that wants to get a drink later... hit me up.
I know we've never been friends IG, but man... I think I'll take you up to get a drink. You need it, buddy. And someone to talk to.
Y i k e s.
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
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@Mizik vomits up the contents of his stomach.
That about sums up my thoughts on the entire thing.
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Fissures pepper the rocky surfaces of four basalt walls forming the boundaries of this stifling boudoir, which do little to keep out the pulsating waves of heat from its surroundings. Numerous portraits of Hecate hang haphazardly upon the northern face, emphasising the voluminous curves, or lack thereof, of the Crone Queen in a poor attempt at seduction. Thick and unbridled, the stench of rot and decay hangs heavily in the air, blanketing in particular a tiny bed pushed against the western partition. Dried streaks of reddish-brown blood and patches of yellowish discolourations stain the once-white sheets, the crumpled fabric dangling onto the floor after one too many rough nights. Lacking in any visible windows or sources of light beyond the dull heat of magma, this chamber is one created to offer the utmost privacy to its occupants, shielding them beneath a shroud of darkness. Hanging upon an adjacent wall, a faded picture of Tanris Rozzan stares across at the bed. Her modesty barely contained, the Crone Queen Hecate stands here in a virescent wedding dress.
There are no obvious exits.
That's how it was. To clean up the actual consummation log or not... there's not enough bleach to clean that.
PM is open.
Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
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Not nauseous enough to stop eating my delicious sweet chilli chips, but still... *crunches on a chip that is probably eerily similar to things in Hecate’s folds*
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
...But you'll always follow the voices beneath.
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Admittedly, I laughed harder at the above sentence, than I probably should have.
Huge kudos to the team who shall remain nameless for the sake of their ongoing therapy!
There you go. Anyone that wants to get a drink later... hit me up.
Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
...But you'll always follow the voices beneath.
You now have permission to hide on my ship!
Y i k e s.
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
However, the precedent for polygamy has now been made.