I've been smelling them the whole time but I just... didn't think they were worth mentioning.
...
They're brownies. Changelings when brought here, but a lifetime of servitude has rendered them little more than husks, living to serve, and no longer truly human.
If it is any consolation, they live for what they do.
You ignore them because they are meant to be ignored. They brought us food, just now.
edited 17th Jul '14 7:54:12 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-Giorno tries to stay skeptical of the food, but he can't deny that he's fuggin' hungry now-
("The room was paid for, so certainly it must extend to the food as well.")
-He grabs a piece of bread and sits down in a chair to eat-
-Just as he's about to bite into it, he comes down with a case of the sads and the guilts after hearing who brought them the food-
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edited 17th Jul '14 7:58:21 PM by Rivux
mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's meanThey were stolen away as infants. It is all they have ever known. They would pine and waste away.
Not all are brought as children. Some travellers unwittingly trade themselves. Others, young men and women whom they have determined are particularly fine specimens, are brought to the Court.
It is there the danger will be greatest, and it is there we are headed.
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist

What kids?
-Picks up a bowl-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?