Oh, it's a sort of magical dye to begin with! Best I could find. It handles showers just fine but it's its sole purpose. Anything else it... handles as well as regular dye. Like sweat. My funds with dye wizards are... limited.
He shrugs.
I've got a monthly allowance and my parents don't want me to spend it on sissy stuff, when it's not! It's a very important expression of individuality and a modern fight against the conservative dourness plaguing this world on the physical and mental realm.
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Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterHerobrine throws another fishing line at the Twin, attempting to pull it closer to the TNT. Throughout the process, he constantly looks back at Zero as if silently asking him to help pull it with something else.
Triandra raises an eyebrow at Elizabeth. "That is... somewhat unique. Regardless, I will see you to your land of happy dreams."
"Thanks, Triandra."
"Follow me," she says, flying ahead of the group. "And don't wander off the path."
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"You're even cruder than I thought." Plumeria sighs.
"I mean you're blinded by your attraction to him. You... like him. Your desire is as degenerate as a raving beast's hunger."
She pinches the bridge of her nose. "Why am I bothering? You're too young to understand."
"Nice to meet you too!"
Now that Refia is reassured Girlfriend has no hostile intent, she decides to just go for it. "So... are you a demon? I could sense a demonic presence from you."
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"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."She bolts straight upright.
"You can sense that?!" Um. Ah. Ahem. "... Yeah. Yeah, I am."
Girlfriend doesn't connect this to Refia being a demon.
"Some people get kind of scared, though, so I usually just... don't. Be like a demon, that is. I prefer to look like this."
Alika's face goes a little blank. There's a lot going on there that she does not get at all, but whatever.
"Ooookaaaay... maybe you could try saving up for sweat-proof dye? I dunno."
"The dye is really that important?"
/\。。/\"Huh? Wait, Liz, you're not spiritually projecting your body as a robot? You're here as yourself?"
He then smiles.
"That's good, isn't it?"
Then he looks confused.
"Wait, you don't need to sleep? I sleep most of the time. Though I've never been here before. I'm usually in-"
A small pause.
"Well, it's not really all that important. Charlie, let's follow her and look for that place.", he says as he turns to Charlie.
"... oh. Yeah, I like him.", Cassidy says, not at all shy in admitting she has a crush. "I've liked him from before we both died. And I've gotta look out for him so I have to go find him. Do you know where he is?"
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Hmm...
Girl does not approve of dye
discard
dye
You're right, individuality comes from the soul, not the hair. Let my unending tides of sweat wash away the dye and bring about empowerment and knowledge!
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Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterElizabeth sighed
"It's good...but it's hard to adjust to being so short, and it's not a lot defensively"
She said
"And my voice"
She hadn't realised it, but she lost the whisper and deepness of scrap baby's voice, leaving just a high pitched British girl
"That's really weird to hear"
She decided to also follow along, not much better to do
Your Jordans are fake, fake as hell. Dollar Store ass shoesI'll buy some, for sure then. When she pat him in the head, he has a realization that he's going to be manning the fuck up from there on now. Fuck dad and fuck his expectations. He's going to kick the shit out of him just for her now.
To reflect that, he stick his chest out and stand up straight.
Y-you may not recognize me the next time we meet! he joke.
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterCharlie simply nods as Triandra leads them onwards.
Along the way, something appears before them, standing directly on the path. It's large enough to block their way, but it isn't doing anything... yet.
It's Nightmarionne.
Charlie goes quiet. Her eyes widen. "... That isn't me that isn't me that isn't me that isn't me that isn't me"
"Stay on the path," Triandra reminds them.
"Make it go away, Triandra."
"No."
—
Plumeria facepalms. Way to miss the point about that 'crush' thing.
"We are in a domain of desire and want, child. You can merely wish for something, and what you want to happen will be what happens."
Refia nods. "We're kinda the same, then. I'm also a demon trying not to be one."
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"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Vault of the Precursors
"That's fair. My father, and my... actual progenitor are somewhat different as well. I may not have been 'born' — not in the... traditional sense, at least — but the distinction is... well, I certainly understand, is what I mean to say."
Out of curiosity, Zophiel pulsed her psychic sense to get a better read on how Xoeur was feeling at the moment. She wouldn't get anything particularly complex, just the rough emotional sensations — but that was all she was looking to figure out.
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalous"I think it's pretty nostalgic.", Andrew says, seemingly cheered up a lot by having 'regular' Elizabeth around again. He does know that she's not his world's Elizabeth, but he doesn't really seem to care about that at all.
That cheer doesn't last long when they eventually come across Nightmarionne. He freezes up, looking unsure, and casting Charlie a glance. But when he sees she isn't the one doing this, he looks even more nervous.
"I... isn't that...?"
"Wait, really? Then I can just wish I was with Evan."
"-wait crud I first need to-"
And she's gone.
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In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Girlfriend blinks.
"Oh! Really? That's coool... I guess that is sort of the same!"
"Though it's less... I'm trying not to be a demon, and more just... I dunno, huh, I guess it is that! I've never really thought about it - I just sort of use this glamour to avoid spooking people when I'm out and that's usually that. There's honestly not much reason for me to turn it off, I guess, either."
What she's feeling is certainly an... odd, blend of emotions. It's part hopeful... part glum... part glad, and part "Hey! Stop reading my mind!" :(
Xoeur perks up.
"Really...? Erhm... me too, actually. I was a... clone. That's probably why she feels so weird about me."
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/\。。/\Whiterun
Just outside the Bannered Mare, a figure could be seen observing the sign indicating the inn, a cloak over their head and their posture almost solemn, communicating much despite their silence and lack of motion.
Creator of the Avatar Arena and its Discord server.The figure nearly jumped at that, taken by surprise at the voice, and as they turned to face Wanda, the mage would find her gaze landing upon the utterly familiar face of one Alderoth, his purple eyes intense underneath the hood covering his head.
"Wait... Wanda?"
Creator of the Avatar Arena and its Discord server.Wanda gasps, looking every bit as surprised to see Alderoth standing before her.
"Alderoth..."
Hoping that he was faring better now than the last time she had seen him, she walks up to Alderoth and moves to gently push back his hood, looking him right in the eye all the while.
"It's been a while, hasn't it?"
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"... I'm not going to do that again," she says. That was just sad... like, she doesn't want to beat up this poor guy!
"Maybe you should train with someone? Or like find a karate place? I'm sure there's like, a gym in the city somewhere."
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