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TEST DRIVE ※ 1
TEST DRIVE #1
These woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but being lost in them is pretty alarming to most people. Perhaps it's lucky you're hearing what sounds like... a party?
If you follow the sounds through thinning trees, a brick-paved road rises from the ground ahead. Keep going, and you'll find yourself approaching a bustling festival. Small, jaunty, colorful buildings line a way bedecked with flags, banners, and (of course) ever-present vendors.
Good morrow! Dost thou carest for a turkey leg? Some funnel cake? Modestly priced costume jewelry? Come right this way, dear visitor! The faire is here!
First, however, the faeries would like a moment of your time. At one of the entry gates, a spritely, brightly-dressed faerie tells you, "Tickets are long-since sold out, but joy is one currency we accept. So as long as you plan to enjoy yourselves, you may enter with a day pass. However, please read the sign. By entering, it means you agree to the terms."
The faerie points to a large wooden sign with words painted on it. The sign says something to the effect that the summer faeries are not responsible for anything that happens at the faire, and by entering you're agreeing to exempt them from indemnifying you for not offering the same magical protections they offer proper ticket holders in the unlikely event of surprise and disaster, etc etc.
Fortunately, it's actually not that different from a standard legal agreement for some kind of dangerous activity like go-cart racing. Of course faeries would be careful about any legal disclaimers for events.
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A FAIRE SHAKE
A renaissance faire is in full swing in the woods today, or so it would seem. But no one here is just playing a part: these outsize personalities, bright costumes, and pseudo-Elizabethan voices are perfectly real.
It's the only place you can go for food and appropriate clothing. Also there's magic at your feet, drawing you towards others bound by the Quest magic, making it so all paths seem to lead to the Faire. Even if you don't want to enter, it feels like you have to, like there's something important to find.
a) The Faerie Toll
Some of the faeries are lighthearted and cheerful, with round and heart shaped faces and brightly colored clothes. These summer faeries are willing to part with some faerie coin in exchange for certain actions. Anyone that watches others take them up on their deals can see that the actions are indeed harmless, and there is no catch. Apparently happiness and frivolity really can be exchanged with the faeries here. Ways to earn a small bit of coin: physical comedy, agreeing to a round in the dunk tank (yes they have one), telling the faeries a good joke (but it really has to be a good one, by faerie standards), letting oneself getting pied in the face, and pieing someone you're with in the face, among other things. Silly dances are also in high demand, especially ones with actual rules vs. ones that are made up on the spot, with a clear preference for moves like tiktok dances, the macarena, or the Hustle.
Some of the faeries are lighthearted and cheerful, with round and heart shaped faces and brightly colored clothes. These summer faeries are willing to part with some faerie coin in exchange for certain actions. Anyone that watches others take them up on their deals can see that the actions are indeed harmless, and there is no catch. Apparently happiness and frivolity really can be exchanged with the faeries here. Ways to earn a small bit of coin: physical comedy, agreeing to a round in the dunk tank (yes they have one), telling the faeries a good joke (but it really has to be a good one, by faerie standards), letting oneself getting pied in the face, and pieing someone you're with in the face, among other things. Silly dances are also in high demand, especially ones with actual rules vs. ones that are made up on the spot, with a clear preference for moves like tiktok dances, the macarena, or the Hustle.
b) New and In Stock
You tried to steal from the faeries instead of paying their toll, or have otherwise misbehaved. The faeries like your moxie, though. They'll let you keep what you took (if you took something), but first you're gonna have to do some time in the stocks.
Will anyone take mercy on you and bust you loose? Does anyone have a tomato? Perhaps you meet someone else while they're suffering a similar punishment in the other stocks across from you. If you didn't actually steal, maybe you got framed. Or you're in the stocks with your "partner in crime" who you were falsely accused of being affiliated.
Fortunately, you won't be in there overly long. Even if you can't escape and no one busts you out, the faeries aren't particularly cruel and the absolute worst you'll get thrown your way by the crowd is a fruit.
If you push, the faeries might also let you out if someone else agrees to be responsible for your good behavior. This could, naturally, lead to both of you doing more time together.
You tried to steal from the faeries instead of paying their toll, or have otherwise misbehaved. The faeries like your moxie, though. They'll let you keep what you took (if you took something), but first you're gonna have to do some time in the stocks.
Will anyone take mercy on you and bust you loose? Does anyone have a tomato? Perhaps you meet someone else while they're suffering a similar punishment in the other stocks across from you. If you didn't actually steal, maybe you got framed. Or you're in the stocks with your "partner in crime" who you were falsely accused of being affiliated.
Fortunately, you won't be in there overly long. Even if you can't escape and no one busts you out, the faeries aren't particularly cruel and the absolute worst you'll get thrown your way by the crowd is a fruit.
If you push, the faeries might also let you out if someone else agrees to be responsible for your good behavior. This could, naturally, lead to both of you doing more time together.
c) I'm Just Here For the Turkey Leg
Wandering lost in the woods is hungry work. Maybe you know better than to eat food offered by faeries, but the humans of the faire should be safe enough, right? Where else are you going to find a whole turkey leg, a funnel cake, or a cold beer around here? The lines can get pretty long though, and sometimes orders get mixed up, or someone swipes what was yours! Maybe they bump into you and spill food down your front. Or perhaps you see someone with no money and decide to offer to share.
Some of the food seems out of this world or is clearly made for a more alien palate (not always in an appetizing way). Most of the food has big enough portions if you're not the only one eating
Wandering lost in the woods is hungry work. Maybe you know better than to eat food offered by faeries, but the humans of the faire should be safe enough, right? Where else are you going to find a whole turkey leg, a funnel cake, or a cold beer around here? The lines can get pretty long though, and sometimes orders get mixed up, or someone swipes what was yours! Maybe they bump into you and spill food down your front. Or perhaps you see someone with no money and decide to offer to share.
Some of the food seems out of this world or is clearly made for a more alien palate (not always in an appetizing way). Most of the food has big enough portions if you're not the only one eating
d) Surely, You Joust
Whether you're just watching, betting on the outcome, or have convinced someone to armor you up and put you on a horse, the jousting tournament is a major event! Will anyone be able to unseat the intimidating Black Knight? Have you started a rivalry with a competitor you just met in a line twenty minutes ago? Are you helping another member of the squad by pumping them up for their match? Or are you just over here to see how many horses you can pet without anyone noticing?
Even those not interested in the competition might want to give it a whirl. There are different rewards for unseating certain levels of competitors like food supplies, flasks of boozeahol, small bags of silver or gold, and weapons of moderate quality, like swords, knives, or bows.
For those that don't own their own armor and lances, some light armor and lances are on loan but the armor is all dinged up and the lances are easily broken, putting someone using them at a disadvantage.
Whether you're just watching, betting on the outcome, or have convinced someone to armor you up and put you on a horse, the jousting tournament is a major event! Will anyone be able to unseat the intimidating Black Knight? Have you started a rivalry with a competitor you just met in a line twenty minutes ago? Are you helping another member of the squad by pumping them up for their match? Or are you just over here to see how many horses you can pet without anyone noticing?
Even those not interested in the competition might want to give it a whirl. There are different rewards for unseating certain levels of competitors like food supplies, flasks of boozeahol, small bags of silver or gold, and weapons of moderate quality, like swords, knives, or bows.
For those that don't own their own armor and lances, some light armor and lances are on loan but the armor is all dinged up and the lances are easily broken, putting someone using them at a disadvantage.
e) Everyone's a Comedian
You (and maybe your threadmate) are being teased by a pair of funnymen doing a bit, be they jesters, Punch and Judy style puppets, or a pair of washing well wenches. The audience is delighted, but are you? What are you both going to do?
You (and maybe your threadmate) are being teased by a pair of funnymen doing a bit, be they jesters, Punch and Judy style puppets, or a pair of washing well wenches. The audience is delighted, but are you? What are you both going to do?
f) Wares, If You Have Coin
You're here! You have some gold! Time to get yourself some "period appropriate" (for varying values of both words) gear. Have you found a shopping buddy? What if you resell some goods you just picked up at a slight markup? Are you suspicious of the quality of a vendor's goods? Maybe this item over here is the last of its kind, and you and this stranger want it!
You're here! You have some gold! Time to get yourself some "period appropriate" (for varying values of both words) gear. Have you found a shopping buddy? What if you resell some goods you just picked up at a slight markup? Are you suspicious of the quality of a vendor's goods? Maybe this item over here is the last of its kind, and you and this stranger want it!
g) Stop! Thief!
Someone picked your pocket or snatched something out of your hands! It might even be your thread partner. Do you give chase? If your threadmate isn't the thief, are they helping you chase the thief down or getting in your way?
Someone picked your pocket or snatched something out of your hands! It might even be your thread partner. Do you give chase? If your threadmate isn't the thief, are they helping you chase the thief down or getting in your way?
h) Archery Range
Are you taking the chance to start learning a new skill on the practice targets? If it's any incentive, several fair maidens and handsome young fellows are hanging about, flirting with the best shots. If you're already good, you might be competing in the archery competition for a prize! The targets are close enough you can make conversation with the person one target over.
Are you taking the chance to start learning a new skill on the practice targets? If it's any incentive, several fair maidens and handsome young fellows are hanging about, flirting with the best shots. If you're already good, you might be competing in the archery competition for a prize! The targets are close enough you can make conversation with the person one target over.
i) Fortune Told
A stubborn young blonde woman in a long purple robe with a pointed hat - one that looks more than a little bit witchy - is determined to read your fortune for you. Loudly. Whether you like it or not. She has to demonstrate her skills to drum up business, you see! Now please hold your hand still, she just needs to get a good look at your fate line...
(Note: Players will have to npc the fortuneteller says in their thread and can go absolutely wildly wrong. However, sometimes the fortuneteller suddenly gets more intense and guesses a few things closer to the truth...)
A stubborn young blonde woman in a long purple robe with a pointed hat - one that looks more than a little bit witchy - is determined to read your fortune for you. Loudly. Whether you like it or not. She has to demonstrate her skills to drum up business, you see! Now please hold your hand still, she just needs to get a good look at your fate line...
(Note: Players will have to npc the fortuneteller says in their thread and can go absolutely wildly wrong. However, sometimes the fortuneteller suddenly gets more intense and guesses a few things closer to the truth...)
j) Out of Water
You draw attention to yourself with your behavior, or by how strange your manner of dress is (according to the faire folk, anyway.) Perhaps you have a still-functioning small electronic like a smartphone that's unlike anything they've ever seen. People are starting to give you the stink eye or ask you invasive questions. Will your threadmate help you out?
You draw attention to yourself with your behavior, or by how strange your manner of dress is (according to the faire folk, anyway.) Perhaps you have a still-functioning small electronic like a smartphone that's unlike anything they've ever seen. People are starting to give you the stink eye or ask you invasive questions. Will your threadmate help you out?
k) Bargaining With the Fae
There are some faeries here that are different from the sunny, cheerful summer faeries running the fair. These are the winter faeries, more ethereal and elegant, more immaculately dressed in finery that's a little too fancy for the event. Despite their beauty - or maybe because of it - these faeries are...colder. Many of them are busying themselves with maintaining magical lanterns around the edges of the faire. If asked, they tell your character they're handling security and to bug off.
But some of them maintain stands in shadier-looking areas of the faire. They're willing to offer more in exchange for greater payment. Warm, durable clothing to cut through the slight chill that comes at evening and night time. Swords made of much stronger metals than can be found elsewhere, of better make, with edges that take forever to dull. Bows with strings that rarely ever break.
Their deals are definitely backhanded though. For payment, they might say something like "we could really use your view on something, just a half hour of your time" and instead of having you participate in conversation where your insight is welcome, you lose your ability to see for a half hour.
These effects are unpleasant but usually temporary, lasting no longer than a half hour or so - but it's not like they'll tell you that. And if you try to go back to the stall afterwards to confront them, they'll have mysteriously disappeared. You'll at least get to keep whatever your bought and it will be of good quality, but the joke is definitely on you.
There are some faeries here that are different from the sunny, cheerful summer faeries running the fair. These are the winter faeries, more ethereal and elegant, more immaculately dressed in finery that's a little too fancy for the event. Despite their beauty - or maybe because of it - these faeries are...colder. Many of them are busying themselves with maintaining magical lanterns around the edges of the faire. If asked, they tell your character they're handling security and to bug off.
But some of them maintain stands in shadier-looking areas of the faire. They're willing to offer more in exchange for greater payment. Warm, durable clothing to cut through the slight chill that comes at evening and night time. Swords made of much stronger metals than can be found elsewhere, of better make, with edges that take forever to dull. Bows with strings that rarely ever break.
Their deals are definitely backhanded though. For payment, they might say something like "we could really use your view on something, just a half hour of your time" and instead of having you participate in conversation where your insight is welcome, you lose your ability to see for a half hour.
These effects are unpleasant but usually temporary, lasting no longer than a half hour or so - but it's not like they'll tell you that. And if you try to go back to the stall afterwards to confront them, they'll have mysteriously disappeared. You'll at least get to keep whatever your bought and it will be of good quality, but the joke is definitely on you.
l) Wild Card!
You can make up anything your character might reasonably see at a normal Renaissance Faire, or place an encounter in the woods nearby! Go wild!
You can make up anything your character might reasonably see at a normal Renaissance Faire, or place an encounter in the woods nearby! Go wild!
❧ This counts as a plot and is part of game canon! This means that new players aren't the only ones that can make top-levels. Current characters can be thrown in like it's any other plot or event. The default for threads is that they're game canon if all characters involved are apped in or already in game, but prospective players may opt out and consider a thread non-canon if they're not happy with it.
❧ Feel free to play around with powers. If your character has powers from canon you want to play around with, go for it. If you'd like to test out possibilities for game powers, also go for it. Feel free to change it up from thread to thread if you need to. If you want to keep a thread as canon this can be handwaved as the magic making characters' powers shift a few times before settling.
❧ Potential players may use test drive threads as their log samples. However, at least one post in their thread must fit the requirements for apps, and in quality and length (200 words). If you do plan on using a thread as a sample, please make sure the writing throughout your threads is a good example of your writing skills and has some solid examples of the character's voice.
❧ Players can count TDMs towards AC, with the same AC rules as any other threads.
❧ The game is invite-only. Players without invites are allowed to tdm since some of them may know someone in game to ask for one, and since some people enjoy TDMs just for fun in games they don't plan to app into. But an invite is required during the apping process.
❧ The game is at a starting cap at 30 players. Right now the current number of invitees is likely to not exceed the game's 30 slots, but if we go a few over they will still be allowed to app during this first round. Future apps will be rolling apps and will have a wait queue if the cap has been exceeded.
❧ Invites at game start are limited to current and former players of the mods' previous game Piper90 (
piper90), former players of the first incarnation of Wilderlands (wilderlands, and people friended to the main mod's plurk. If any of those individuals want to invite someone outside those pools in the first app round, they can request it when the mods make a headcount of potential appers. If the game will be under (or only slightly over) 30 players to start, some extra players may also be invited, but the mods want to limit it to exceed the player cap too much. ❧ The first game round will be apps only, no reserves. Apps open: 10/15/21. Game start: 11/01/21
Stacia Novik | World of Darkness
Stacia blinks awake, staring up at the canopy of trees above her - the canopy of trees that are certainly not her familiar temperate rain forest. Because she's still not home. She's been away for a year and a half, she turned eighteen, she helped tear down a horrible post-apocalyptic rot of a corporation, and she's still doesn't get to go home.
She considers laying there for a bit and feeling sorry for herself, but aggravation is always so close on the heels of self-pity for her. She stands up and brushes herself off, then breathes deeply for a moment. Finally, she opens her mouth to vent her frustrations, and a vast ocean of swearing pours forth from the depths of her soul.
She has quite a lot of frustrations, and she is very loud. Very easy to follow if you're looking for another person in these woods.
j: look at the way she's dressed
Stacia's floral romper and low wedges had been perfectly serviceable for a summer evening in the woods among the werewolves of 2017, but it does make her stand out here. And some people seem to take that as an invitation to make comments.
She rounds on another faire-goer, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and glowering with murderous fury in her eyes.
"You want to say that to my face, buddy?" she snarls. "Or do you maybe want to save yourself some trouble and apologize?"
Do you intervene, or do you just stop to watch? Maybe fetch some popcorn? Or was it someone standing behind you who made the antagonizing comment and left you to take the blame?
f: get in loser, we're going shopping
Stacia's been wearing ill-fitting jumpsuits for the past year and a half, she deserves a little bit of retail therapy. And who knows how long the faerie coin she got for Slappin' Leather and the Electric Slide is going to last? Better spend it quick.
"Excuse me, do you know what kind of fabric this is?"
c: is for cookie, that's good enough for me
She's pretty sure that the fae can't keep you for eating their food if you pay for it, but given that she's paying with money the fae gave her, Stacia isn't going to risk it. She sticks with the most human-looking vendors, and she is not disappointed by the results. Still, there's no way she's going to finish all this on her own, and she's not sure where to go to pick up a doggy bag that isn't going to immediately become bear bait with grease.
"Hey, you want to help me with this? It's great, but I'm not going to be able to finish it myself."
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She turns and bolts through the undrebrush, leaping fallen logs and scrambling over massive roots until she bursts from the sea of greenery and practically tackles Stacia, bowling the pair of them over onto the loamy floor.
"NOTHING-TO-SEE-HERE-RHYA!" For once, Mackenzie manages to sound happy and effervescent, probably in a way that Stacia has never heard from the ahroun before. She's hugging the other girl fiercely, heedless of the dirt and moss that's getting all over the pair of them.
"Holy fuck, am I glad to see you. I thought the Mother decided to haul me off the Rig and drop me in the middle of the fucking Umbra or some shit!" She even leans in and gives Stacia a bit fat kiss on the cheek. Mwah. If she were in lupus, her tail would be wagging at one hundred miles per hour.
"What happened?!"
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Eh, bruising heals pretty fast.
"Kenzie!" The name comes out as a wheeze, but Stacia hugs the other girl back regardless. "Holy shit, it's so good to see you! How long have you been here?"
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"...Uh, not long. I just woke up here with my bow and quiver. I thought it was some new Jorgmund mission fuck-up."
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"Your face is 'fucking tragic'," she volleys back. "All you had to say was 'I don't know'. I know people raised by wolves who could handle that."
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He enjoys being met on his own terms. “Oh sure, compare me to someone who’s been raised by wolves like the advantages of being raised in a stable multi-parent environment aren’t huge and also boring. The fabric’s tragic - it’s got uneven weaving or whatever. It’s gonna itch. ]
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...well, Cammie knows that voice. Christ, Stacia can yell. Cammie was actually making some ground towards the sounds of civilisation of some sort, but honestly the idea of seeing a face she knows is more appealing right now after the whole 'yanked to yet another universe' shite, so she adjusts course to find her.
Really not hard, considering, y'know, the yelling. She'd probably be able to hear her without her aids on, honestly.
When she finally reaches Stacia, coming through the trees off to the side, she stands back, hands on her hips and ears cocked sideways, and says: "Geez, Stacia, gonna leave some curses for the rest of us to use?"
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"Cammie! Hey!"
There's a manic edge to her happiness, but she's still glad to see a familiar face.
"I'm not opposed to cursing in a round. You want the soprano or the alto part?"
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Cammie’s shoulders drop slightly, a little release of tension, and she snickers. “Think I‘m more of an alto, myself.”
And really, she will join right on in if Stacia keeps going. Oh, she’s riding as far as she can on the ‘well, it’s better than the rig!’ energy she’s mustered up, but she’d really rather be at home—and if she’s like that, when Stacia was there much longer?
Oh yeah. She sees where the urge is coming from.
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Elle's panic at being completely cut off from her pack is cut off by distant swearing. She scents the air: taking in the woods, magic, a lot of fae nonsense, and... Garou? She follows the scent as stealthily as she can, which is pretty damn stealthy. As she gets closer she picks up both the scent and the voice in more detail. They're beginning to seem familiar.
There's this tugging in her gut that pulls in multiple directions. One seems to be leading right to the Garou. Her immediate instinct is to go in the opposite direction of any mysterious magical guidance, but the last thing Elle wants to do is move away from someone she might know.
When she sees a figure in the trees ahead, she moves faster. She can just make it out-
"Stacia? What's going on?"
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"No idea, I just woke up," she says, because it's a perfectly reasonable question for the stranger to pose. "Kinda pissed about it actually, this wasn't where I was expecting to do that. I was really looking forward to waking up in my own bed."
She prowls forward, trying to make the girl's face resolve into something she recognizes.
"What about you, any ideas?"
Maybe whatever she suggests will jog Stacia's memory enough to attach a name to the face...
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"My best guess? Slipped sideways and tumble into the Deep Umbra. Maybe the Dreaming? I can't feel Marcus or Isaac, not even Lioness. I don't know what would be able to break the connection, but the Dreaming is full of weird shit."
The only problem is that this doesn't really feel like any Umbral realm that she's been to. This doesn't feel like the Umbra at all, but it definitely reeks of magic. None of the plants she's encountered are quite right. She trained with her sept's Keeper of the Land; she's a Pumonca for fucks sake. She knows her damn plants.
"This place is weirding me the fuck out, though. Everything feels... off."
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She might not like him, but it's good to see a familiar face in a completely new and possibly dangerous environment, it reassures him that maybe there might be someone else from the rig or that at least the two of them could put their differences aside if the situation requires it.
"Don't mind them." he gives her a soft smile "They're just acting."
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"Well if he is, I don't care for it," she says. She reels her Rage back in and turns to face Price. "What makes you think they're acting? Given where we just came from and all, don't you think they might not be?"
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Kevin's already trying to defuse the situation. He isn't sure if this girl can kick this guy's ass, but it would be a major bummer to watch either way.
If he can get the dude to apologize, it'll be better for everyone.
As for how this looks, Kevin is much the way he was the last time Stacia saw him, though he's back in his street clothes instead of the rig uniform. Two things are different: His dog seems to be with him this time, and he's got something in a scabbard that is clearly some breed of klaive.
Scooby is watching Stacia shyly from behind Kevin. Shapeshifters still make him plenty nervous, but he's a ghoul dog who has seen a Lot.
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"Kevin, hey! Good to--"
Time out, there's a dog. Stacia lights up, crouching down and holding out a hand for the dog to sniff.
"Oh hello there you handsome creature!"
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No need to interfere unless the creep gets too rowdy for her to handle, and he tries not to assume things about what ladies can handle.
But he can be encouraging without butting in.
He cups his hands around his mouth and yells like an audience member at a pro wrestling match.
"Whoo, get him! Give him the chair!"
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Still, between her clear willingness to resolve this problem with violence and a masculine voice in the crowd encouraging her to do so, the man she's got in her grip folds...well, like a chair one might use in a pro wrestling match. Stacia graciously turns him loose once he's made his apologies and vowed not to make any such comments again ("because if you do, I'll know, and I will find you"), then glances around to reward her cheerleader with a smile.
"Thanks for the assist."
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She's still annoyed about not being home herself, but it could be worse. She could know no one here.
"Eat up, they didn't feed us very well on the Rig and none of this stuff looks like it will travel well."
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Hello! What is happening?
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Hello! I'm upset and throwing a tantrum to make myself feel better! How are you?
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Yep. Yeah, that's Stacia, he's almost entirely sure. He'll wait politely for her to finish, fiddling very delicately with a petite flowing stem as he does in an attempt to not just start daydreaming and lose track of time and events. Whether that succeeds...
it doesn't succeed, his pupils dilate and he goes still, thinking of the greater tree this tiny one was cut from, the constellations of tiny blue flowers among its many branches.]
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--But no, it's just Alloran. She hopes. She doesn't have a lot of experience with Andalites.]
Ohholyshit, you scared me!
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