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Started by Anastasia, July 18, 2018, 11:27:28 AM

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Anastasia

"Frosty," Benyen calls, "Let's go!"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

'I'll open a gate. Let's proceed.'
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Go ahead and gate it up, Tryll.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Anastasia

Waiting on you, Tryll. I'm looking for where you're aiming the gate in particular so I can move on from there.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

I'm gonna exploit our non-aggressive relationship with Auril right now and port in near there, like we did last time with Morniel.

Tryll opens a gate!
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Before you is a gate of ice and snow. Blizzard winds can be seen, blowing snowfall everywhere.

"Let's do this," Dana vows, marching ahead and in.

Assuming you aren't doing anything but going through - post so to confirm - we're going to start a new topic after that post.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

Confirming.

"Yay! Let's build a snow man!" Calleigh zips ahead of Dana.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?